“Dearly beloved,
We wish to welcome back the recently deceased, divested and sifted through ashes and dust. Please squeeze this squirming mass of reignited dendrite-subways into freshly rotten robes.
Now the Spark barrels down the black-lit mindshafts, the thoughts amazed to find themselves home. They hang their hats in disbelief, and breathe in the musty odors of familiar life.
The moment is upon us. He is nearly born.
It is time. Let us praise him:
May his door never be darkened by the shadow of a stranger. May his thoughts never be troubled by the death that came before. May life keep him or reject him, and hold him far away from the truth.
Amen…”
copyright 08/08/09 Jeremy David Kaufman
Friday, November 5, 2010
Thursday, November 4, 2010
Madness In Your Eyes
You don't have to slumber when you sleep
You don't have to drown beneath the deep
If you wake up and you're all alone
And daylight's turned your dreams to stone
Then dream about the madness in your eyes
You don't have to break down when you cry
You don't have to give it one more try
If crooked love tore your life apart
And all it left you is a broken heart
You can learn to love the madness in your eyes
You don't have to worry when you're old
You don't have to lie in a box of gold
If the years have come and gone
And there's nothing left but you're still hanging on
Hold on to the madness in your eyes
copyright 08/2010 Jeremy David Kaufman slumberbird music
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