Shakespeare, music (my ipod), pilgrimages, theater, dance parties, Pablo Neruda, beer, cheese and chocolate!
YOU!
'Oh my, my, oh hell yes, you got to put on that party dress.' --'Woh, Mexico, it sounds so simple, I just got to go.'-- 'Fuckin' and fightin', it's all the same.'-- 'I want you, I want you so bad It’s driving me mad, it’s driving me mad.'--'I would still reach out with left over legs.' --'It's these expressions I never give That keep me searching for a heart of gold'--'She got diamonds on the soles of her shoes, Well that's one way to lose these Walking blues,'--'I hear in my mind all of these words I hear in my mind all this music And it breaks my heart' --'And If I had a million dollars I'd buy your loooooooove.' -- 'Come up to meet you, Tell you I’m sorry, You don’t know how lovely you are' -- 'You probably thought I had more upstairs. I disappoint you.' -- 'And if I lived until I was 102, I just don't think I'll ever get over you.' -- 'Everybody knows that you've been faithful, Ah give or take a night or two' -- 'And you'll be here to see it. Stand and breathe it all the day. ' -- 'If I were the king of the world Tell you what I'd do I'd throw away the cars and the bars and the war Make sweet love to you' -- 'Let em' in on your secret heart This very secret That you're trying to conceal Is the very same one That you're dying to reveal'-- 'I'm holding my heart out, but clutching it too.' -- 'And I like it natural, No need for chemicals.' -- 'Honey let me be your salty dog' -- 'Pull me out from inside I am folded, and unfolded, and unfolding I am colorblind'-- 'And mother always told me be careful of who you love And be careful of what you do 'cause the lie becomes the truth' -- 'Look out kid You're gonna get hit But users, cheaters Six-time losers Hang around the theaters' --'I heard it through the grapevine Not much longer would you be mine.' -- 'wont you give me three steps, Gimme three steps mister,' -- 'It's too bad You saw me naked' --
Then said Almitra, "Speak to us of Love."And he raised his head and looked upon the people, and there fell a stillness upon them.And with a great voice he said:When love beckons to you follow him,Though his ways are hard and steep.And when his wings enfold you yield to him,Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you.And when he speaks to you believe in him,Though his voice may shatter your dreams as the north wind lays waste the garden.For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you. Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning.Even as he ascends to your height and caresses your tenderest branches that quiver in the sun,So shall he descend to your roots and shake them in their clinging to the earth.Like sheaves of corn he gathers you unto himself.He threshes you to make you naked.He sifts you to free you from your husks.He grinds you to whiteness.He kneads you until you are pliant;And then he assigns you to his sacred fire, that you may become sacred bread for God's sacred feast.All these things shall love do unto you that you may know the secrets of your heart, and in that knowledge become a fragment of Life's heart.But if in your fear you would seek only love's peace and love's pleasure,Then it is better for you that you cover your nakedness and pass out of love's threshing-floor,Into the seasonless world where you shall laugh, but not all of your laughter, and weep, but not all of your tears.Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself.Love possesses not nor would it be possessed;For love is sufficient unto love.When you love you should not say, "God is in my heart," but rather, I am in the heart of God."And think not you can direct the course of love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course.Love has no other desire but to fulfil itself.But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires:To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.To know the pain of too much tenderness.To be wounded by your own understanding of love;And to bleed willingly and joyfully.To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving;To rest at the noon hour and meditate love's ecstasy;To return home at eventide with gratitude;And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips.
In honor of Laura Coover (my new friend): Salty Dog, Salty Dog, I don't wanna be your any dog Honey let me be your salty dog!