suburban war

the past won't rest

till you jump the fence

and leave it behind

~suburban war, Arcade Fire

hopeless tactile

Can it be true?
Nobody warned you
Nobody told you to make up your mind
Nobody told you that I could just walk through
And shake up your style

I'm inside

like a wrecking ball through your eyes
And I change it all from inside

(don't)
(wait)
Strange and fine

All this hardware
Slope of time
And that one's for me
Go inside
Going somewhere
Hopeless tactile
That one's for me
Open wide
Yawn like New Year

Stay and fight
Stay and fight
Stay and fight

~interpol, wrecking ball

the undoing

i was on my way

i was on my way to tell you it's no good

chasing my damage

i was chased, thrilled and altered

and it raised me

~

the undoing

by interpol

on up the mountain

you're old enough to know well
the better things are all uphill
bitter songs are never sung
in the highlands where you belong

in the smoke of canons below
men they bury each other in rows
people come people go
work in numbers and leave alone

there's a line
making it's way
on up the mountain
night and day
you'll go down
and you'll go deep
but you won't abandon
your masterpiece

here it comes
there it goes
the unbearable sound
of the earth
making men
out of boys

first you learn
and then you'll teach
about that bright bright light
making its way
on up the mountain
night and day
you'll get tired
you'll get weak
but you won't surrender
your masterpiece

no, you will deliver
you will deliver
your masterpiece

~adapted, Jakob Dylan

seven*4

perhaps the last mt bike race of the season

seven days untill

seven a.m. through

seven p.m.

on a fully rigid seven

12 hours of snowmass

solo

~yeah~

rumi

Let the beauty of what you love be what you do

Rumi

(thx zen den)

62

Within, within

This is where the world's treasure has always been

~Tao Te Ching, Stanza 62

Jonathan Star translation