Only if For a Night

"no light no light in your bright blue eyes

I never knew daylight could be so violent

A revelation in the light of day

you can choose what stays and what fades away"

-Florence + Machine "no Light no light"

Damn.  That is a song.  I encourage you to go over to youtube and listen to her unplugged concert.  This one starts at about 19 minutes in.  You can't auto tune talent like that.  She makes the sound engineers job easy.  You also can't fake that emotion.  I don't know what it is about the fairer gender, but they can write some lyrics and express things that most men cannot comprehend.  Thank God for differences.  

So the government shut down looms.  I have to ask.. wouldn't it be great if they called a government and no one showed up?

I think four classes was one too many, or one too few.  

Yep, I have too much on my mind to organize it into a semi coherent ramble fest tonight.  

Disconnected

“Let him who cannot be alone beware of community... Let him who is not in community beware of being alone... Each by itself has profound perils and pitfalls. One who wants fellowship without solitude plunges into the void of words and feelings, and the one who seeks solitude without fellowship perishes in the abyss of vanity, self-infatuation and despair.”

― Dietrich Bonhoeffer, Life Together: The Classic Exploration of Faith in Community

so this week has been like camping.  No Internet.  No Mail service.  No Internet due to the complexities of keeping a wire connected and availability of my schedule.  I laughed when Time Warner asked if Monday at 11 AM was a good time for their over qualified technician to drop in.  I inquired how one could make the money necessary to pay for the luxury of their service if one is receiving their employees at one's home. No mail, and I hardly noticed, due to a key issue.  Actually, lack of key issue.  See, the thing is, I hate minor inconveniences.  Having to unlock the mailbox every day ranks up there with people buying lottery tickets at Speedway while I not so patiently wait behind them.  Also, I keep forgetting to inform the mailman (woman?) of this issue.  The mail sits there like Humphrey Bogart in Casablanca.  And Waits.  And Waits.  And Waits.  

So while perusing the net on the grand ol iPad, I came across the above quote.  It reminded me of some previous quotes and issues I have discussed.  So, I thought you might enjoy it.

Soon, and hopefully soon, I shall rejoin the land of the connected.