|Many people, if they really knew all the words to the Star-Spangled Banner, would have our anthem changed to Free to Be You And Me.
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Unix, Music, Politics
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World's most confused Jew
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My Life in Blue
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Sights: The Princess Bride,
Gross Pointe Blank, Monty Python, Say Anything
Sounds: Caedmon's Call, Waterdeep, Jump, Little Children, Peter Gabriel, The Flaming Lips,
Neutral Milk Hotel, Old Blind Dogs, The Jeff Greer Band, Jars of Clay, Jason Mraz, Maroon 5,
Seven Nations, Dog's Eye View, Legendary Pink Dots, the Gin Blossoms, Del Amitri, and tons and tons more...
Authors: C.S. Lewis, Melanie Rawn, Douglas Adams, Chuck Palahniuk, Patricia Wrede, John Steinbeck,
and Stephen Lawhead is rapidly climbing the list...
Interests: Music, reading, writing, singing, and generally being far too solitary for my own
Favorite old romance movie: Breakfast At Tiffany's
Favorite smells: Rain, dirt, snow, fresh-cut grass, baby shampoo, mint, garlic, rosemary, basil... pretty much all herbs, and my boyfriend
Favorite holiday: Canada Day
If I was an animal, I'd be a: Penguin. Or kakapo. Some kind of flightless bird.
Marital status: Duh. Spoken for.
I PROUDLY SUPPORT ISRAEL
Wednesday, January 05, 2005
the young woman
ribbons and bows in her hair
the cross of life on her heart
the ring on her finger so dear
the right words on her mouth
life is what happens behind her back
even though she made the choice
the gift she wanted for herself
given and taken by her own voice
and now they say, "it'll never go away
her past is written on her face
her whole worth is thrown away"
but it's all in her father's hand
cast asside, sad and lonely
the love she needs, flushed out
future foggy, dim, uncertain
no hand on her shoulder
don't let them lie to her
don't let them say she's nothing
don't let them lie to her
don't let them say she's stupid
God doesn't care about the sin she wears
He forgot it before it began
God doesn't care about the shame she bears
He'll replace it with rubies
she's worth more than rubies
"they say, 'this will never go away
it's there branded on your face'
you ain't got no idea of grace
no idea, child
God does not remember, He's forgotten all your sin
God does not remember, never brings it up again
God does not remember, the monsters in your closet do not scare Him
all those skeletons and ghosts
in the graveyard of your soul..."