Musics

One of the things I treasure most of more of all of the real relationships I have with other people is the music sharing. I was shared this today and it's beautiful.

First, a flashback:
I remember walking to class aside Dave K (oh worshipful Dave! You moonbeam! You, song of life and elderly tapdancers on aeroplanes ((You spelled it that way when you spoke, without knowing, but I knew!))) (listen to the whole album.  In order.  With headphones.  Walk in the snow.  Feel the cold and the heavy)  (and then fall in love with me. and life. and reading Kafka. and fake hot chocolate I improvised with old kisses and  boiling water while your sortafriends ate like kings.)

Beck, Sea Change https://www.youtube.com/watch?

but this, in today's moment:
approximately minutes 16- -17:19 Oh my!



Can I be trapped and untrapped forever?


Tell me what it means?

Aren't the lyrics below so deliciously kitelike?

"So in looking to stray from the line
We decided instead we should pull out the thread
That was stitching us into this tapestry vile
And why wouldn't you try? Perfect weather to fly"

I dig "tapestry vile"

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And finally, one of my favorites:

 Now I'll be bold
As well as strong
And use my head alongside my heart
So take my flesh
And fix my eyes
A tethered mind free from the lies
 And I'll kneel down
Wait for now 
I'll kneel down 
Know my ground 
 Raise my hands 
Paint my spirit gold 
And bow my head 
Keep my heart slow 


My. Goodness. I kill these fruitflies who attack my apples.

I kill them with mercilessness like a Hindu Goddess. A bare (small)breasted goddess gnashing gnats. Oh dance with me Oh dance
Oh dance with me
Oh dance
Oh dance with me
Oh.
dance.
Oh.
Dance. Oh.Dance.

This feels like the right time to drown in some Elliot Smith.  "Keep Writing, Helen" he said.  That man.  That soft, pockmarked man.  Oh, an embrace I treasure!  Oh the boisterous women I admire!