Angel
Do you know the song Angel, by Sarah McLachlan? I find solitude in this song, some kind of a sanctuary where I can curl up like a fetus "in the arms of the angel" and imagine myself being "pulled from the wreckage of silent reverie", and how peaceful it is to be "empty and weightless".
For this is a cruel world we live in. "Everywhere you turn there’s vultures and thieves at your back."
But in the arms of the angel, I’ll fly away from here. From this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness that I fear. I was pulled from the wreckage of my silent reverie. I’m in the arms of the angel, and may I find some comfort here.
May I find some comfort here.
crap... | Comment (0)No Fair Weather Friend
Birthday present from Rosemary:
We share a culture, same vernacular love of
physical humor and time spent alone… You with
your penchant for spontaneous advents, for sticky
unrests be unearthed and then gone…
You are a spirit that knows of no limit
Who knows of no ceiling, who balks at dead ends…
You are a wordsmith who cares for her sisters
Not seduced by illusions or fair weather friends.
You make the knees of my bees weak(From Knees of My Bees by Alanis Morissette)
Friends are for ever. Thank you, Rosemary, my young apprentice 
Keep up the good work with the firing thing… See you at the fire escape.