Alli (neugotik) wrote,
Alli
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I'm so freaking old, and so freaking young.

So, I'm like, some naive pup to the universe, but wow: I'm turning 35 this Sunday. Wow. I never, honestly, thought I would make it this far, kinda a trip.

Well, that's it - I called my grandpa today, he said "how old are you turning? 18?" & then he laughed at me! That's when YOU know you're gettin' old. Ah, I love my grandpa.

Ok - have a splendid weekend - enjoy this cold harsh winter somehow. ;) I like, personally, being indoors, staring out at the sunshine & pretending I'm on a warm beach island, instead of surrounded by -15 degree wind chill// -7 before any windchill winter weather - I mean, hey, at least it's cheerfully sunny, even when it is obscenely cold, cold cold. I should live on a beach: I LOVE the beach. *sigh* Ok, well - back to my life now - off to work, and it is another very sunny, very very cold day, just as the last 2 days were - interesting winter, this year.

I've heard some mention of snow this weekend - ah, well, the kids will be very thrilled if that happens. If it's on a weekend at least I can play with them too, instead of just having to drive through it! Heh.

And on a total side-note, have you ever notice how "Just like a woman" by Bob Dylan has amazing similarities to "rain drops keep falling on my head?" (which I loved as a little girl, by the way) _ kind of a slowed down version of the chorus ~ well, maybe that's just how I hear it... but, I find it entertaining, as I've had it stuck in my head a few days & when I hear the tune float up again I have to check: Is that "raindrops" or "just like a woman?" ah - ok... Heh.


Crimson flames tied through my ears
Rollin' high and mighty traps
Pounced with fire on flaming roads
Using ideas as my maps
"We'll meet on edges, soon," said I
Proud 'neath heated brow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.

Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth
"Rip down all hate," I screamed
Lies that life is black and white
Spoke from my skull. I dreamed
Romantic facts of musketeers
Foundationed deep, somehow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.

Girls' faces formed the forward path
From phony jealousy
To memorizing politics
Of ancient history
Flung down by corpse evangelists
Unthought of, though, somehow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.

A self-ordained professor's tongue
Too serious to fool
Spouted out that liberty
Is just equality in school
"Equality," I spoke the word
As if a wedding vow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.

In a soldier's stance, I aimed my hand
At the mongrel dogs who teach
Fearing not that I'd become my enemy
In the instant that I preach
My pathway led by confusion boats
Mutiny from stern to bow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.

Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats
Too noble to neglect
Deceived me into thinking
I had something to protect
Good and bad, I define these terms
Quite clear, no doubt, somehow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.

"My Back Pages", by Bob Dylan, 1964
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