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I don’t know how many of you have heard of Bill Maher or seen his show “Politically Incorrect” he’s, I guess you could call a political social satirist, though I think the name of the show has been changed now that it can only be seen on pay cable channel. Nevertheless he made a very interesting comment. Some may be insulted some may find what he has to say evocative. I am of the latter mind. I’ve always found his comment insightful. Still as the name of his old show suggest he is not into being politically correct. So beware, some may find what he say offensive. Here’s a link to what he said in an interview on the Larry King show.
http://www.alternet.org/blogs/video/44098/
I feel what he said, mainly about there being an over abundance of self loathing all too true and relevant. Too many of us have not had the good fortune to develop in a natural way. Would it not be in our self interest having our sexuality and for many the experience of being ostracized from society, friends, and even family when such a small thing becomes the definition of who we are rather than just an addendum, if there is a commonality here at all, can we not learn to be more kind caring and loving to one another? I am not taking any sides or making judgments. As always I just seek understanding of others as well as my self. I have been here for a long time and I know I have done some stupid things that may never be forgiven by some, for offences real or imagined. All I or any one can do is ask forgiveness, I don’t know if I have caused any great harm real or imagined. No matter, I ask forgiveness. I just know that for some of us our worlds have been burned into oblivion in our hands, only to be wash away by our tears, alone. Over the past ten or so years I’ve at times, in my imagination, as I look back, see my self as something akin to a whirling dervish or a metronome wildly out of time, burning a path through the landscape of my life. Time seemed so short for me, I didn’t know who I could trust any more, even myself at times.
Hmmm I see this going towards a ramble. I just see so much need for healing. I see what I have been writing will in some ways be a stretch for some people that may know me too well. I’ll never be able to be a healer here. So let me end this by asking you to read the words to a song I’m going to include. It’s a love song and in a broad sense I think it can be applied here. I think it’s what this place has become for so many. Please, please read the words and tell me if I am right or wrong, is this what can be found here. If you can find the song and listen to it, it’s quite beautiful. Don’t let it go. It can forever be a place for people to come in from the cold. Can we let it be a place of healing for our selves if we’d only let it?
Joni Mitchell “Come In From the Cold”
Back in 1957
We had to dance a foot apart
And they hawk-eyed us from the sidelines
Holding their rulers without a heart
And so with just a touch of our fingers
I could make our circuitry explode
All we ever wanted
Was just to come in from the cold
Come in
Come in from the cold
(we were so young)
Oh come in
Come in from the cold
We really thought we had a purpose
We were so anxious to achieve
We had hope
The world held promise
For a slave to liberty
Freely I slaved away for something better
And I was bought and sold
And all I ever wanted
Was just to come in from the cold
Come in
Come in from the cold
(we were so sure)
Oh come in
Come in from the cold
I feel your leg under the table
Leaning into mine
I feel renewed
I feel disabled
By these bonfires in my spine
I don’t know who the arsonist was
Which incendiary soul
But all I ever wanted
Was just to come in from the cold
Come in
Come in from the cold
(you were so warm)
Oh come in
Come in from the cold
I am not some stone commission
Like a statue in a park
I am flesh and blood and vision
I am howling in the dark
Long blue shadows of the jackals
Are falling on a pay phone by the road
Oh all they ever wanted
Was just to come in from the cold
Come in
Come in from the cold
(I was so low)
Oh come in
Come in from the cold
Is this just vulgar electricity
Is this the edifying fire
(it was so pure)
Does your smiles covert complicity
Debase as it admires
(just a flu with a temperature)
Are you just checking out your mojo
(oohoo)
Or am I just fighting off growing old
(just a high fever)
All I ever wanted
Was just to come in from the cold
Come in
Come in from the cold
(it was so pure)
Oh come in
Come in from the cold
I know we never will be perfect
Never entirely clear
(when the moon shines)
We get hurt and we just panic
And we strike out
Out of fear
(you were only being kind)
I fear the sentence of this solitude
200 years on hold
(for my loving crime)
Oh and all we ever wanted
Was just to come in from the cold
Come in
Come in from the cold
(when the moon shines)
Oh come in
Come in from the cold
When I thought life had some meaning
Then I thought I had some choice
(I was running blind)
And I made some value judgments
In a self-important voice
(I was outa line)
But then absurdity came over me
And I longed to lose control
(into no mind)
Oh all I ever wanted
Was just to come in from the cold
Come in
Come in from the cold
(you were so kind)
Please come in
(so kind)
Come in from the cold
Come in come in
Come in from the cold, etc.
Peace
People will tell you where they've gone
They'll tell you where to go
But till you get there yourself you never really know
Where some have found their paradise
Other's just come to harm
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