Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year 2009

New Year


Blue January light, cold, scoured, clear.

From the Sandia foothills looking down

and back to where I came from, and the town

spread out below, then back to the past year,

 

or three or more years carrying this load,

how do I feel unburdened: free and light?

Unanchored, dizzy, my precarious tight-

rope lowered to a mere terrestrial road?

 

The blank new month requires divination.

Sword, wand, ship, sandal: at the Flying Star

(we talk our way along; improvisation),

the cards laid out spell struggle, choice, and pain;

also a white horse champing in a green

meadow; a maiden moving down a long dark stair.





Wednesday, December 3, 2008

Bon Jovi singing Halleluyah

You've got to watch this.  I have the DVD, but I found it on Youtube also:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E-yvZygFtIg

I heard there was a secret chord
that David played and it pleased the lord
but you don't really care for music do ya
Well it goes like this the fourth the fifth
the minor fall and the major lift
the baffled king composing hallelujah

Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah

Well your faith was strong but you needed proof
you saw her bathing on the roof
her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
she tied you to a kitchen chair
she broke your throne and she cut your hair
and from your lips she drew the hallelujah.

Hallelujah,hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah

Baby I've been here before
I've seen this room and I've walked this floor
You know, I used to live alone before I knew you
And I've seen your flag on the marble arch
and love is not a victory march
it's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah

Hallelujah,hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah

Well there was a time when you let me know
what's really going on below
but now you never show that to me do you
but remember when I moved in you
and the holy dove was moving too
and every breath we drew was hallelujah

Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah

Well maybe there's a god above
but all I've ever learned from love
was how to shoot somebody who outdrew you
And it's not a cry that you hear at night
it's not somebody who's seen the light
it's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah

Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah
Hallelujah


Siapa?

ku tak temukan kata tuk ungkapkan kata hati
dan ku tak tahu, siapa yang kan mengingat
siapa aku, siapa yang bicara
siapa?

Halleluyah

Ive just listened to Bon Jovi singing Leonard Cohen's "Halleluyah".  I have to say that the song pull me up from reality.  There is something more up there.  God?  But it just fells so good to sneak out from reality.  Because, you know, sometimes reality is very tiring.  It's not that dark, but it is either boring or unattainable.

Now that I think that some people I know keep coming back to something they feel good but it's not right, maybe it's because of this kind of ecstasy.  Christians keep coming back to their churches because it satisfy them emotionally.  So does Moslem and maybe even me, a Buddhist.  If the temple doesn't give me some emotional push, maybe I won't come in every week.

Humans just need something to hold on to...  whether it is right or wrong, it's another matter.

Halleluyah!  Praise the Lord!