Pause for thought.

Once upon a time I was a musician. I can’t honestly claim the title now- it’s been a long time since I played or practiced. In order have many of the things I presently do, I had to let go of that dream. (Or, as I like to think of it, it’s on the back burner for a while.)

But music still speaks to me more directly than anything else in the world. And this particular song has been in my head a lot lately, so I’m going to shut up and let the artist speak.

Yea I’ve come to know the wish list of my father
I’ve come to know the shipwrecks where he wished
I’ve come to wish aloud among the over dressed crowd
Come to witness now the sinking of the ship
Throwing pennies from the sea top next to it

And I’ve come to roam the forest past the village
With a dozen lazy horses in my cart
I’ve come here to get high,
To do more than just get by.
I’ve come to test the timber of my heart
Oh, I’ve come to test the timber of my heart

And I’ve come to be untroubled in my seeking
And I’ve come to see that nothing is for naught
I’ve come to reach out blind
to reach forward and behind
For the more I seek the more I’m sought
Yea, the more I seek the more I’m sought.

And I’ve come to meet the legendary takers
I’ve only come to ask them for a lot
Oh they say I come with less
than I should rightfully posses
I say the more I buy the more I’m bought
And the more I’m bought the less I cost.

Joe Pug, Hymn #101

Here’s hoping that in giving everything away, we will gain much more.

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