Oooh Feist!!

"Let It Die"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ob1CdTLDj10&NR=1


Let it die and get out of my mind
We don't see eye to eye
Or hear ear to ear

Don't you wish that we could forget that kiss
And see this for what it is
That we're not in love

The saddest part of a broken heart
Isn't the ending so much as the start

It was hard to tell just how I felt
To not recognize myself
I started to fade away

And after all it won't take long to fall in love
Now I know what I don't want
I learned that with you

The saddest part of a broken heart
Isn't the ending so much as the start
The tragedy starts from the very first spark
Losing your mind for the sake of your heart
The saddest part of a broken heart
Isn't the ending so much as the start

I dreamed of you last night
Lying next to me in green
Cheek on cold, wet blades
Beads of diamonds lining your forehead

Swift is the wind that changes minds
Fickle is the storm that turns emotion
Catch a lightning bug
You always let it go

Sing to me of your thoughts
but don't let on what you're thinking
Cuz I don't wanna know
That you would rather go

See a world where I don't exist
A place where people don't make complex
Things that aren't to begin with
Summertime all the time, livin's easy

Days in winter don't turn cold
Cuz people don't let them
Open doors, open souls
No room, no time for keeping clothed

What we know or feel
Mountains folding free, strong, bold
We could all be like that
if we wanted

Saffron moon not afraid to be
What it was created for
So we can stare in awe
I wanna stand in awe of you

You in green
Being what you were created to be

Reservations

How can I convince you it's me I don't like
And not be so indifferent to the look in your eyes
When I've always been distant
And I've always told lies for love

I'm bound by these choices so hard to make
I'm bound by the feeling so easy to fake
None of this is real enough to take me from you

Oh I've got reservations
About so many things
But not about you

I know this isn't what you were wanting me to say
How can I get closer and be further away
From the truth that proves it's beautiful to lie

I've got reservations
About so many things
But not about you
I've reservations
About so many things
But not about you
Not about you
Not about you
Not about you
It's not about you

Wilco

Natural Light, Naturally Disgusting

Why do people like eating and drinking stuff that tastes disgusting? You know like cheetos or watered-down beer. It's beyond me to understand.

"The Way of Ignorance"

"There are several kinds of ignorance that are not inherent in our nature but come instead from weaknesses of character. Paramount among these is the willful ignorance that refuses to honor as knowledge anything not subject to empirical proof. We could just as well call it materialist ignorance. This ignorance rejects useful knowledge such as traditions of imagination and religion, and so it comes across as narrow-mindedness. We have the materialist culture that afflicts us now because a world exclusively material is the kind of world most readily used and abused by the kind of mind the materialists think they have. To this kind of mind, there is no longer a legitimate wonder. Wonder has been replaced by a research agenda, which is still a world away from demonstrating the impropriety of wonder. The materialist conservationists need to tell us how a materialist culture can justify its contempt and destructiveness of material goods."
~Wendell Berry

And so after reading this, I conclude my wondering about what I know and don't know. I resign myself to being daily overwhelmed by the wonder and mystery that surrounds me; and the ginormous(for lack of a better word) amount of stuff that I will never figure out or get to experience. Berry says at the end, "of course, the way of ignorance is the way of faith". Everything in life deserves wonder, and so I will have faith that this is enough to know and be a part of. He says to accept the "wisdom of humility". This is a novel idea for me, but I see the freedom and brilliancy in this approach to life and knowledge of things.

Tonight I Met the Light

Tonight I met the light
Unrelenting, persistent did it burn
It's brilliance flushed crimson my pallid face
Suffusing virility into a barren labyrinth
Blazing through the succulent twilight
Conceiving essence, force, potency amidst sterility

Tonight I met the light
It's warmth dancing on a head of curls
Sweet, honeyed phosphorescence
Twinkling in a pair of virginal eyes
A sailing kite, string held fast in that little hand
With a will to set free when the time is right

Tonight I met the light
Purging the midnight of its blackness
Illumined crescent dripping Grace from its hem
Every scar immersed in the deluge
Transposing markings on a page into a chorus
Soul unleashed to live but fettered to love