intentions
I really did have every intention of writing something morbid. Then I had a really nice day: like my job, had dinner with a new friend that was full of great conversation, and still have my legs.
So, I guess the most morbid thing I can share (that was talked about tonight) is the entire concept that life is pain. It's always true, just today I see the pain in it's beauty. How could I try to transcend something so pretty and shiny as this pain?
So, I guess the most morbid thing I can share (that was talked about tonight) is the entire concept that life is pain. It's always true, just today I see the pain in it's beauty. How could I try to transcend something so pretty and shiny as this pain?
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By Raymie, at 9:28 PM
i had to leave the house of fashion
and go forth naked from its doors
'cause women should be allies
and not competitors
i had to leave the house of god
because the cross replaced the wheel
and the goddesses were all out in the garden
with the plants that nurture and heal
i had to leave the house of privilege
spend christmas homeless and feeling bad
to learn privilege is a headache
that you don't know that you don't have
i had to leave the house of television
to start noticing the clouds
it's amazing the stuff you see when
you finally shed that shroud
i had leave the house of conformity
in order to make art
i had to be more and less true
to learn to tell the two apart
i had to leave the house of fear
just about as soon as i could crawl
ignore my face on a wanted poster
stuck to the post office wall
i had leave the house of self-importance
to doodle my first tattoo
to realize a tattoo is no more permanent
than i am, and who
ever said that life is suffering
i think they had their finger on the pulse of joy
aint the power of transcendence
the greatest one we can employ
this post just reminded me of this song bear.
it's called "shroud" by ani difranco. currently unreleased
By Raymie, at 9:31 PM
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