My theme song since I was about six.
It is kind of scary how little I have progressed over the years. Or how aware I was of how hard the world is, even back then.
When I was young, it seemed that life was so wonderful,
A miracle, oh it was beautiful, magical.
And all the birds in the trees, well they’d be singing so happily,
Joyfully, playfully watching me.
But then they send me away to teach me how to be sensible,
Logical, responsible, practical.
And they showed me a world where I could be so dependable,
Clinical, intellectual, cynical.There are times when all the worlds asleep,
The questions run too deep
For such a simple man.
Wont you please, please tell me what we’ve learned
I know it sounds absurd
But please tell me who I am.Now watch what you say or they’ll be calling you a radical,
Liberal, fanatical, criminal.
Wont you sign up your name, wed like to feel you’re
Acceptable, respectable, presentable, a vegetable!At night, when all the worlds asleep,
The questions run so deep
For such a simple man.
Wont you please, please tell me what we’ve learned
I know it sounds absurd
But please tell me who I am.
Asgarda.
I LOVE this image. It seems to haunt me.
Something about this is so amazingly kick-ass. I hope it is real. Also I really wish there was an all-female guild in Warcraft called Asgarda!
My life philosophy.
“Criticism is something you can easily avoid by saying nothing, doing nothing, and being nothing.”
Here is a cute doggie pal of mine.
Akimbo.
what dreams cause me
to abandon my pillow each night?
push away each of them, in fact
since there always seem to be more than one
then wake to aching stiff neck twisted
tits and face smashed against the mattress
legs and arms akimbo
like the high pitched body of a jumper
waiting for her chalk outline
finally at rest
by Ani DiFranco
