I would sing along to her in bed, fighting to break the hold of my latest CFS relapse. And I sounded just like her - as if we were the same. Thus, I feel we were kindred spirits. The Cranberries saw me through times when there was death in my family, or of my dogs. So, "on the night of her demise," I seemed to dream of her, in my life, amongst my family. Weird things like this always happen to me. The sex was great.
(I was thinking about Match.com: Maybe I should try their free week. Because I really should meet someone. I thought to myself, "I would never date anyone over 45," and then she died - at 46. Just weird. Of course she was married w/ kids but I'm talking symbolism here).
And I coincidentally ordered the last Cranberries album, via Inter-library loan. I may be picking that up today.
A big part of my life.
I knew that the Cranberries cancelled their very most recent tour, due to health concerns by O'Riordan, but I didn't know what they were. She did say that she was affected by the stress of touring. And she has dealt with bipolar disorder in the past, like many geniuses.
But why should she die so suddenly, while recording?! Think of it - it may have been as if the career itself was killing her. Or maybe she just got hit with a heart attack out of the blue. Or maybe something else.
I plan on writing a tiny post on Princess Diana soon. Do you know what I think about that? I think it is probably that Diana was murdered - or should I say assassinated? A lot more of that stuff goes on than you might imagine. I have done posts on the subject, but not merely as many as need to be made.
So, anyway, the other day, I heard that one of the founders of, "Black Lives Matter," died suddenly. She died of a heart attack, at the age of 27. I thought that that was odd enough to file away. Because, we usually never really know the whole story of anything. She may have been knocked off by the National Security State, as a deemed threat - just like John Lennon, or any number of innocuous independents.
So, I'm just saying: File away the death of Dolores O'Riordan, as being another curious accident. Anything is possible, including that someone didn't want her coming back and making more bold statements like, "Zombie," and, "War Child," and, "I Just Shot John Lennon."
But, it is also possible - simultaneously - that she was just made frail by compassion for life, in a cruel joke of a world. She was too sensitive. She reminds me of a girl I knew in HS. I once told her I thought she was the most beautiful girl in the school, which shut up the other guys in the car. I think she ended up liking me, but was too shy to ever let me know it, even though she was uber popular.
She went and married some guy with a similar Irish name, and, a little later, died. I don't know what exactly it was, but I know she was a premie. She was born prematurely. She was, by constitution, too delicate for the whole gamut of life ahead. Too sensitive. Too frail.
Like the war child.
I think our hearts might be less scarred and torn if we simply looked beyond blaming human nature and identified specific culprits and conspiracies that indeed forever run the world into the ground...
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