March 11th, 2010

wave

Google is now a verb...in this beautiful song

What lovely lyrics....! Thanks to purely_narcotic




I Google you
late at night when I don’t know what to do
I find photos
you’ve forgotten
you were in
put up by your friends

I Google you
when the day is done and everything is through
I read your journal
that you kept
that month in France
I’ve watched you dance

And I’m pleased your name is practically unique
it’s only you and
a would-be PhD in Chesapeake
who writes papers on
the structure of the sun
I’ve read each one
I know that I
should let you fade
but there’s that box
and there’s your name
somehow it never makes the pain
grow less or fade or disappear
I think that I should save my soul and
I should crawl back in my hole
But it’s too easy just to fold
and type your name again
I fear
I google you
Whenever I’m alone and feeling blue
And each scrap of information
That I gather
says you’ve got somebody new
And it really shouldn’t matter
ought to blow up my computer
but instead….
I google you

Neil Gaiman.
wave

Two kinds of reflection

One reflection:


If there's some trait I particularly detest in a person, I can be fairly sure that it's a trait that can be found in me, too...


Here's a photo of the mirror world of Creve Coeur Lake...the branches of the water world bend towards the branches of the air world. Do the bending branches admire themselves in the water, or do they look at other things? (Very asakiyume-ish thoughts!)

The mirror world clouds float along, matching their counterparts....that's synchronized scudding!


reflection creve coeur lake 08010

This is another kind of reflection.