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"I think, am sure, a brother's love exceeds all the world's loves in its unworldliness.
Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes.
How can you know my sorrow?
If one does not possess what one loves, one should love what one has.
Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart.
Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind.
Alas! The love of women! It is known to be a lovely and a fearful thing.
To love again, and be again undone."
Where we're tied down to a way of life, how difficult is it really to detach? Many are bound by family, finances, physical restrictions. Some are mentally chained in fear and co-dependency. What does it take to jump off that cliff edge and try to make it to the other side of the ravine?
Courage? Certainly some- it's a huge leap in most cases. Too far in others.
Assurances? Perhaps it helps to know that one won't be alone in the onward journey.
Safety? It's certainly going to be less scary if there's a safety net, with people willing to catch you, arms outstretched.
Encouragement? Wise and comforting words can ease the trepidation, build belief and engender hope.
Trust? Yes, trust. trust in those who are waiting on the other side. It has to be absolute. It has to be so solid you could shape anvils on it. It is the most fundamental component of the risk assessment. Without trust, none of the rest really matters, to me.
And once we take that leap, what then? Is there a plan? Might be good to have a goal, some objectives. Some idea of where to go next, otherwise there's a danger of becoming lost, trapped, abused. But then where do we call 'home'? Do we seek another permanent place to call our own, or do we just live in the world, they way we once did? Can you hunt, grow, shelter and feed yourself? Most can't.
So then what's to become of those that make the leap, then land safely, can care for themselves and are now free to fly?
They can be and do anything they want. Anything.
And the road becomes my bride
I have stripped of all but pride
So in her I do confide
And she keeps me satisfied
Gives me all I need
And with dust in throat I crave
Only knowledge will I save
To this game you stay a slave
Rover, wanderer
Nomad, vagabond
Call me what you will
But I'll take my time anywhere
Free to speak my mind anywhere
Never find anywhere
Anywhere I may roam
Where I lay my head is home
And the earth becomes my throne
I adapt to the unknown
Under wandering stars I've grown
By myself but not alone
I ask no one
And my ties are severed clean
The less I have the more I gain
Off the beaten path I reign
Rover wanderer
Nomad vagabond
Call me what you will
But I'll take my time anywhere
I'm free to speak my mind anywhere
Nevermind anywhere
Anywhere I may roam
Where I lay my head is home
But I'll take my time anywhere
Free to speak my mind
Nevemind anywhere
Anywhere I may roam
Where I lay my head is home (fuck yeah)
But I'll take my time anywhere
Free to speak my mind anywhere
Nevemind anywhere
Anywhere I may roam
Where I lay my head is home
Carved upon my stone
My body lie, but still I roam yeah yeah
Wherever I may roam
Wherever I may roam
Wherever I may roam
Wherever I may wander
(Wander, wander)
Wherever I may roam (yeah yeah yeah)
I’ve always loved his music. I grew up with it. I have an “easy R&B“ playlist from the 70s/80s… And you better believe there’s a lot of The Commodores and Lionel Richie on it. 😁
Damn right we do. And even give people a reason to smile.
-does the BunBun wiggle-
PRIVATE ENTRY
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Reorganizing my journal had me feeling a bit... nostalgic. lol
Anyway, while I may not have been born in Kentucky, the sentiment is the same.
This is where I was just a few short weeks ago and although much improved, this song speaks of where my heart was at the time of climbing back out of that grave. So now I do have friends to help me now, which is nice. :)
I really like this beatbox version the best, along with the swamp blues vibe that I also am a fan of.
Man of Constant Sorrow.
I am a man of constant sorrow
I’ve seen trouble all my days
I bid farewell to old Kentucky
The place where I was borned and raised
(The place where he was borned and raised)
For six long years I’ve been in trouble
No pleasure here on earth I find
For in this world I’m bound to ramble
I have no friends to help me now
(He has no friends to help him now)
It’s fare thee well my own true lover
I never expect to see you again
For I’m bound to ride that northern railroad
Perhaps I’ll die upon this train
(Perhaps he’ll die upon this train)
You can bury me in some deep valley
For many years where I may lay
Then you may learn to love another
While I am sleeping in my grave
(While he is sleeping in his grave)
Maybe your friends think I’m just a stranger
My face you’ll never will see no more
But there is one promise that is given
I’ll meet you on God’s golden shore
(He’ll meet you on God’s golden shore)
I suspect many here will have seen the movie Lost Boys, but if you haven't, it's worth a watch. It still holds up and ya gotta love the Frog brothers.
My favorite song from the soundtrack is Cry Little Sister.
Lyrics
'Thou shalt not kill.
Thou shalt not die.'
Cry!
Last fire will rise
Behind those eyes.
Black house will rock,
Blind boys don't lie.
Immortal fear,
That voice so clear.
Through broken walls,
That scream I hear.
Cry, little sister! (Thou shalt not fall)
Come, come to your brother! (Thou shalt not die)
Unchain me, sister! (Thou shalt not fear)
Love is with your brother! (Thou shalt not kill)
Blue masquerade,
Strangers look on.
When will they learn
This loneliness?
Temptation heat
Beats like a drum.
Deep in your veins,
I will not lie,
Little sister! (Thou shalt not fall)
Come, come to your brother! (Thou shalt not die)
Unchain me, sister! (Thou shalt not fear)
Love is with your brother! (Thou shalt not kill)
My Shangri-Las,
I can't forget
Why you were mine.
I need you now!
Cry, little sister! (Thou shalt not fall)
Come, come to your brother! (Thou shalt not die)
Unchain me, sister! (Thou shalt not fear)
Love is with your brother! (Thou shalt not kill)
Cry, little sister! (Thou shalt not fall)
Come, come to your brother! (Thou shalt not die)
Unchain me, sister! (Thou shalt not fear)
Love is with your brother! (Thou shalt not kill)
I'm not quite sure why this calls to me at a certain level, but I think I know why. I just don't want to make assumptions too readily.
It's quite odd how many coincidences are cropping up lately. Timings that I would have normally passed off as pure chance, words with two meanings and now, layered impressions through digital media.
I'd once considered how digital files could be imbued with an essence, or a carrier wave or some other non-scientific bunk, but on occasion, it's hard to discount certain feelings. Possibly, probably, it's just some unconscious interpretation and I have to remember, it's not about me, not specifically.
COMMENTS
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Cadrewolf2
01:57 Sep 27 2024
Great inspiration for without love, we would not feel sorrow for the dead or the ones that got away.
STABB666
02:12 Sep 27 2024
I think it's meant more in ironic jest.