Our Thoughts and Feelings
Wednesday, February 04, 2004
Lyrics to 'The Late Show' by Jackson Browne.

I've decided to add my comments to these lyrics....

Everyone I've ever known has wished me well
Anyway that's how it seems, it's hard to tell
Maybe people only ask you how you're doing
'Cause that's easier than letting on how little they could care

...I think this is a great line! And true, of course. ;-)

But when you know that you've got a real friend somewhere
Suddenly all the others are so much easier to bear

...When I heard this again recently, I thought of you. :-)

Now to see things clear it's hard enough I know
While you're waiting for reality to show
Without dreaming of the perfect love
And holding it so far above
That if you stumbled onto someone real, you'd never know
(You'd never know)
You could be with somebody who is lonely too
(Sometimes it doesn't show)
He might be trying to get across to you
(Words can be so slow)
When your own emptiness is all that's getting through
There comes a point when you're not sure why you're still talking
I passed that point long ago
(Long ago)
Now I'm so tired of all this circling
And all these glimpses of the end
(You know it's useless to pretend)
That's all the voices say:
"You'll go right on circling
Until you've found some kind of friend"

I saw you through the laughter and the noise
You were talking with the soldiers and the boys

While they scuffled for your weary smiles
...This is such a great line too! It says SO much in just a few words.

I thought of all the empty miles
And the years that I've spent looking for your eyes

...This also occured to me recently --- all the years I've spent looking for your eyes...
(Looking for your eyes)
And now I'm sitting here wondering what to say
(That you might recognize)
Afraid that all these words might scare you away
...I felt like this many times too. Thinking that I could drive you away with all I say about how I feel.

(And break through the disguise)
No one ever talks about their feelings anyway
Without dressing them in dreams and laughter
I guess it's just too painful otherwise

... This is certainly true of me. You're the first person to have opened me up like this.
It's like you're standing in the window
Of a house nobody lives in
And I'm sitting in a car across the way
(Let's just say)
It's an early model Chevrolet
(Let's just say)
It's a warm and windy day
You go and pack your sorrow
The trash man comes tomorrow
Leave it at the curb and we'll just roll away ...;-)

Yesterday I wanted so much to tell you how I felt. I was so "filled" with you that I felt I could hardly breathe. It's like my chest is a cup and it's overflowing. And it's not an ache. I wish you could feel this, it's incredible!

Tuesday, October 07, 2003
I found a new spell. One recommended by Rumi. In the poem 'The City Of Saba', he writes,

But there is a cure,
An individual medicine,
not a social remedy:

sit quietly,
and listen for a voice within
that will say,
'Be more silent'.

As that happens,
your soul starts to revive.

So I took his advice and sat in silence with my ache. We are friends now. I am not trying to cast him out and he no longer has a sinister smile.

Monday, October 06, 2003
I wonder if you can teach 'grief management' to people when they're young. So when their heart is broken, they know how to deal with it. I could have used it.
Wednesday, July 16, 2003
Okay. Thinking about your "cruel God" comments. Got an email awhile back. Looked for it, can't find it. Maybe you saw it? Talked about Cold/Hot, Dark/Light, and Evil. Ring a bell?


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