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Dancing Blonde strikes again
Tue, 11 Oct 2005
I wanna walk to the beat of my own drum - Poe


Some days song lyrics are the best way to communicate for me. I find that music lets those things that render me inarticulate out. It pushes, pulls, and cajoles me into release and renewal. Sometimes it allows me to sing (or scream) the things out loud that I so want to say in real life, but know that I won’t. On the one hand there is much evidence that if you want to be a happy, sane person, you should focus on the happy things. It will let you move on and release those things that cause your stomach to clench; your jaw to grind; your heart to ache.


Supporting Quote for Letting Go:
“All that is necessary to break the spell of inertia and frustration is this: Act as if it were impossible to fail. That is the talisman, the formula, the command of right-about-face which turns us from failure towards success.” – Dorothea Brande


But then there is the part that wants to take responsibility. The section of mind that screams to “stop the madness now”; or quotes the infinite parent line about “if everyone else is a lemming and leaps off a cliff are you going to follow?” If no one says anything, that doesn’t make things better or help us grow, so how can that be the full and correct answer?


I know that the truth is in the middle. In the balance. However, instead of balanced on some infinite scale somewhere, I feel more in common with the gnarled up tree; not entirely sure which way to grow; or where to put my roots for sustenance. My sense of balance feels precarious; and I have to trust to instinct, which can feel so very scary. I leave you with the lyrics of Poe; a song I find myself singing in my mind quite often.




Mother spent ten years sitting by a window
Scared if she spoke she would die of a heart attack
She listened as her dreams silently screamed
They drowned like little dolphins caught in a fishnet


Dear world I'm pleased to meet you


Hey everybody when you walk the walk
You gotta back it all up can you talk the talk?
Hey everybody when I hear the knock
Don't wanna measure out my life to the tick of a clock


Hey everybody when my daddy died
He had a sad sad story living in his eyes
Hey everybody when you walk the walk
You can not measure out your life to the tick of a clock


I wanna walk to the beat of my own drum
I wanna walk to the beat of my own drum
Walk to the beat of my own drum
I wanna walk to the beat of my own drum


Hey everybody
When you walk the walk
You gotta back it all up
Can you talk the talk?


Hey everybody
When I hear the knock
You wanna measure out my life
To the tick of a clock
Hey every-, hey everybody
Can you walk the walk?


I wanna walk to the beat of my own drums
(Say wha-wha-what you wanna?)
I wanna walk to the beat of my own drums
(Say wha-wha-what you wanna?)
Walk to the beat of my own drums
(Say wha-wha-what you wanna?)
I wanna walk to the beat of my own drums
(Say wha-wha-what you wanna?)


Walk to the beat of my own drum
I wanna live to the beat of my own drum
I wanna laugh to the beat of my own drum
I wanna hang ten, hi, say pleased to meet you


Take to the beat of my own drum
I wanna give to the beat of my own drum
Fly, cry, win, lose, live, die, take five
Pleased to meet you


My daddy spent ten years living on the outside looking in
He thought that he would never get back, hey, get back
Watched his dream walk across a silver screen
And he was standing there when the theater went pitch black


Dear world I'm pleased to meet you


Hey everybody when I walk the walk
I gotta back it all up can I talk the talk?
Hey everybody when I hear the knock
Don't wanna measure out my life to the tick of a clock


Hey every-,
Hey every-,
Hey every-,
Hey everybody
Can you walk the walk?


Walk, walk, walk
Can you walk the walk?


I wanna walk to the beat of my own drums
(Say wha-wha-what you wanna?)
I wanna walk to the beat of my own drums
(Say wha-wha-what you wanna?)
Walk to the beat of my own drums
(Say wha-wha-what you wanna?)
I wanna walk to the beat of my own drums
(Say wha-wha-what you wanna?)


Hey,
Play to the beat of my own drum


I wanna sing to the beat of my own drum
I wanna play to the beat of my own drum
I wanna hang ten, hi, say pleased to meet you
Screw up to the beat of my own drum
I wanna dig it out of dirt and do it to my drum
Scream shout
Wipe out
Win, lose, wipe out
Saunter down my street
Make love to my baby
To my baby
Make love to my baby
To my baby, oh


Father :
It's a wonderful idea, but it doesn't work.


