Jul 20, 2007 22:58
Hmm. Wonder how I ended up here. Told myself a long time ago this as not where I would be. But like the person I am, I promptly wound up here. Hmm. Interesting.
Maybe Stevie is right? Do you think? Like the whole blind being able to see the truth. Teiresias of music? Maybe. "I Beleive When I Fall...."
Nah.
Beating On Death's Door. Though a rather brutal name, this song has some amazing instrumental qualities. However, that is not what caught my attention. The words the singer rasps forth are very deep and metaphorical, but also straight foreward. You rock Blythe. Sing that song. We all have a Patron Saint of Fools.
I feel weird. Like my stomach is gone or something. Huh.
It's coming. Soon it will be full circle. More and more I see it.
Rache Traumen. Haben Sie ein Angst?
Fly on Albatross. Fly on.
I'm staring. Sigh. And as I stare, I'm counting. Counting the webs from all the spiders. They're catching things. And eating their insides.
Tuesday's gone with the wind.
Fly By Night!
Rod Stewart is a wise man. I hope he writes his own stuff. Cause then it wouldn't be him who is wise. But I'm pretty sure he does. Rod, you sage of a bard.
Still staring.