posted September 13, 2008 06:00 PM         

But crap is crap, and music is music...

Dark or light, if its ego, its ego...

Light or dark, if its soul, its soul.

posted September 13, 2008 06:04 PM         

I have gone out, a possessed witch
haunting the black air, braver at night;
dreaming evil, I have done my hitch
over the plain houses, light by light:
lonely thing, twelve-fingered, out of mind.
A woman like that is not a woman, quite.
I have been her kind.

I have found the warm caves in the woods,
filled them with skillets, carvings, shelves,
closets, silks, innumerable goods;
fixed the suppers for the worms and the elves:
whining, rearranging the disalign.
A woman like that is misunderstood.
I have been her kind.

I have ridden in your cart, driver,
waved my nude arms at villages going by,
learning the last bright routes, survivor
where your flames still bite my thigh
and my ribs crack where your wheels wind.
A woman like that is not ashamed to die.
I have been her kind.

posted September 16, 2008 04:15 PM         

But crap is crap, and music is music...

Dark or light, if its ego, its ego...

Light or dark, if its soul, its soul."
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so true indeed...but the confusion happens when we try to follow the lie instead...the "light or dark" dilemna,

posted September 16, 2008 06:47 PM         

I am the son
and the heir
Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar
I am the son and heir
Of nothing in particular

You shut your mouth
How can you say
I go about things the wrong way
I am Human and I need to be loved
Just like everybody else does

I am the son
and the heir
Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar
I am the son and the heir
Of nothing in particular

You shut your mouth
How can you say
I go about things the wrong way
I am Human and I need to be loved
Just like everybody else does

There's a club, if you'd like to go
You could meet somebody who really loves you
So you go, and you stand on your own
And you leave on your own
And you go home
And you cry
And you want to die

When you say it's gonna happen now,
Well, when exactly do you mean?
See I've already waited too long
And all my hope is gone

I am Human And I need to be loved
Just like everybody else does

posted September 17, 2008 01:17 PM         

John Denver...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CdWX3WQR-eg&feature=related

posted September 17, 2008 04:27 PM         

here's a nice one...

Perhaps LOve
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3YnfCH7LNcM

posted September 18, 2008 08:53 AM         

6:30 winter morn
Snow keeps falling, silent dawn
A rose by any other name
Eva leaves her Swanbrook home
A kindest heart which always made
Me ashamed of my own
She walks alone but not without her name

Eva flies away
Dreams the world far away
In this cruel children's game
There's no friend to call her name
Eva sails away
Dreams the world far away
The Good in her will be my sunflower field

Mocked by man to depths of shame
Little girl with life ahead
For a memory of one kind word
She would stay among the beasts
Time for one more daring dream
Before her escape, edenbeam
We kill with her own loving heart

Eva flies away
Dreams the world far away
In this cruel children's game
There's no friend to call her name
Eva sails away
Dreams the world far away
The Good in her will be my sunflower field

posted September 18, 2008 11:33 PM         

I went to this "Open Circle" thing tonight at my local Spiritualist Church (a first time for me), and some message or idea came to me.....about listening to the light within your heart.

And other things came to me too...about how we perceive ourselves of being separate but we're not....which reminds me of my favourite clip from the movie "Powder":
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lZ-pM9qIrHM

I guess it all comes down to...finding a way to belong, to contribute, and have purpose in our world. That way we can bring the realization of what we know inside into reality, little by little......