Thursday, July 15, 2010

Riddle me this ... ahh the days of reflection, the days of wondering, questioning, analyzing. I have always been proud of the fact that I pause. I pause to think, before I speak, before I act, before I react. Ahhh but life is nothing, if not a balancing act. It seems that paying too much attention is not productive, yet it is quite obvious, in the behavior of others, that not bothering to pay attention is definitely no better. So the key lies in the balance, without a doubt, and it requires constant effort. One just has to be careful not to be consumed by those efforts. Pay attention to the detail, just don't put too fine a point on it. Some days it is effortless, just falls into place ... other days, not exactly, takes a bit more work, and is definitely more exhausting. Such it is, I still wouldn't trade the responsibility of awareness for the simplicity of ignorance.

I'll leave you with the lyrics from one of my favorites performed by one of the great Alternative Rock Bands.

Alice In Chains : Down in a hole

Bury me softly in this womb
I give this part of me for you
Sand rains down and here I sit
Holding rare flowers
In a tomb...in bloom


Down in a hole and I don't know if I can be saved
See my heart I decorate it like a grave
You don't understand who they
Thought I was supposed to be
Look at me now a man
Who wont let himself be


Down in a hole, feelin so small
Down in a hole, losin my soul
Id like to fly,
But my wings have been so denied


Down in a hole and they've put all
The stones in their place
Ive eaten the sun so my tongue
Has been burned of the taste
I have been guilty
Of kicking myself in the teeth
I will speak no more
Of my feelings beneath


Down in a hole, feelin so small
Down in a hole, losin my soul
Id like to fly but my
Wings have been so denied


Bury me softly in this womb
Oh I want to be inside of you
I give this part of me for you
Oh I want to be inside of you
Sand rains down and here I sit
Holding rare flowers (oh I want to be inside of you)
In a tomb...in bloom


Oh I want to be inside...


Down in a hole, feelin so small
Down in a hole, losin my soul
Down in a hole, feelin so small
Down in a hole, outta control


Id like to fly but my
Wings have been so denied

Rest In Peace ... Layne Staley

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