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To be continued...
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“Marie” is the middle name of Keenan’s(lead singer, song writer) deceased mother, Judith Marie Garrison. As Keenan explains in his commentary on A Perfect Circle’s aMOTION DVD, Judith suffered a stroke that left her partially paralyzed and wheelchair-bound. [He was 11 years old at the time.] The two-part song, “Wings for Marie”, is an opus dedicated to her. The length of time between the paralysis and her death was 27 years, or approximately 10,000 days.
Last night I was there when he sang these words:
Part 1
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You…
You believed
You believed in moments not conceived
You believed in me
A passionate spirit
Uncompromise
Without us in your heart
A light in your eyes that
Ends all lies
Vacant, broken
Fell at the hands of
Those moments that I wouldn’t see
Cause it was you who prayed for me, so
What have I done to be a son to an angel?
What have I done to be worthy?
Daylight dims leaving cold fluorescence
Difficult to see you in this light
Please forgive this selfish question, but
What am I to say to all these ghouls tonight?
She never told a lie
Well might of told a lie
But never lived one
Didn’t have a life
Didn’t have a life
But surely saved one
Asleep? Oh alright
Now it’s time for us to let you go
Part 2
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We listen to the tales and romanticize
How we follow the path of the hero
Boast about the day when the rivers overrun
How we’ll rise to the height of our halo
Listen to the tales as we all rationalize
Our way into the arms of the savior
Fading all the trials and the tribulations
None of us have actually been there
Not like you
Ignorant fibbers in the congregation
Gather around spewing sympathy, spare me
None of them could even hold a candle up to you
Blinded by choices hypocrites won’t seek
But enough about the collective Judas
Who could deny you were the one
Who would have made it?
You’ll have a piece of the divine
This little light of mine
The gift you passed on to me
I’m gonna let it shine
To guide you safely on your way
Your way home
Oh, what are they gonna do
When the lights go down
Without you to guide them all to Zion?
What are they gonna do when the rivers overrun
Other than tremble incessantly?
High as a wave,
But I’ll rise on up off the ground
You are the light and the way
They’ll only read about
I only pray heaven knows
When to lift you out
Ten thousand days in the fire is long enough
You’re going home
You’re the only one who can
Hold your head up high
Shake your fist at the gates saying,
I have come home now
Fetch me the spirit, the son and the father
Tell them their pillar of faith has ascended
It’s time now
My time now
Give me my
Give me my wings
You are the light, the way
That they will only read about
Set as I am in my ways and my arrogance
Burden of proof tossed upon all non-believers
You were my witness, my eyes, my evidence
Judith Marie, unconditional one
Daylight dims leaving cool fluorescence
Difficult to see you in this light
Please forgive this bold suggestion
Should you see your maker’s face tonight
Look ‘em in the eye
Look ‘em in the eye and tell ‘em
I never lived a lie, never took a life
But surely saved one, hallejullah
It’s time for you to bring me home
Then I won't feel so bad about things sometime, because it's just the way it is.
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One day at a time, one step at a time.
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crazy
At the moment of weakness, shield yourself.
If you feel the next person is luckier than you are, be happy for him or her.
If you can't be the man, be the man the man counts on.
Truth is harsh, but it doesn't have to be harshly explained.
The most important thing in the world is not you or your mood right now.
Think big, bigger, it might happen.
Persistence was always forgotten.
If you are laughing at someone, remember to laugh at yourself sometime too.
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awake
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creative
Remember the day I borrowed your brand new car and I dented it?
I thought you'd kill me, but you didn't.
And remember the time I dragged you to the beach, and you said it would rain, and it did?
I thought you'd say, "I told you so." But you didn't.
Do you remember the time I flirted with all the guys to make you jealous, and you were?
I thought you'd leave me, but you didn't.
Do you remember the time I spilled strawberry pie all over your car rug?
I thought you'd hit me, but you didn't.
And remember the time I forgot to tell you the dance was formal and you showed up in jeans?
I thought you'd drop me, but you didn't.
Yes, there were lots of things you didn't do,
But you put up with me, and you loved me, and you protected me.
There were lots of things I wanted to make up to you when you returned from Viet Nam.
But you didn't.
