Strange Mercy

"... and what doth the LORD require of thee, but to do justly, and to love mercy, and to walk humbly with thy God?"

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Location: Mid-Atlantic Sprawl, United States

I'm a former idealist turned 'defensive pessimist' who has concluded, after living on two coasts, two continents, and an island, that most of us spend our lives as prey, economically and psychologically. Awareness is the key to understanding this; but once we understand it, we may transcend it, choosing, when we can, to be neither prey nor predator.

Saturday, November 10, 2007

Woodstock -- Joni Mitchell

Well I came upon a child of God
He was walking along the road
And I asked him where are you going
This he told me:
I'm goin' down to Yasgur's farm
Gonna join in a rock 'n' roll band
Got to get back to the land
And get my soul free

We are stardust
We are golden
We are caught in the Devil's bargain
And we've got to get ourselves
Back to the garden

Then can I walk beside you
I have come to lose the smog,
And I feel myself a cog in something turning --
Well maybe it's the time of year,
Or maybe it's the time of man
And I don't know who I am,
But life is for learning.

We are stardust
We are golden
We are caught in the Devil's bargain
And we've got to get ourselves
Back to the garden

By the time we got to Woodstock
We were half a million strong
And everywhere there was song and celebration
And I dreamed I saw the bomber jet planes
Riding shotgun in the sky
Turning into butterflies
Above our nation

We are stardust
We are golden
We are caught in the Devil's bargain
And we've got to get ourselves
Back to the garden...

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