Thanks so much man!
Oooooh, wow...I dont' even know what to say that, thats morbidly beautiful? If thats the right way to describe it? Much respect to the hospital for doing that, I really like that, like how hospitals and other medical places put up inspiring, colourful pictures for others, especially children ofc.
This song saves my life at times, it keeps me going when the depression kicks in. For decades now, this song has been my rock:
Mother, mother, tell your children
That their time has just begun
I have suffered for my anger
There are wars that can't be won
Father, father, please believe me
I am laying down my guns
I am broken like an arrow
Forgive me, forgive your wayward son
(Everybody needs somebody to love)
Mother, mother
(Everybody needs somebody to hate)
Please believe me
(Everybody's bitching 'cause they can't get enough)
And it's hard to hold on when there's no one to lean on
Faith, you know you're gonna live through the rain
Lord we've gotta keep the faith
Faith, don't you let your love turn to hate
Now we've gotta keep the faith
Keep the faith, keep the faith
Lord, we've gotta keep the faith
Tell me, baby, when I hurt you
Do you keep it all inside?
Do you tell me all's forgiven
And just hide behind your pride? Yeah
(Everybody needs somebody to love)
Mother, father
(Everybody needs somebody to hate)
Please don't leave me
(Everybody's bleeding 'cause the times are tough)
Well, it's hard to be strong when there's no one to dream on
Faith, you know you're gonna live through the rain
Lord we've gotta keep the faith
Faith, don't you know it's never too late
Right now we've gotta keep the faith
Faith, don't you let your love turn to hate
Lord, we've gotta keep the faith
Keep the faith, keep the faith
Oh, we've gotta keep the faith
Keep the faith, keep the faith
Lord, we've gotta keep the faith
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I've been walking in the footsteps, of society's lies
I don't like what I see no more, sometimes I wish that I was blind
Sometimes I wait forever, to stand out in the rain
So no one sees me crying, trying to wash away this pain
Mother, father (Everybody needs somebody to love)
There's things I've done I can't erase
(Everybody needs somebody to hate)
And every night we fall from grace
(Everybody's bitching 'cause they can't get enough)
It's hard with the world in your face
Trying to hold on, trying to hold on
(Everybody needs, everybody, keep the faith)
Faith, you know you're gonna live through the rain
Lord you gotta keep the faith
Faith, don't you let your love turn to hate
Right now we've gotta keep the faith
(Faith, keep the faith, keep the faith)
Trying to hold on, trying to hold on, yeah
(Faith, keep the faith, keep the faith)
Everybody keep the faith
(Faith, keep the faith, keep the faith)
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah, ooh yeah, ooh yeah, ooh yeah
(Everybody needs somebody to love)
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah, ooh yeah, ooh yeah, ooh yeah
(Everybody needs somebody to hate)
(Everybody needs somebody to love)
(Everybody needs, everybody, keep the faith)
(Faith)
(Faith)
I'm not a religious person as some of you will know (cough) but things like this, make me understand it somewhat and I guess respect it for those reasons. Even though I've been extremely anti religion and toxic about it for my own personal reasons, things like this make me think there's a lot of nuance to religions and just like a lot of things in life, there are the good and the bad aspects, unfortunately some people take advantage of religion to do evil deeds like many other systems/things in life really.
I keep forgetting to mention, I went to a BEAUTIFUL minster recently as part of my holiday, it was astounding in many ways. I truly felt humbled and in awe there, so at peace and in a different, far more accepting, gentler and relaxed world. Something completely unlike our modern hyper techno-urban, extremely fast paced etc world and so much more needed these days too.
I really appreciated how accepting and friendly they were there too, all the religious ministers or whatever they called? Clergies, pastors, vicars, bishops etc?
I really can't describe the beauty and "aura" of that place, it was real eye opener in many ways.
On another note, I really appreciate this profound, thought provoking, inspiring, powerful, beautiful story that Doctor Who paid IMMENSELY majestic, gorgeous, respectful tribute to as well:
https://fatheredwardbarlow.wordpress.com/2019/10/20/the-little-bird-and-the-diamond-mountain/
This has stayed with me for SO MANY years now and I will never let myself forget it, some of the most exceptional, poetic, empowering, bittersweet art I've ever seen in any form, Peter Capaldi and Murray Gold as well as the team who worked on this episode from writers, to directors, camera crew, set designers, artists, costume designers and all that, did such a phenomenal job, a truly once in a lifetime kind of miraculous wonder of media and art:
Heaven Sent isn’t just an episode of Doctor Who—it’s a miracle of television. It throws the Twelfth Doctor into the loneliest, most brutal test of his existence: trapped in a vast, shifting gothic castle, stalked by a wordless monster, forced to confess truths to buy himself mere moments of survival. And then comes the revelation: he is caught in a loop, dying and reborn again and again for over 4.5 billion years, chipping away at an impenetrable wall with nothing but his fists and his willpower, until finally, impossibly, he breaks through. It’s the story of grief, persistence, and the absolute refusal to surrender.
What makes it legendary is how every element fuses together into something transcendent. Peter Capaldi delivers perhaps the greatest performance ever given by a Doctor: alone on screen for nearly the entire runtime, he commands it with raw anguish, razor wit, searing rage, and moments of heartbreaking vulnerability. Steven Moffat’s script is pure storytelling genius, turning what could have been a simple bottle episode into a puzzle-box myth that unfolds like poetry, every beat a revelation, every twist deepening the horror and the hope. Rachel Talalay’s direction is hauntingly gothic, making every corridor and shadow feel alive with dread. And Murray Gold’s music—towering, sorrowful, triumphant—culminates in “The Shepherd’s Boy,” one of the most powerful pieces of television scoring ever written.
But what makes Heaven Sent unforgettable is how inspiring and relatable it is. The Doctor’s billions of years of repetition are a metaphor for our own struggles—those days when life feels like the same exhausting cycle, when grief or depression weighs us down, when the obstacles in front of us feel impossibly unbreakable. The castle is every dark corner of the mind, the Veil is every fear or trauma that hunts us, and the wall is every barrier that tells us we can’t go on. Yet the Doctor keeps fighting, even when it seems hopeless, even when no one is watching, because persistence—tiny, painful, patient persistence—eventually shatters the impossible.
The beauty of Heaven Sent is that it’s both utterly personal and unimaginably epic. It’s one man’s grief stretched across eternity, and a story of defiance in the face of despair. Fans celebrate it not just as one of the greatest Doctor Who stories ever told, but as one of the most brilliant hours of modern television.
Heaven Sent is Doctor Who distilled to its purest form: clever, scary, moving, and endlessly imaginative. It’s the show at its boldest and most human, a masterpiece that fans carry in their hearts like a secret flame—and a story that reminds us that even when life feels impossible, we keep punching through the wall.