You Probably Shouldn’t Be Hearing This (It Probably Shouldn’t Exist) -2/11/05

The plans of mice and men so often are
All seeming strong and stable, robed in pow’r.
They’re fixed above our heads just like a star
And by their movement we can tell the hour.

They stand like mountains nigh the changing sea
By our comparison to which they seem
Te be much brighter, standing by decree
As all the Truth in this: the World of Dream.

But what if mountains fall and stars take flight
And chances lost are wasted for all time
Because the heart unready for the height
Did not attempt the dizz’ying dazz’ling climb?

I guess that what I want to know is this:
Can we give to ourselves the Judas Kiss?