Red Right Hand

Everything I guess is fine right now. Sometimes its nice when things are fine, and not great, or bad, just kind of neither here nor there. Sometimes its frustrating being in head spaces when your not leaning even a little either way. But when I think about it more its a quiet comfortable sort of private place to enjoy for moments between either mild extremes. I really like Nick Cave right now.

"And, of course, that is what all of this is - all of this: the one song, ever changing, ever reincarnated, that speaks somehow from and to and for that which is ineffable within us and without us, that is both prayer and deliverance, folly and wisdom, that inspires us to dance or smile or simply to go on, senselessly, incomprehensibly, beatifically, in the face of mortality and the truth that our lives are more ill-writ, ill-rhymed and fleeting than any song, except perhaps those songs - that song, endlesly reincarnated - born of that truth, be it the moon and June of that truth, or the wordless blue moan, or the rotgut or the elegant poetry of it. That nameless black-hulled ship of Ulysses, that long black train, that Terraplane, that mystery train, that Rocket '88', that Buick 6 - same journey, same miracle, same end and endlessness."