Sunday, May 18, 2008

just another post

you look darkly on the day
memories to light your way
they're all sad but that's alright
we are living in twilight.
no one knocks upon your door
till you don't care anymore
a little alone but it's alright
we are always living in twilight.
living in a dream,walkin in between
sunset and sunrise
sunrise and sunset.
you get tied up in your day
so I let go and walk away
so it goes till no one knows
you like they used to do.
have a drink, the sky is sinkin
torn up deeper blue
and you're still alright
step out in the twilight.
so I stumble home at night
like I stumbled through my life
with ghosts and visions in my sight
we are always living in twilight.
-the weepies


When I heard this song and got past the "twilight zone" image in my mind, I realized this song, at least to me, is about those odd and hazy gaps in life-those gaps where you feel like you are stumbling through life clueless although not completely off path. I just saw Prince Caspian, so I can't get the image of Susan riding through the forest of dancing trees knowing she's going toward Aslan but realizing everyone else is back fighting the battle. In moments like these, strangely I'm satisfied by playing tennis for a couple of hours, because at least I have a goal and a clear opponent. The funny thing is, I, and most people I know, hate real conflicts and listen too much to fear when they sneak into daily life.

When Susan realizes that she didn't believe they would see Aslan again, she says, "I really believed it was him tonight, when you (Lucy) woke us up. I mean, deep down inside. Or I could have, if I let myself. But, I just wanted to get out of the woods--and --and oh, I don't know. And what ever am I to say to him?"
Aslan says her name, to which she does not respond. "You have listened to your fears, child," he said. "Come, let me breathe on you. Forget them. Are you brave again?"

If we could only know that in the middle of the twilight, He is there. Sometimes, I think, waiting for us to just let ourselves believe He is. Then we will fight the battle with Him.

A Christmas Carol

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