Tuesday, March 12, 2019
diary note, alone
i don't know why i had to be so alone for the last years.
again and again i was told that i am not.
but: i was.
it is not about words. not at all.
presence is presence...
and today i feel it. the wound is still sore.
again and again i was told that i am not.
but: i was.
it is not about words. not at all.
presence is presence...
and today i feel it. the wound is still sore.
The Corries , Lord Of The Dance
I danced in the morning when the world was begun And I danced in the moon and the stars and the sun I came down from heaven and I danced on the earth At Bethlehem I had my birth Dance, then, wherever you may be I am the lord of the dance, said he I lead you all, wherever you may be I lead you all in the dance, said he I danced for the scribes and the Pharisees They wouldn't dance, they wouldn't follow me I danced for the fishermen for James and John They came with me so the dance went on Dance, then, wherever you may be I am the lord of the dance, said he I lead you all, wherever you may be I lead you all in the dance, said he I danced on the Sabbath and I cured the lame The holy people said it was a shame They ripped, and they stripped, and they hung me high Left me there on the cross to die Dance, then, wherever you may be I am the lord of the dance, said he I lead you all, wherever you may be I lead you all in the dance, said he I danced on a Friday and the sky turned black It's hard to dance with the devil on your back They buried my body, and they thought I was gone But I am the dance, and the dance goes on Dance, then, wherever you may be I am the lord of the dance, said he I lead you all, wherever you may be I lead you all in the dance, said he They cut me down but I leapt up high I am the life that will never, never die I'll live in you if you'll live in me I am the Lord of the dance, said he Dance, then, wherever you may be I am the lord of the dance, said he I lead you all, wherever you may be I lead you all in the dance, said he
diary note, trance, imagination
today in a trance, told to look for a safe place, maybe with castle walls and a ditch around me,
i spent some time around Mombasa, Diani Beach. i listened to the waves and the wind in the rainy season, lost me in blue.
and thought that walls do not exist. i come back to yesterday's notes.
only- i can build walls around me, around a garden, whenever i need this, whenever i seek protection, of course. but i can never forget that all walls are built in imagination first-
and that they are nothing permanent.
i spent some time around Mombasa, Diani Beach. i listened to the waves and the wind in the rainy season, lost me in blue.
and thought that walls do not exist. i come back to yesterday's notes.
only- i can build walls around me, around a garden, whenever i need this, whenever i seek protection, of course. but i can never forget that all walls are built in imagination first-
and that they are nothing permanent.
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