Having a Slight Uncle Rico Crisis

Who wants to live with one foot in hell just for the sake of nostalgia? Our time is forever now! ~Alice Childress

Come up to meet you, tell you Im sorry
You dont know how lovely you are
I had to find you, tell you I need you
Tell you I set you apart
Tell me your secrets, and ask me your questions
Oh lets go back to the start
Running in circles, coming up tails
Heads on a silence apart

Nobody said it was easy
Oh its such a shame for us to part
Nobody said it was easy
No one ever said that it would be this hard
Oh take me back to the start
I was just guessing at numbers and figures
Pulling your puzzles apart
Questions of science, science and progress
Do not speak as loud as my heart
Tell me you love me, come back and haunt me
Oh and I rush to the start
Running in circles, chasing our tails
Coming back as we are

Nobody said it was easy
Oh its such a shame for us to part
Nobody said it was easy
No one ever said it would be so hard
Im going back to the start

Black Boy

"I concluded the book with the conviction that I had somehow overlooked something terribly important in life. I had once tried to write, had once reveled in feeling, had let my crude imagination roam, but the impulse to dream had been slowly beaten out of me by experience. Now it surged up again and I hungered for books, new ways of looking and seeing." {black.boy.wright,richard}

I Smell Hypocrites

Best to Let Dostoevsky Explain...

"I'm a Karamazov ... when I fall into the abyss, I go straight into it, head down and heels up, and I'm even pleased that I'm falling in such a humiliating position, and for me I find it beautiful. And so in that very shame I suddenly begin a hymn. Let me be cursed, let me be base and vile, but let me also kiss the hem of that garment in which my God is clothed; let me be following the devil at the same time, but still I am also your son, Lord, and I love you, and I feel a joy without which the world cannot stand and be." {The.Brothers.Karamazov.BookIII.ChapterIII.}

"Love life more than the meaning of it..." {The Brothers.Karamazov.BookV.ChapterIII.}

The Russians Have a Way With Words

{Just as the bees, whirling round him, now menacing him and distracting his attention, prevented him from enjoying complete physical peace, forced him to restrain his movements to avoid them, so had the petty cares that had swarmed about him from the moment he got into the trap restricted his spiritual freedom; but that lasted only so long as he was among them. Just as his bodily strength was still unaffected in spite of the bees, so too was the spiritual strength that he had just become aware of.} {Anna.Karenina.Tolstoy,Leo.}

Nostalgia

Nostalgia/nos·tal·gi·a/noun: 1. Sentimental Recollection. A mixed feeling of happiness, sadness, and longing when recalling a person, place, or event from the past, or the past in general.

I left a piece of my soul on the dock that day
Could I have known I'd never return?
I turned my back as the ship sailed away

My senses came alive and my soul was awakened
Turned the bend, and found myself every time
Close to heaven, I saw God on that island
You committed crime

Fool to think I'd arrive once more, my soul to re-claim
You have gone there since
Alone with your secrets, can you bury the shame?

Our laughter can never again be heard in the cove
God turned His face away from your children
And brought you back to the place your daughters love

I'll rely on memories of the past
And I'll retrace every rock and wave in my mind
Bringing me to a peaceful place and simpler time

I left a piece of my soul on the dock that day

Princess for President

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