My own drum, my own beat
My own drum, my own beat


Did you ever get the feeling that it's really a joke
You think you've got it figured out and then you find that you don't
So you say goodbye to the world and now you're floating in space
You got no sense of nothing not even a time or a place
Suddenly you hear it is the beat of your heart
And for the first time in your life you know your life is about to start
Oh, yeah, when you're alone


Hey everybody
Hey everybody
Hey everybody when you walk the walk
You gotta back it up, back it up, back it up, back it what?
Say wha-wha-wha-wha-wha-wha-wha-wha-wha-what you wanna?
Say wha-wha-wha-wha-wha-wha-wha-wha-wha-what you wanna?


I wanna walk to the beat of my own drums
Hey everybody, hey everybody
I wanna walk to the beat of my own drums
Hey everybody, hey everybody
I wanna walk to the beat of my own drums


Posted by dancingblonde at 6:17 PM PDT
Mon, 10 Oct 2005
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"A human life is like a single letter of the alphabet. It can be meaningless. Or it can be part of a great meaning."

Posted by dancingblonde at 6:56 PM PDT
Fri, 7 Oct 2005
Sometimes...

Somtimes, all you need to do to shift your perspective is to look up.

Posted by dancingblonde at 6:21 PM PDT
Thu, 6 Oct 2005
Reminders

Things to remember when life gets stressful (which it ALWAYS seems to do right around this time of the year.)


- The most beautiful buildings are never built in a day.
- Worrying does not get you anywhere.
- Life is a one way ticket, and it's all about the journey baby.
- You are worth it.
- Relationships are just as necessary a form of nourishment as food.
- Laughter may not solve the problem, but it ALWAYS lightens the load.
- We are all different, but we all face similar challenges at some point.
- To really live life and appreciate good times, sometimes the bad times serve as salt to remind us how sweet the good times really are.
- Attitude really can drive how your day goes.
- You have the right to feel great and have fun. Sometimes its just more work than other times.
- Do the best you can, and you WILL be rewarded; even if its in an unanticipated way.
- Sometimes all anybody needs is a hug. Take one, pass it on.

Posted by dancingblonde at 5:53 PM PDT
Wed, 5 Oct 2005
Pink - 18 Wheeler

Can't keep me down
Can't keep me down, down
Can't keep me down
I said you can't keep me down
You know you can't keep me down
I said you can't keep me down


Hey, hey, man! What's your problem?
I see you tryin' to hurt me bad
Don't know what you're up against
Maybe you should reconsider
Come up with another plan
Cuz you know I'm not that kinda girl
That'll lay there and let you come first


You can push me out the window
I'll just get back up
You can run over me with your 18 wheeler truck
And I won't give up
You can hang me like a slave
I'll go underground
You can run over me with your 18 wheeler but
You can't keep me down, down, down, down


Can't keep me down, down
Can't keep me down, down, down
Can't keep me down, down


Hey, hey, girl! Are you ready for today?
You got your shield and sword?
Cuz its time to play the games
You are beautiful
Even though your not for sure
Don't let him pull you by the skirt
You're gonna get your feelings hurt


You can push me out the window
I'll just get back up
You can run over me with your 18 wheeler truck
And I won't give up
You can hang me like a slave
I'll go underground
You can run over me with your 18 wheeler but
You can't keep me down, down, down, down


You can push me out the window
I'll just get back up
You can run over me with your 18 wheeler truck
And I won't give up
You can hang me like a slave
I'll go underground
You can run over me with your 18 wheeler but
You can't keep me down, down, down, down


Everywhere that I go
There's someone waitin' to chain me
Everything that I say
There's someone tryin' to short change me
I am only this way
Because of what you have made me
And I'm not gonna break!


You can push me out the window
I'll just get back up
You can run over me with your 18 wheeler truck
And I won't give up
You can hang me like a slave
I'll go underground
You can run over me with your 18 wheeler but
You can't keep me down


You can push me out the window
I'll just get back up
You can run over me with your 18 wheeler truck
And I won't give
I won't give up
You can hang me like a slave
I'll go underground
You can run over me with your 18 wheeler but
You can't keep me down, down, down, down, down, down, no, no


You can push me out the window
I'll just get back up (I'll just get back up)
You can run over me with your 18 wheeler truck
And I won't give up (you can try--I won't give up)
You can hang me like a slave (hahaha)
I'll go underground (I'll go underground, ground, ground ground..)
You can run over me with your 18 wheeler but
You can't keep me down, down, down, down (Can't keep me down!!!)
-Pink

Posted by dancingblonde at 12:01 AM PDT

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