Sunday, December 09, 2007

please trip them gently they don't like to fall

I'm avoiding looking up articles on the Omaha mall shootings. Funny that it happened, on a week like this.

How do we get this complex in the first place? It can't just be emotion and instinct, animals run heavily on that and overall they seem to be balanced. We have more needs I guess.

So what is it the third time this year we've had a public massacre like this? Virginia tech, Trolley square here, and now a mall in Omaha.

The kinds of things that I've seen and heard have been hard to take in this week. To be human is to have limited control, and I've been learning this. And this, really adds to that.

Even in youth I feel aged, like my life could end any moment now. This world isn't ours, a thousand years ago it was the same.

The life we're all living is a fragile, fragile thing. I've never felt this mortal.

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"please trip them gently, they don't like to fall,
there's no room for anger, we're all very small

we're painting our faces and
dressing in thoughts from the skies, from paradise
but they think that we're holding a secretive ball
won't someone invite them,
they're just taller children
that's all, after all

man is an obstacle, sad as the clown
so hold on to nothing, and he won't let you down
some people are marching together and
some on their own quite alone
others are running, the smaller ones crawl
but some sit in silence, they're just older children
that's all, after all

i sing with impertinence,
shading impermanent chords,
with my words
i've borrowed your time and i'm sorry i called
but the thought just occurred that we're nobody's children at all, after all

live your rebirth and do what you will,
forget all i've said, please bear me no ill, after all

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