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"I'm writing a song all about you
a true song as real as my tears
but you've no need to fear it
cause no one will hear it
sad songs and waltzes aren't selling this year"


~ Cake ~





digging in... dreaming of sharing the illusion of love again gives me the strength to face the music and take a bite out of crime (even if it leaves odd cliches and metaphors in my teeth)... anybody got a good toothpick?...

s'ok, I'll just go on with stuff in my teeth if I have to J
(no matter how much damage... after the storm, we can smile about surviving)

and even more, finding the words to express the experience, whether the emotions were euphoric or misery, sheer ecstasy or torturous agony, the act of expression is the heart of the healing process for me... and songs have been the right key to the locks negatvity would place on my heart and mind and soul and spirit and dreams... kick it into gear boys, the girl's getting over it... omigish, did I say that?... hope you don't mind a few giggles J

"I'll tell all about how you cheated
I'd like for the whole world to hear
I'd like to get even
with you cause you're leavin'
but sad songs and waltzes aren't selling this year"

time is doing it's thing... the healing thing... not just time, but definitely... yes, definitely helps too (not to mention irreverence)... goofy and silly as well... but seriously, it's really pretty wonderful to survive and the irony is that the worse the peril or pain, the more amazingly wonderful the feeling of survival can be, and more... it's what survives... the desire to live again... the desire to love again... the desire to laugh again... and more, the ability... ready, willing, and able... the three must-have-tears J

but don't get me wrong, it really is sad... misery ain't easy... and healing this time has taken more energy and strength than I knew I had... mostly because I was not about to leave anything good behind and there was so much good...

oh yes... the key of memory... out goes the bad air, in goes the good, wheeee... make it the memory you know it should be... the child inside stretches... wings slowly uncurl and wave in the wind... it tickles J

(and seriously again... scars do that when they are finally healing) J

"it's a good thing that I'm not a star
you don't know how lucky you are
though my record may say it
no one will play it
sad songs and waltzes aren't selling this year"

this song is so much me... I probably wrote it in another life... maybe even in this life... ironically, I'm not kidding as much as I sometimes might be... I've written so many thousands of lyrics and rhymes, hundreds of thousands at least... and tens of thousands were sent off in handwritten letters because that is where they were written and who knows what happened to them after that... so I can honestly and in all seriousness claim as part of me anything that truly feels part of me... but then, that's part of my basic philosophy anyway... and why I share as I do... for if you read anything I write and it feels like you wrote it, then it's yours too... the words are just expressions of feelings we all can share... imagine all the people, sharing all the world...

oh, I can hear copyright lawyers groaning... no wonder I'm not in the business, huh? J

"it's a good thing that I'm not a star
you don't know how lucky you are"

of course I do change names and keep most of the real world connections pretty obscure in my creative babbles and rhymes, so maybe luck has less to do with it than love... respect... understanding... sensitivity... and peace...

. o O ( hmmmm... pondering the anagrams or the times ) O o .

Peace
Love
Understanding        
Respect
Sense
Pleasure
Lust
Undressing
Responsible  
Sex

or maybe...      

Peace
Love
Empathy
Altruism
Sensitivity
Understanding        
Respect
Everything
Spirituality
Pleasure
Lust
Eating
Appreciation
Sensuality
Undressing
Responsibility
Ecstacy
Sexuality


yeah, so plurs... plusr... pleasures... and all that jazzz... +R J



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