Ramona, come closer
Shut softly your watery eyes
The pangs of your sadness
Will pass as your senses will rise
The flowers of the city
Though breathlike, get deathlike sometimes
And there’s no use in tryin’
To deal with the dyin’
Though I cannot explain that in lines.
Your cracked country lips
I still wish to kiss
As to be by the strength of your skin
Your magnetic movements
Still capture the minutes I’m in
But it grieves my heart, love
To see you tryin’ to be a part of
A world that just don’t exist
It’s all just a dream, babe
A vacuum, a scheme, babe
That sucks you into feelin’ like this.
I can see that your head
Has been twisted and fed
With worthless foam from the mouth
I can tell you are torn
Between stayin’ and returnin’
Back to the South
You’ve been fooled into thinking
That the finishin’ end is at hand
Yet there’s no one to beat you
No one to defeat you
‘Cept the thoughts of yourself feeling bad
I’ve heard you say many times
That you’re better than no one
And no one is better than you
If you really believe that
You know you have
Nothing to win and nothing to lose
From fixtures and forces and friends
Your sorrow does stem
That hype you and type you
An’ making you feel
That you gotta be just like them.
I’d forever talk to you
But soon my words
Would turn into a meaningless ring
For deep in my heart
I know there’s no help I can bring
Everything passes
Everything changes
Just do what you think you should do
And someday, maybe
Who knows, baby
I’ll come and be cryin’ to you.
~Bob Dylan - To Ramona
Neil Young - Pardon My Heart
It’s a fallen situation
When all eyes are turned in
And a love isn’t flowing
The way it could have been.
You brought it all on
Oh, but it feels so wrong
You brought it all on
No, no, no,
I don’t believe this song
You brought it all on.
It’s a sad communication
With little reason to believe
When one isn’t giving
And one pretends to receive.
You brought it all on
Oh, but it feels so wrong
You brought it all on
No, no, no,
I don’t believe this song
You brought it all on.
Pardon my heart
If I showed that I cared
But I love you
more than moments
We have or have not shared.
You brought it all on
Oh, and it feels so good
You brought it all on
When love flows
the way that it should
You brought it all on.
It feels so good
It feels so good
You feel good.
porch jam (by IAMMLD)
See for me
That her hair’s hangin’ down
It curls and falls
All down her breast
See for me
That her hair’s hangin’ down
That’s the way
I remember her best
Me playing my guitar
I like to climb on shit.
This is where I like to hang out.
This is how I feel today.
~a piano and a guitar are both in tune and a G is played on the piano. The G string on the guitar will also vibrate.
~several pendulum type clocks are mounted against a wall with their pendulums swinging out of phase to one another. In a matter of days, their pendulums will lock into phase and beat together.
~fireflies gathering in a tree will light up at random. Before long, they will all be turning their lights on and off in a coordinated manner.
~crickets and frogs will find the same rhythm and begin coordinating their sounds to one another.
~women living in the same home or dorm will eventually begin their menstrual cycles at the same time.~disembodied animal hearts, when kept alive in a lab and placed near each other, will begin to beat in unison.
The point to this moment of thought is that when two things are vibrating at different frequencies through resonance and entrainment, either the lower vibration will come up, the higher vibration will come down, or they will meet in the middle. Just think of what a world we could create if we each were aware that our own vibration effects the whole.
Locomocion Capilar by Remedios Varo, 1959. Oil on canvas.
My theme song
