When Solveig’s Song is replaced by the sad melody
of Casta Diva playing on repeat in my brain, the world
remains a cold, empty place where Druidic goddesses
fall in love with Roman proconsuls, then quietly decide
To commit infanticide when they discover he had left her
for another priestess, only the pleas of his new mistress
prevents Norma, the anguished priestess who broke her
chaste vows and contemplated murder in the process -
From killing her children; how uplifting is this, never look
to opera for inspiration to cheer up your flagging spirits
when you feel depressed, it will make you wish to take
your own life in the face of the ill-advised shenanigans
Of the main characters - like the dancing Salome who
demanded the head of a foe on a platter when a lustful
King offered her a chance to obtain half of his Kingdom,
though it’s probably not as bad as Hannibal Lecter
Eating his victims in his frenzy of hatred for stupid people
wasting his time as psychologist with their silly problems,
better look to the original story of “The Little Mermaid” by
Hans Christian Anderson for comfort: after refusing to kill
The prince who scorned her to marry another - she was
given a soul and thus could continue to exist into infinity,
this is ever so much better than the sad stories above…
Casta Diva English Translation: Pure Goddess who covers these ancient
sacred plants with your silver light, we turn to your lovely face - uncovered
and without veil - please appease the ardent spirits and calm their bold zeal,
please bring down the peace with which you shine in the sky, to the earth…
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