songs of confession.
songs of profession.
songs of the heart.
song lyrics.
twisted lyrics.
twisted words.
twisted tongue.
untwisted. retwisted.
for the things that i can't say out loud ...
songs of comfort. songs of transport. road signs. roadways. ways to listen to my heart.
20110221
For:
Ana Cruz Loredo-Lim,
For Isay and Gee,
Jesi, Teddy, Gie,
Alan and Coffee,
Jhe, Quito and me
my mountain and plains homes of
Baguio and Makiling and Bulacan,
and my friends inhabiting
these magical places and my life
for my son Joshua
for "my" life
for me
for You
Makin' it Ooh-ooh-ooh Makin' it
I'm solid gold I've got the goods They stand when I walk Through the neighborhoods
I'm makin' it I've got the chance I'm takin' it No more, no more Fakin' it This time in life I'm makin' it (oh-oh-oh) Makin' it
Hello uptown Goodbye poverty The top of the ladder is waiting for me I'm makin' it I've got the chance I'm takin' it No more, no more Fakin' it This time in life I'm makin' it (oh-oh-oh)
Listen everyone here This coming year's gonna be my year I'm as bad as they come Number two to no one I've got looks, I've got brains And I'm breakin' these chains Make some room now dig what you see Success is mine I've got the key I'm makin' it
20100201
today's phone-in
You can expect to spend some time dealing with matters concerning work today, but not necessarily your career, Aries. There could be some time devoted to "working things out" with someone, because there is an emphasis on fairness and playing by the rules that seems to be of importance today. It's one of those times when things have to be done the right way, even if it is the hard way. If in competition, don't lower yourself by taking on one with a lower level of skill: you might lose your reputation by winning the game.
The Farewell
And now it was evening.
And Almitra the seeress said, "Blessed be this day and this place and your spirit that has spoken."
And he answered, Was it I who spoke? Was I not also a listener?
Then he descended the steps of the Temple and all the people followed him. And he reached his ship and stood upon the deck.
And facing the people again, he raised his voice and said:
People of Orphalese, the wind bids me leave you.
Less hasty am I than the wind, yet I must go.
We wanderers, ever seeking the lonelier way, begin no day where we have ended another day; and no sunrise finds us where sunset left us.
Even while the earth sleeps we travel.
We are the seeds of the tenacious plant, and it is in our ripeness and our fullness of heart that we are given to the wind and are scattered.
Brief were my days among you, and briefer still the words I have spoken.
But should my voice fade in your ears, and my love vanish in your memory, then I will come again,
And with a richer heart and lips more yielding to the spirit will I speak.
Yea, I shall return with the tide,
And though death may hide me, and the greater silence enfold me, yet again will I seek your understanding.
And not in vain will I seek.
If aught I have said is truth, that truth shall reveal itself in a clearer voice, and in words more kin to your thoughts.
I go with the wind, people of Orphalese, but not down into emptiness;
And if this day is not a fulfillment of your needs and my love, then let it be a promise till another day. Know therefore, that from the greater silence I shall return.
The mist that drifts away at dawn, leaving but dew in the fields, shall rise and gather into a cloud and then fall down in rain.
And not unlike the mist have I been.
In the stillness of the night I have walked in your streets, and my spirit has entered your houses,
And your heart-beats were in my heart, and your breath was upon my face, and I knew you all.
Ay, I knew your joy and your pain, and in your sleep your dreams were my dreams.
And oftentimes I was among you a lake among the mountains.
I mirrored the summits in you and the bending slopes, and even the passing flocks of your thoughts and your desires.
And to my silence came the laughter of your children in streams, and the longing of your youths in rivers.
And when they reached my depth the streams and the rivers ceased not yet to sing.
But sweeter still than laughter and greater than longing came to me.
It was boundless in you;
The vast man in whom you are all but cells and sinews;
He in whose chant all your singing is but a soundless throbbing.
It is in the vast man that you are vast,
And in beholding him that I beheld you and loved you.
For what distances can love reach that are not in that vast sphere?
What visions, what expectations and what presumptions can outsoar that flight?
Like a giant oak tree covered with apple blossoms is the vast man in you.
His mind binds you to the earth, his fragrance lifts you into space, and in his durability you are deathless.
You have been told that, even like a chain, you are as weak as your weakest link.
This is but half the truth. You are also as strong as your strongest link.
To measure you by your smallest deed is to reckon the power of ocean by the frailty of its foam.
To judge you by your failures is to cast blame upon the seasons for their inconsistency.
Ay, you are like an ocean,
And though heavy-grounded ships await the tide upon your shores, yet, even like an ocean, you cannot hasten your tides.
And like the seasons you are also,
And though in your winter you deny your spring,
Yet spring, reposing within you, smiles in her drowsiness and is not offended.
Think not I say these things in order that you may say the one to the other, "He praised us well. He saw but the good in us."
I only speak to you in words of that which you yourselves know in thought.
And what is word knowledge but a shadow of wordless knowledge?
Your thoughts and my words are waves from a sealed memory that keeps records of our yesterdays,
And of the ancient days when the earth knew not us nor herself,
And of nights when earth was upwrought with confusion,
Wise men have come to you to give you of their wisdom. I came to take of your wisdom:
And behold I have found that which is greater than wisdom.
It is a flame spirit in you ever gathering more of itself,
While you, heedless of its expansion, bewail the withering of your days.
It is life in quest of life in bodies that fear the grave.
There are no graves here.
Bach: Cantata, BWV 147, Jesu, Joy of Man's Desiring
autumnal and vernal hid in frigid mounts reached sun-drenched lands touched, finger by finger
now grabbed again
by the shoulder
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shake me awake for I am now knocking at my own door
I do not want in yet
I was never really afraid until now
this at least I deserve.
In the end i would have to say goodbye afterall
In this proud land we grew up strong We were wanted all along I was taught to fight, taught to win I never thought I could fail
No fight left or so it seems I am a man whose dreams have all deserted I've changed my face, I've changed my name But no one wants you when you lose
Don't give up 'cos you have friends Don't give up You're not beaten yet Don't give up I know you can make it good
Though I saw it all around Never thought I could be affected Thought that we'd be the last to go It is so strange the way things turn
Drove the night toward my home The place that I was born, on the lakeside As daylight broke, I saw the earth The trees had burned down to the ground
Don't give up You still have us Don't give up We don't need much of anything Don't give up 'cause somewhere there's a place Where we belong
Rest your head You worry too much It's going to be alright When times get rough You can fall back on us Don't give up Please don't give up
'got to walk out of here I can't take anymore Going to stand on that bridge Keep my eyes down below Whatever may come And whatever may go That river's flowing That river's flowing
Moved on to another town Tried hard to settle down For every job, so many men So many men no-one needs
Don't give up 'cause you have friends Don't give up You're not the only one Don't give up No reason to be ashamed Don't give up You still have us Don't give up now We're proud of who you are Don't give up You know it's never been easy Don't give up 'cause I believe there's the a place There's a place where we belong
