"Take Me To The River,"
Al Green,
Stop Making Sense,
The Talking Heads
Sunday, January 13, 2019
Wednesday, January 2, 2019
Questionnaire
What is your favorite word?
Love
What is your least favorite word?
Hate
What turns you on creatively, spiritually or emotionally?
God
What turns you off?
Cruelty
What is your favorite curse word?
A-hole
What sound or noise do you love?
Happiness
What sound or noise do you hate?
Heartbreak/Suffering
What profession other than your own
would you like to attempt?
Construction worker.
I've always wanted to build things...
What profession would you not like to do?
At this point in my life, any desk job...
If Heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say
when you arrive at the Pearly Gates?
"You did your best..."
Tuesday, January 1, 2019
"To the New Year," W.S. Merwin
With what stillness at last
you appear in the valley
your first sunlight reaching down
to touch the tips of a few
high leaves that do not stir
as though they had not noticed
and did not know you at all
then the voice of a dove calls
from far away in itself
to the hush of the morning
So this is the sound of you
here and now whether or not
anyone hears it this is
where we have come with our age
our knowledge such as it is
and our hopes such as they are
invisible before us
untouched and still possible--
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