Saturday, November 15, 2008

i just don't think i can handle one more thing, honestly.

These lyrics knocked me over, and somehow imply I'm pregnant. But, I'm not.
At least I have that going for me!!
I am vulnerable.
I am raw.
I am imperfect and getting that I need to love it.
I just don't get that God has this much faith in me, to be able to handle this death, these choices, this humanity, these expectations.

Thanks Modest Mouse--you always poetically rhyme what I didn't know I was thinking and I am grateful for pandora's choice of your music in my day.

3rd Planet--Modest Mouse:

Everything that keeps me together is falling apart
I've got this thing that I consider my only art
Of fucking people over.
My boss just quit the job
Says he's goin out to find blind
Spots and he'll do it.
The 3rd planet is sure that they're being watched by an
Eye in the sky that can't be stopped.
When you get to the promise land you're gonna shake that
Eyes hand.
Your heart felt good it was drippin pitch and made of wood.
And your hands and knees felt cold and wet on the grass to me.
Outside naked, shiverin looking blue, from the cold
Sunlight that's reflected off the moon.
Baby come, angels fly around you reminding you we used
To be three and not just two.
And that's how the world began.
And that's how the world will end.
A 3rd had just been made and we were swimming in the
Water, didn't know then was it a son was it a daughter.
When it occurred to me that the animals are swimming
Around in the water in the oceans in our bodies and
Another had been found another ocean on the planet
Given that our blood is just like the atlantic.
And how.
The universe is shaped exactly like the earth if you go
Straight long enough you'll end up where you were.
Your heart felt good it was drippin pitch and made of wood.
And your hands and knees felt cold and wet on the grass to me.
Outside naked, shiverin looking blue, from the cold
Sunlight that's reflected off the moon.
Baby come, angels fly around you reminding you we used
To be three and not just two.
And that's how the world began.
And that's how the world will end.


1 comment:

mike & hilary said...

I don't think God expects us to love our imperfections. Many times in His word, He teaches of being satisfied, grateful, and content, but never does He say to love yourself for who you are, perfect or not. That's for Him to do. :)