"The world breaks every one and afterward many are strong at the broken places. But those that will not break it kills. It kills the very good and the very gentle and the very brave impartially. If you are none of these you can be sure it will kill you too but there will be no special hurry."
~ Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell To Arms



"Our lives disconnect and reconnect, we move on, and later we may touch one another, again bounce away. This is the felt shape of a human life, neither simply linear nor wholly disjunctive nor endlessly bifurcating, but rather this bouncey sequence of bumping into's and tumblings apart."
~ Salman Rushdie, The Ground Beneath Her Feet



Thursday, February 4, 2010

Divine Milieu Interlude After All That Heavy Stuff...Kasey Chambers - Wildflower...Beautiful Song...



I'm a wildflower by the highway,
Up against the rain
I'm an old man, growing tired,
Getting used to the pain,

I'm a wildflower in a garden,
Tended everyday,
I'm an old dog, hard to love,
And even harder to change.

But it's no time to be slowing down,
It's no time to be turning 'round,
You could blow a hole right through this town
If I don't ever let you down,

I'm a wildflower by the streetlight
Where the night begins,
I'm an old house, barely breathing,
As the walls fall in.

But it's no time to be slowing down,
It's no time to be turning 'round,
You could blow a hole right through this town
If I don't ever let you down,

I'm a wildflower, and I'm an old man.
There's so much in between

And it's no time to be standing by
it's no time to be asking why
You could blow a hole right through this town
If I don't let you down…
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