s!mbells wrote:I like your poem....very appropriate (well for my feelings about what Coke did to the song) but I'm not sure why it relates to your day at work. You potentially work in a corporate environment and maybe your not happy with a business direction??? Feel free to explain....
Okay, since you asked.

I don't work for a corporation; I sue corporations. A lot of the corporate employees that I encounter face huge pressures to do things that are rotten. I hope to provide a counter-balance to those pressures, so that maybe some of them would be able to go to their bosses and say, "I'm sorry. We just can't do that. It's illegal." Hope springs eternal. Get it? "spring" like our song.
As for Middle Eastern tyrants, have you checked out "Here Lies Love?" Some people think that David went too easy on Imelda, but I think the work really damns her. Check out David's duet in "Seven Years" and tell me which of those characters is a saint. (As your literary mentor, I feel free to toss out assignments! You should choose your mentors more carefully.) Rationalization and denial color everyone's perceptions, probably, but they can really blind those with unchecked authority. That's why I think they hold on. I was shocked when Mubarak left, actually.
So, trying to segue back to our Song 'o the Week, I'm noticing that it's a very sensory lyric. Sound-words like drip, images like the sun, and that "sliver of glass" stick in my mind. Mindfulness, presence, awareness of nature might be a theme? Maybe there's a connection between 19th century transcendental thought and eastern Buddhism (mindfulness etc.) Or maybe I'm piling too much weight onto this little song.
What's the latest on the "Theory of Everything?" I've been waiting for the astrophysicists and the quantum physicists to figure that out for as long as I've been waiting for the flying car I was promised as a child. (I've given up on the flying car. Global warming, you know, who could justify that carbon footprint?) I do find the very small physics fascinating. I read a story last week that said there were more neural "connections" in every human brain than there were stars in the universe. Wonder how many of mine are grooving on Byrne's music.

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