On The Edge Of Reason

On the Edge of Reason
After her Softest Treason's.

Silence

Haven't blogged for a long time,

There is so much to say, so much in my head,

So much that will remain unsaid;

Oh those wasted years, all that wasted time

But on the other hand:

I think of Rilke going for years without writing a word,

and then producing in a matter of weeks,

in a castle besieged by the sea "The Duino Elegies".

Even silence is preparation .

Jumping Jacks Flash!!!!

Come to the edge.
We might fall.
Come to the edge.
It’s too high!

COME TO THE EDGE!
And they came,
and he pushed,
and they flew.
~ Christopher Logue

"But I say: That which is falling should also be pushed!

And him you do not teach to fly, teach - to fall faster!"

~Neitsche

When The Road Becomes My Bride....

When the Road becomes my Bride
and the earth becomes my throne
I adapt to the unknown
Under wandering stars Ive grown
By myself but not alone

Off the beaten path I reign
Rover wanderer
Nomad vagabond
Anywhere I may roam
Where I lay my head is home

- Lyrics adapted from Metallica's Wherever I May Roam

Searching for Shangri-La...

My Shangri-La beneath the summer moon,
I will return again
Sure as the dust that floats high in June,
when movin' through Kashmir.

Sometimes The Lights All Shining On Me..

Sometimes the lights all shining on me
Other times I can barely see
Lately it occurs to me
What a long strange trip it's been

- Truckin by The Greatful Dead

Breaking The Habit