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Geek Love ~ Katherine Dunn.
Listening to: Weathered ~ Creed. I can't believe it. I'm listening to Creed...I can't decide if I should be impressed that I've been won over to the cause or disgusted...
(Not so) Obligatory Creed Lyrics
To what do I owe this gift my friend?
My life, my love, my soul?
I've been dancing with the devil way too long
And it's making me grow old
Making me grow old
Let's leave...oh let's get away
Get lost in time
Where's there no reason to hide
Let's leave...oh let's get away
Run in fields of time
Where there's no reason to hide...
What are you going to do with your gift dear child?
Give life, give love, give soul?
Divided is the one who dances
For the soul is so exposed
So exposed
Let's leave...oh let's get away
Get lost in time
Where's there no reason to hide
Let's leave...oh let's get away
Run in fields of time
Where there's no reason to hide...
There is no reason to hide
No reason to hide
~ "Hide"
My god. I could turn into such a (melo)drama queen right now. I could give in to each and every little thing that I feel right now and it would be worse than a soap opera ~ especially if you think Passions.
What do I think I am? Fifteen and a slave to my every confused emotion? :::grin:::
(Huh. I wonder what that Cherokee prayer translates to on 'Who's Got My Back?' I'll have to see if I can find it...I love the sound of Cherokee. I love the sound of several languages, actually. Welsh. Old English...)
Geez...I'm rambling.
Gotta say something about these last few weeks: I feel alive again. A new found friend feels as if he's been a part of my soul forever ~ and will be, no matter what happens. I've picked up my guitar again after nearly twelve years and this time, I'm playing for fun. I'm singing.
I think I've even found my faith again. I've talked. I've asked. I've gotten my answers within three hours. Hard to ignore that, even if I don't know exactly 'who' or 'what' answered them. I've generally just addressed who/what~ever as 'y'all.' Heh.
There is so much swirling around my head (maybe even my heart too ~ as I just tried to type). Eh, I guess it'll just have to swirl around like a centrifuge until things are distilled enough for me to make sense of them.
Alright, I think I'll take my tired, confused, rambling and swirly self to bed. I just wish I didn't have to be alone in it. :::Sigh:::
You know, so many people out there seem to want a fairy tale. They want the castle; the glass slipper, the knight in shining armor, the princess...
I don't want a fantasy. I don't want perfection. I just want reality. I want my real guy and all that entails, good and bad.
I feel like Hobbes when I say that. Calvin asked Hobbes once what he wished for and the answer was, "a tuna fish sandwich." That sent Calvin into a fit ~ he couldn't understand why Hobbes didn't wish for something like world domination. Next thing you know, Hobbes is munching on a tuna sandwich and he tells Calvin, "I got my wish."
Ah. Maybe someday.
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