| The Four Seasons – Rag Doll Lyrics | 9 years ago |
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hello this is about a child who gets leftovers in life. a stray or foster child orphan or eastward. doesn't really belong an outsider. |
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| Audioslave – I Am the Highway Lyrics | 14 years ago |
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Hi there happy campers. This song is all about so many things. It kept me going, during my unfortunate prolonged repeated incarcerations. I would do my flowing, energizing, power walk around and around a big circle out in the cold night air, in the little enclosed "outdoor" rec area. We were only allowed outside at night, because the guys had use of it during the warmer daylight hours. It was something of a basketball court, although the basketball they gave us was only about half inflated. (half deflated?) They would pump it up with air for the guys during the day, but not for us girls. As I walked, I sang this song loudly, purely, freely, always looking up at the moon. After several laps, I realized we were all walking the wrong direction, the one that the trustee had chosen. I immediately turned about face, and walked in the right direction. As I sang, some of the others changed their direction too. It made no sense to return to what was left. I wanted to undo the negative, old energy pattern. