Thursday, October 19, 2006

Possibility

Once again I raised my sails
Set my ship into the gale
Sailed out on the ocean blue
In search of you

The captain he was lost at sea
And left no one aboard but me
I'll have to find my way back home
All alone

I'm a fool in so many ways
Been around too long, I've seen better days
I'm just a fool drifting through the days
Waiting for the wind to change

The ship and all it's possibility has been one of the most enduring of man's symbols. Always a place to go, a sea to take us to freedom. A sudden wind to change our direction. The ocean, the sea worthy vessel, and man's infinite imagination will never fail him.

13 Comments:

Anonymous tseka said...

Beautiful jm

Too beautiful to be lost beneath the "fold"
Perhaps your date (saturday 14 october)needs checking?

19/10/06 5:24 PM  
Blogger JoannaOregon said...

What a fine poem, jm! Sure beautifully describes "my" life these days since... well, you know, since... whatever... just all so weird and silly.

19/10/06 10:20 PM  
Blogger jm said...

Joanna.

19/10/06 11:08 PM  
Anonymous casey said...

[I]I sailed on the waters
The waters of my life
With the wind at my back
I cut like a knife
The stars that I followed
All Ied me true
'Til I changed direction
And started following you

Now I'm shipwrecked
So far from home
Yes I'm shipwrecked
On these shores of stone

I have gone hungry
Crazy with thirst
I've got no one to blame
Unless I blame myself first
Because I saw that horizon
And I felt that chill
Still I thought that I could catch you
Now I never will

'Cause I'm shipwrecked
So far from home
Yes I'm shipwrecked
On these shores of stone

This is just a message in a bottle
This is just a sad communique
These are just some things I want to tell you
Nowadays this is the only way

'Cause I'm shipwrecked
On these shores of stone[/I]





That's how I feel about our blogs -- messages in a bottle.

20/10/06 6:35 AM  
Blogger kj said...

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20/10/06 8:02 AM  
Blogger Neith said...

Makes me remember walking on the docks in San Diego, looking at the big sailing ship there . . for me, the smells are so evocative.

Now . . . jm, what are you up to?!?!?!? My antenna are quivering. . . . :-)

20/10/06 8:28 AM  
Blogger Kadimiros said...

"All At Sea", by Jamie Cullum

I'm all at sea
Where no one can bother me
Forgot my roots
If only for a day
Just me and my thoughts sailing far away....

20/10/06 9:26 AM  
Blogger jm said...

I'm all at sea
Where no one can bother me


This may be true, but there're waves, currents, eddies, and sea monsters to contend with.

20/10/06 3:42 PM  
Blogger Kadimiros said...

LOL! I've never encountered a sea monster, except at a company where I once worked.

Well, it was a dream about work. The company's new president appeared in my dream as a black dragon, rising out of the sea. "Heads up, everybody!" I shouted, but everybody was too busy partying on the beach to notice.

Bah, those landlubbers, what do they know.
:-)

20/10/06 4:34 PM  
Blogger jm said...

Great one Kad!!!!

You and the dream.

20/10/06 5:11 PM  
Blogger jm said...

Heads up, everybody!" I shouted, but everybody was too busy partying on the beach to notice.

The Moon joop to the rescue!
This reminds me of the tsunami. I'll never in a trillion years believe how they missed the signs.

20/10/06 5:14 PM  
Blogger Kadimiros said...

Eh, hypervigilance -- I complained to a manager that I was getting a Cassandra complex from office politics. :-) That was the company where I met my best friend.

"This reminds me of the tsunami. I'll never in a trillion years believe how they missed the signs."

I don't know how....

My feeling at the time was that a lot of people did sense something coming, and that it was making many people nervous.

Remember how one evening you said that it felt like doomsday on the forums, and you wondered about that? I responded with something like "I don't know about doomsday but....I think I'll stop looking at the news for a while....I feel bad for people's pain." I was being oblique. Part of it was that when I scanned news headlines during that period of time, I half-expected to see reports of a natural disaster. I knew that small natural disasters are a normal and frequent occurrence. So I started thinking that it must be something bigger than usual to show up on my subconscious survival radar. I didn't like the feeling. Meanwhile, some of us were going on about death experiences on one of the threads, ha ha.

But I didn't believe in doing negative predictions, and maybe I was being extra crazy. It's odd what we tune into; it didn't affect me directly. Maybe I was being influenced because that forum was so intent on following the news and anticipating the twists and turns of the world. I thought that could become an unhealthy hobby, but I was curious to see how the attempts fared.

I still think that prediction is limited because so much of the future is changeable potential. Even Mother Nature. A sea of possibilities -- especially knowing how to tack, to seemingly sail against the wind or faster than the wind.

20/10/06 6:24 PM  
Blogger jm said...

I still think that prediction is limited

Very limited. It's not meant to be. We all get it right occasionally but that's about it. If it worked people would forget about the present. It's a cosmic trick, I think. The lure of the future away from mindfulness, and the inescapable lesson of learning it. We always end up flat back to zero, or that "infinite possibility" point.

Prediction never interested me much. I'm too fond of surprise.

20/10/06 6:45 PM  

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