1/05/2005

seany boy

People are funny. Why are we so afraid of what we don't understand? We are so afraid to take risks, to be vulnerable, to express how we really feel. And finally, when the time is right, it is too late. Those people are gone. The only thing left is regret.
Here's to no regrets....
***
Had dinner with two of my heroes tonight. Our annimated conversation was energizing. We all opted for dessert, something I rarely do, and the discussion turned to comparing relationships to homemade pie--each one is a little different. We talked of savoring each bite, knowing that after the last bite it would be gone forever.
"But if the restaurant has a recipe, shouldn't it taste the same?" I asked.
The young friend to my right thought about it, "No. Nope. Besides Rad-e-mac," she sighed raising her cheesecake laden fork, "it's time for you to try out a new restaurant."
Huh. Good, honest advice from a 17 year-old.
***
It's funny we all find out we die
supposedly our souls head for the sky

But I'll proove to me and not them
I'll find a place inside the wind
Seany boy, better get yerself in school.

People who know so much about this life
they love to stab and jab you with that knife
but the knive's too short to penetrate
'cause my mind's too small to calculate
Seany boy, better get yourself in school.



1/04/2005

"losing end of distance"

A strange day of strange happenstance. The powers of the universe awoke from some hibernating sleep—They stretched and yawned. But I’ve been wide awake. I was not dreaming.

Each interaction today was like a scene from Pocahontas when the Mother Willow lifted her branches and told the young girl to ‘listen to the wind and she would understand’. Spinning and spinning. No, this was not a Disney day. Definitely not. Too coincidental. And just as in my dreams when I wake seconds before I die, I at last understand, just for a moment. But then there is the next moment to comprehend…and the next….

Found a new album at the library Sunday from the good old days-- Seventeen a live acoustic show by Sean Kelly and Tom Askin of The Samples, I can’t seem to put it down today. Songs like “seventeen”, “Indiana”, ”When the day is done” and “Seany Boy” . Hell, they are all great. Here are just a few lyrics from one tune:

“losing end of distance” lyrics and music by Sean Kelly

I’ve been on the losing end of distance
A little too far to be close
On every corner I’ll be looking
Wiping my tears away

I’ve been looking everywhere for you
I’ve been looking everywhere for you
Nevermind the streetlights
Or every shadows shaped like you
Every call keeps me running to the phone
Operator, tell me how to get this off of me

I’ve been looking everywhere for you
I’ve been looking everywhere for you
I’ve been waiting all my life
Never holding on
Never holding on too tight…

Purple rose that wilts away
Leaving me behind
Because my love was there to stay
It’s up for you to find…


No school tomorrow. I have not set my alarm clock in weeks. Yay.

1/03/2005

just a hair shy of amazing...

but not quite.

ask me about:
the colour of my eyes in aquamarine hottubs
wolf cave
sleep comas
crystal singing bowls
drinking beer and bowling with former students
the new belle and sebastian album
Lilly's concerned look, hands palms out and tiny voice asking me if I am "ok"
whether to work or not to work....