Time In A Bottle

 

Time, Real And Imaginary

On the wide level of a mountain's head,
(I knew not where, but 'twas some faery place)
Their pinions, ostrich-like, for sails out-spread,
Two lovely children run an endless race,
      A sister and a brother !
      This far outstripp'd the other ;
     Yet ever runs she with reverted face,
     And looks and listens for the boy behind :
     [Image] For he, alas ! is blind !
O'er rough and smooth with even step he passed,
And knows not whether he be first or last.

Samuel Taylor Coleridge

A Poor - Torn Heart - A Tattered Heart

 A poor—torn heart—a tattered heart—

That sat it down to rest—
Nor noticed that the Ebbing Day
Flowed silver to the West—
Nor noticed Night did soft descend—
Nor Constellation burn—
Intent upon the vision
Of latitudes unknown.

The angels—happening that way
This dusty heart espied—
Tenderly took it up from toil
And carried it to God—
There—sandals for the Barefoot—
There—gathered from the gales—
Do the blue havens by the hand
Lead the wandering Sails.

Emily Dickinson

The Flame

 

She's Got Her Ticket

She's got her ticket
I think she gonna use it
I think she's going to fly away
No-one should try and stop her
Persuade her with their power
She says that her mind is made up.

 

A Face In The Crowd

 

Ben E. Dum - Should I Stay or Should I Go?

 I am in a state of shock. I just found something out that I thought would never happen again. Our Moz is coming to Pittsburgh on September 25 at the Benedum Center. The last concert I attended was his show here on January 21, 2013. I was fully prepared to never attend another show. I'm very much a misanthrope. I hate crowds of people. I can feel their thoughts and tangled emotions bouncing against my brain. My only defense to attempt to lock them out is silence and concentration on being alone. I don't think I have enochlophobia but I think there is a touch of Asperger's going on here.

So, what do I do? I have to go to see Morrissey. I may never have a chance to see him again. Remember, in a concert hall of 2800 people I will be the one that is truly alone clawing against my inner demons. If Our Moz sees me, please don't think I'm not enjoying myself. Have mercy on me. I will be two people that night, one delighted to see my favorite artist, the other absolutely dreading the situation I put myself in.

Un Hombre Para Todas Las Estaciones

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