I turned on Shields, trying to force something to happen. New sounds with familiar voices, des événements nouveaux. I can't find where the fault lies, here and now? Or years ago?
I walked home from the Lexington Public Library last night by myself. Filmslang presents local music video talent. Talks of missing Kentucky, and videos like the one at the end of this, made the walk surreal almost. The weather was perfect, I was walking over the bridge on MLK. Kentucky. I could have sat there, right there, for the rest of the life.
How did we get here? We danced, we cleaned, we drank. Why does drinking do so much? And why can I drink so little? Days work out to give you what you want when you don't want it, reward you in backhanded ways. I'm going to play until the time comes, just go and throw your little hands up.
Do you ever look at everything, just step back and look, and think of all of the different combinations of how things could move and change and work? I've looked. It happens sometimes. I feel sometimes like the depths of emotion were given to me to experience and I am slighting myself by "fixing" it. Without ravens and Blake and Persona, where would we be? Beyonce, Lupe Fiasco, Ernest Hemingway, David Foster Wallace. Do we live with it? Do we fix it? Or do we use it for more?
This video makes my heart warm:
Memories of a Lifetime: Adam Brewer from Appalachian Media Institute on Vimeo.
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