Searchin' For Celine

Celine, or Seline, is the Goddess of the Moon. To dream to Celine, in which Celine beckons for you to come with her, to go with her is to die in your sleep. Celine was also the goddess many sailors prayed to. Also the greek goddess who fell in love with a shepheard boy and was cursed and forced to sleep, only allowed to wake up whe something-something happens. I forget what the conditions were. It's hard to find some of the deep lore and esoteric information about this ancient diety. The greek stuff is easy, but finding the other stuff on the internet is very hard.

Louis-Ferdinand Céline was a French author. He suffered from insomnia. The line I know why you are tired is a reference to that. His insomnia is what prompted him to write. I realize they refer to Céline as a woman, but that may just be BOC using "artistic license" to allow the sonet to flow. In his book Death on the Installment plan, he offers a profound vision of the nature of individual human existence, rooted in suffering and inertia. The anti-heroic genius of Ferdinand's search for a livable life in 20th century Paris forms a direct literary metaphor for modern humanity: to search and search again for happiness and meaning in a complex world and to often come up empty. Or more precisely, to find words, stories, experiences, and ideas that stretch the boundaries of consciousness while providing little or no structure with which to assign any meaning to life as a whole. Life becomes merely a subjective personal experience in the midst of madness and savagery. It is considered beautiful in itself but with overtones of profound suffering and a lack of moral prerogatives, always at the mercy of the strange human forces that are both within and without. To Céline, we become our own history and our own suffering. As such we live, accumulating the pain, confusion, and death that life allows us to have on installment. Which verifies this stanza.

Love is like a gun In the hands of someone like you I think it'd kill But oh what a thrill Oh what a thrill.

Life is a thrill.

Wow! I think he's searching for Celine. Great song, great album by B.O.C., they had a few.

Celine in this story a prostitute that the narrator is in love with. The place she "works, hides and sleeps" is the brothel or her own house, while the reason she curses and is tired is her work and overall life. Despite them loving each other they both know their relationship is dangerous and either could get seriously hurt if they don't keep an emotional distance.