"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



Monday, September 3, 2012

Blind...

 
"I love to see your hair shining ~ In the long summer's light
I love to watch the stars fill the sky ~ On a summer night
The music sways you take his hand
I watch how you touch him as you start to dance
And I wish I were blind ~ When I see you with your man..."
~ Bruce Springsteen

 
(Music: Bruce Springsteen ~ I Wish I Were Blind)
 
 
Ironically, the album Human Touch by Bruce Springsteen was the first music I bought twenty some years ago after Patti and I were married. At the time I had no way of knowing how prophetic the
lyrics were and how haunted I should have been by the melody.


Life turns in unexpected twists and unwelcomed happenstances and then something captures your imagination like a song which eviscerates your soul with the truth and pain invoked by the singer whose imagery is too real and emotion to honest not to cause an emotive and cognitive response – tears and reflection.
Thus the power of story, poetry and music for all who dance with the human experience and too often only in retrospect and in a conflagration of expectations know what the singer was singing and the melody was teaching.
 

“We struggle here but all our love's in vain ~ Oh these eyes that once filled me with your beauty
Now fill me with pain ~ And the light that once entered here ~ Is banished from me
And this darkness is all baby that my heart sees
And though this world is filled ~ With the grace and beauty of God's hand
Oh I wish I were blind ~ When I see you with your man…”
~ Bruce Springsteen

 

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