June 2012
Woman of the World
Michael Hedges
“Woman Of The World” performed by Michael Hedges
(Music and lyrics by Michael Hedges, Copyright 1985)
Woman of the World
The woman of the world turns slowly
Days are drawn—seasons start to change
She finds that natural boundary
Her eyes change color—sounds begin to fade
I slowly turn away…
from the woman of the world
The woman of the world holds me
to colder courses farther out to sea
where no one really knows me
and if the anchor’s out boarders love and leave
She’s waiting on the beach…
my woman of the world
No one hears the way she whispers every changing season
Through every falling rain I listen without reason…
without reason…
’till the woman of the world shows me
the secret seed she planted in my heart
Her breath is cool to sway me
Roots shoot down
Her eyes begin to shine
My love runs leaf and vine
through the woman of the world…
Haiku Koo-Koo
Sweltering summer
Suddenly a soft Zephyr
And I dare not move
Questions
When you get to the end
You will discover that you
Already knew the answer
The Rootwitch
Michael Hedges
“The Rootwitch” by Michael Hedges from his album, “Taproot”
(A song dedicated to his chiropractor)
Did you know that you can bite off your finger as easily as you can bite a carrot? But your brain is like "No, don't eat your finger." So that's why you can't.
My Dashboard is Funny!
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Haiku Koo-Koo
The ram in the pen
His thick, twisting horns so wide
Wooly confidence
My Dashboard is Funny!
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Lost In Real Time
Daddy don’t always know best
Your momma’s not a saint
Don’t know yet just who you are
You just know who you ain’t
Old Jellico, Puddle Jumper, Dead Man's Hill
Béla Fleck
“Old Jellico, Puddle Jumper, Dead Man’s Hill” by Béla Fleck
from “Bluegrass Sessions Tales from the Acoustic Planet”
what if there was a historical typo and it was actually Jack The Stripper (CLICK IT!)
“My suggestion is that whenever you have to choose, always choose the unknown, because the known you have already lived. Never miss the unknown. Always choose the unknown and go headlong. Even if you suffer, it is worth it — it always pays.”
—
Osho (via wildhorsescouldntdragmeaway)
Also helpful when reading the menu in a new restaurant.
Haiku Koo-Koo
High in summer blue
Jet leaving a white contrail
Looking, feeling small