Leo Buscaglia
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anxious
Can't wait. :)
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cheerful
Though I have never seen any of them in reality, yet (save for crumpets). Maybe it's time for another trip, to another continent preferably.
Sorry about the rambles, but I loved the book.
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Frank: You know Marcel Proust?
Dwayne: He's the guy you teach.
Frank: Yeah. French writer. Total loser. Never had a real job. Unrequited love affairs. Gay. Spent 20 years writing a book almost no one reads. But he's also probably the greatest writer since Shakespeare. Anyway, he uh... he gets down to the end of his life, and he looks back and decides that all those years he suffered, Those were the best years of his life, 'cause they made him who he was. All those years he was happy? You know, total waste. Didn't learn a thing. So, if you sleep until you're 18... Ah, think of the suffering you're gonna miss. I mean high school? High school-those are your prime suffering years. You don't get better suffering than that."
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amused
| You've Experienced 60% of Life |
 You have a good deal of life experience, about as much as someone in their late 20s. You've seen and done enough to be quite wise, but you still have a lot of life to look forward to. |
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contemplative
reviving her husband's libido.
"What about trying Viagra?" asks the doctor.
"It really works."
"Not a chance," says she.
"He won't even take an aspirin."
"No problem," replied the doctor.
"Give him an 'Irish Viagra'.
It's when you drop the Viagra tablet into his coffee.
He won't even taste it.
Give it a try
and call me in a week to let me know how things went."
It wasn't a week later that she called the doctor, who directly inquired as
to progress.
The poor dear exclaimed, "Oh, faith, T'was horrid! Just terrible, doctor!"
"Really? What happened?" he asked.
"Well, I did as you advised and slipped it in his coffee
and the effect was almost immediate!
He jumped straight up, with a twinkle in his eye,
and with his pants a-bulging fiercely!
With one swoop of his arm,
he sent the cups and tablecloth flying,
ripped me clothes to tatters
and took me then and there,
making wild, mad, passionate love to me on the tabletop!
It was a nightmare,
I tell you,
an absolute nightmare!"
"I don't understand,"
said the doctor.
"Do you mean the sex your husband provided wasn't good"?
"Oh, no, no, no, doctor!
The sex was fine indeed!
'Twas the best sex I've had in 25 years!
But sure as I'm sittin' here,
I'll never be able to show me face in Starbucks again!"
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She is 82 and dying from cancer as we speak.
She said: "There are many different periods in marriage, we are--after 63 years--in the period that's very sweet and tender.'
"I don't believe in God, but I do believe in kindness."
"Regrets? Yes, I would have liked more children."
"My husband said 'Don't die, you got a great bum.'"
"No, no funeral. We are thinking about squash."
"Yes, we still love each other, we haven't had a fight since last night."
- Location:home
- Mood:aspired
- Music:deepest blue
What a great show, what a great cast! Here are some quotes before our final goodbye:
Mark Anthony: "That's an exit."
Mark Anthony: "And still fucking your mother."
Mark Antony:"Oh, do cheer up. You're still alive, aren't you?". Posca:"I do hope so. If this is the afterlife it is extremely disappointing."
Octavian :"You have many qualities Agrippa, seduction is not one of them"
Octavian:"Such little hands you have, so dry", Livia:"Thank you !"
Titus Pullo: When you couple with her, there's a spot just above her cunny, it's like a little button. Now... attend to that button, and she will open up, like a flower.
Lucius Vorenus: [aghast] How do you know this about her?
Titus Pullo: *All* women have them! Ask anyone!
Titus Pullo "I know we got off on the wrong foot, me killing your man and all." To Eirene when he asked her to marry him.
Titus Pullo: [wakes up during the night; sees Eirene approaching]
Titus Pullo: [smiles]
Titus Pullo: Eirene. It's good to see you.
[she puts a knife to his throat]
Titus Pullo: [gasps, but doesn't fight her] Fair enough.
Titus Pullo: [closes eyes]
[she presses in the knife, but hesitates]
Titus Pullo: [peeks]
Titus Pullo: Erm... i-if-if... If you can't do it... th-that's all right too.
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calm
Her eyes said it all.
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bouncy
At first I was uncomfortable, but now I miss her.
Even when she ate my shoe, I loved the silly thing.
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