This blog deals with my search for truth and meaning in life - poems I've written over the years, essays, thoughts on the nature of reality and short stories as an outlet for my creativity and spirituality, as well as other words of inspiration that I would like to share. Jonathan Livingston Seagull by Richard Bach is one of my favourite books. The Seagull is the source of my inspiration. I hope you enjoy it!
Jonathan Livingston Seagull
“They are saying in the Flock that if you are not the Son of the Great Gull Himself”, Fletcher told Jonathan one morning after Advanced Speed Practice, “then you are a thousand years ahead of your time.”
Jonathan sighed. The price of being misunderstood he thought. They call you devil or they call you god. “What do you think, Fletch? Are we ahead of our time?”
A long silence, “Well, this kind of flying has always been here to be learned by anyone who wanted to discover it; that’s got nothing to do with time. We’re ahead of the fashion, maybe. Ahead of the way that most gulls fly.”“That’s something,” Jonathan said, rolling to glide inverted for a while. “That’s not half as bad as being ahead of our time”.
Richard Bach
Jonathan Livingston Seagull
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Have been listening to Perfect Symmetry a lot recently...this is a great song and seems to be the right song at the right time for me....
ReplyDeleteLove is the end - Keane
Now is the time of our comfort and plenty
These are the days we've been working for
Nothing can touch us, and nothing can hurt us
And nothing goes wrong anymore
Singing a song with your feet on the dashboard
The cigarette streaming into the night
These are the things that I want to remember
I want to remember you by
It won't come again
Cos love is the end
Oh no, my friend
Love is the end
I took off my clothes and I ran to the ocean
Looking for somewhere to start a-new
And when I was drowning in that holy water
All I could think of was you
Woah, my friend
Love is the end
So lets not pretend
Cos love is the end
Take it back, don't let it die
Or rage against the fallen night
Cos I still do, depend on you
Don't say those words, you wrung me through
Woah, oh oh
Love is the end
So lets not pretend
Cos love is the end
So I tread the only road
The only road I know
Nowhere to go, but home
Nowhere to go
Maybe our time is up
But still you can't abandon
But all the principles of love
Don't say those words
Don't say those words