"The Way Damaged People Love," Nikita Gill

"Take Me To The River,"

Al Green, 

Stop Making Sense,

The Talking Heads

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..."

Lipton, Pivot, Proust

"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--

Poem of the Day: The Poetry Foundation

"The Sun, and Moon, and Stars," Vince Bell

The sun, the moon and the stars, they make the wind blow
It took me twenty years to understand
But lost to me is how the lives of friends go
Like autumn leaves in Oklahoma wind

But it made me strong to be on my own
It never did me no harm to live all alone
Oh, but now and then in the color of the evening
Drunken in a barroom with a fan turning, 

I've come to miss a few

This afternoon was cloudy then the rains came
Third day of my first day San Miguel
Seems lately that I'm doubling as storm bait
I've been followed like a shadow through the dell

But it made me strong to be on my own
It never did me no harm to live all alone
Oh, but now and then in the color of the evening
Drunken in a barroom with a fan turning, 

I've come to miss a few

Dear friends and relations, see what I have done
I've gathered all my fingers in one place
They breathe a breath that's deadly stale 

since they tooled a song for me
I guess mechanics never really set the pace

'Cause I'm back and I'm strong, I'm here on my own
It never did me no harm to live all alone
Oh, but now and then in the color of the evening
Drunken in a barroom with a fan turning, 

I've come to miss a few

The sun, the moon and the stars, they make the wind blow
It took me twenty years to understand
But lost to me is how the lives of friends go
Like autumn leaves in Oklahoma wind

Oh, now and then, it's in the color of the evening
Drunken in a barroom with a fan turning, 

I'll come to miss a few-

Vince Bell

"If I Needed You," Townes Van Zandt

"If I Needed You"-

Townes Van Zandt 
As performed by Lyle Lovett

Justitia

Our Justitia

with rotted scales buried in

slaughtered hopes and dreams

Justitia

"Lodged," Robert Frost

Robert Frost

Nina Simone