I first posted this on the blog a couple of years ago, for different reasons back then. The point of it, though, is eternally relevant; whether two years or two hundred, ago or future, a forever germane truth here. I have to remind myself sometimes, getting all riled up and ranting about stuff, I probably should also make a point keeping things in perspective, at the end of the day:
ed kowalczyk and live. white, discussion. one of their many greats, one my favorites. from throwing copper, 1994.
i talk of freedom
you talk of the flag
i talk of revolution
you'd much rather brag
and as the decibels of this disenchanting discourse
continue to dampen the day
the coin flips again and again and again and again
as our sanity walks away
all this discussion
though politically correct
is dead beyond destruction
though it leaves me quite erect
and as the final sunset rolls behind the earth
and the clock is finally dead
i'll look at you, you'll look at me
and we'll cry a lot
but this will be what we said
this will be what we said
"look what all this talking got us, baby"
ed kowalczyk and live. white, discussion. one of their many greats, one my favorites. from throwing copper, 1994.
i talk of freedom
you talk of the flag
i talk of revolution
you'd much rather brag
and as the decibels of this disenchanting discourse
continue to dampen the day
the coin flips again and again and again and again
as our sanity walks away
all this discussion
though politically correct
is dead beyond destruction
though it leaves me quite erect
and as the final sunset rolls behind the earth
and the clock is finally dead
i'll look at you, you'll look at me
and we'll cry a lot
but this will be what we said
this will be what we said
"look what all this talking got us, baby"
For most of us this is too true, but if you are a nine year old boy who kost his mother because SHE lost her job and health insurance---it matters in the end; if you are gay and must hide all your life---it matters in the end; if your husband died in a war fought for lies---it matters in the end. One can always look at anything and say, "I will die one day and what will any of it matter?" (I was thinking that all last night) Some times I want to give in to that idea, but then nothing and no one matters and that is just too dark a place for me to live in. (Not that I asked to be born. Had I, I would have said, "No thanks.")
ReplyDeleteDiane Diane... the 'no thanks' to never having been born having been asked, I am with you there, sister! But here we be, and I don't disagree at all with you, nor does Trinette, if I can speak for her because I am anyway, that what we do here does matter. I know it does, for as long at least as the planet goes on. We can make a difference. I was talking about the perspective of one day, the final last big bang (or whimper) when it is totally over and done with.... nah, nothing will matter, really. Until then we'll keep on discussion about whatever, as we should. Well said clarifying it, thanks for that.
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