This weeks Flow Feature is very special. This week it is on K.W., a future writer whose words were so beautiful that we saw no need to change them:
“Hi there, I'm K.W. and this how Florence and the Machine inspired me.
The world is a scary place for a twenty year old. You begin to feel ropes coursing over your body as it seems like everyone is pulling at you-professors, lovers, everyone each with the perfect vision of your life after college. Or maybe that was just me. I'm a college student and the future is twisting my ankles slowly
and slowly until they snap under the weight of others GRE scores and plans after college. I am majoring in English or as other's call it "basket weaving." Oh and I under no circumstances want to be a teacher, as that word trickles down the lips of each person I meet. I am not built for that for I am built to be a
literary saviour- a writer. The hero for the girls and boys have only libraries instead of movie theatres in small towns or crumbling cities.
Perhaps my writing will save you some day.
So you are probably wondering where Florence and The Machine comes in. That's easy. In a collegiate world of people who read ironically, watch TV ironically, and write ironically, music is the only thing that keeps me from abandoning ship. Florence and The Machine woke me up on a Sunday morning about a year ago with" Shake it Out".
I was a nineteen year old college sophomore with a pension for being other's pillars and I had been working myself to stay in college, the regrets of freshman year embracing me like a drunken lover. So there I was on a Sunday morning, alone in my dorm room with nothing but my TV on silent in the background. I had been sitting in bed watching the sun rise and the train making my windows shake. It was around 10:00 when VH1 played a video by Florence and The Machine and a black -clad Florence Welch began to tango with masked man while attending a Spiritualism Party. To this day, I don't know why, but I cried. I quickly found Ceremonials online and my inner Whirling Dervish came out, and I spun and spun until the mounds of homework, the essays, the big bad world became nothing but a blur as I finally lost myself. I lost myself to the power, to the spirit, to the true beauty of Florence and the Machine.
For the first time in my short life, I lost myself to a force of nature, not a frat party, not to others opinions on how my life, my world show work. It was just me in a white floral nightgown, a grey carpet, and Ceremonials I could slip into this creation, this vision, this inspiration, and it showed a fundamental
truth about myself: if there is beauty inside you then you are complete. But if there is love inside you then you are complete. I lived behind a guarded heart and let others opinions be the sculptor of my future. But Florence and the Machine makes sure that I remember in my darkest moments and when my spirit is
crumbling into ash that I am a being of beautiful creation. Music has such tremendous power to rock the foundations of our world and FATM did more than that. It dug up my earth and re-rooted me. It is because of Florence and The Machine that I will make the world mine and had the courage to submit to the Floetry Contest with a piece for What the Water Gave Me.
My greatest wish besides meeting FTM is to honour them in my first book. I know that they must get this a lot, but thank you Florence and The Machine. There's a tiny smart-ass girl in Georgia with a unique name that will craft her own future because of you.
Perhaps my writing will save you one day.
Love always,
K.W.”
We hope you enjoyed this week’s special Flow Feature. Send us your story today [email protected]. We want to hear everything about you and how Florence + The Machine, or even the individual band members inspired you, as much detail as you want to give.
“Hi there, I'm K.W. and this how Florence and the Machine inspired me.
The world is a scary place for a twenty year old. You begin to feel ropes coursing over your body as it seems like everyone is pulling at you-professors, lovers, everyone each with the perfect vision of your life after college. Or maybe that was just me. I'm a college student and the future is twisting my ankles slowly
and slowly until they snap under the weight of others GRE scores and plans after college. I am majoring in English or as other's call it "basket weaving." Oh and I under no circumstances want to be a teacher, as that word trickles down the lips of each person I meet. I am not built for that for I am built to be a
literary saviour- a writer. The hero for the girls and boys have only libraries instead of movie theatres in small towns or crumbling cities.
Perhaps my writing will save you some day.
So you are probably wondering where Florence and The Machine comes in. That's easy. In a collegiate world of people who read ironically, watch TV ironically, and write ironically, music is the only thing that keeps me from abandoning ship. Florence and The Machine woke me up on a Sunday morning about a year ago with" Shake it Out".
I was a nineteen year old college sophomore with a pension for being other's pillars and I had been working myself to stay in college, the regrets of freshman year embracing me like a drunken lover. So there I was on a Sunday morning, alone in my dorm room with nothing but my TV on silent in the background. I had been sitting in bed watching the sun rise and the train making my windows shake. It was around 10:00 when VH1 played a video by Florence and The Machine and a black -clad Florence Welch began to tango with masked man while attending a Spiritualism Party. To this day, I don't know why, but I cried. I quickly found Ceremonials online and my inner Whirling Dervish came out, and I spun and spun until the mounds of homework, the essays, the big bad world became nothing but a blur as I finally lost myself. I lost myself to the power, to the spirit, to the true beauty of Florence and the Machine.
For the first time in my short life, I lost myself to a force of nature, not a frat party, not to others opinions on how my life, my world show work. It was just me in a white floral nightgown, a grey carpet, and Ceremonials I could slip into this creation, this vision, this inspiration, and it showed a fundamental
truth about myself: if there is beauty inside you then you are complete. But if there is love inside you then you are complete. I lived behind a guarded heart and let others opinions be the sculptor of my future. But Florence and the Machine makes sure that I remember in my darkest moments and when my spirit is
crumbling into ash that I am a being of beautiful creation. Music has such tremendous power to rock the foundations of our world and FATM did more than that. It dug up my earth and re-rooted me. It is because of Florence and The Machine that I will make the world mine and had the courage to submit to the Floetry Contest with a piece for What the Water Gave Me.
My greatest wish besides meeting FTM is to honour them in my first book. I know that they must get this a lot, but thank you Florence and The Machine. There's a tiny smart-ass girl in Georgia with a unique name that will craft her own future because of you.
Perhaps my writing will save you one day.
Love always,
K.W.”
We hope you enjoyed this week’s special Flow Feature. Send us your story today [email protected]. We want to hear everything about you and how Florence + The Machine, or even the individual band members inspired you, as much detail as you want to give.
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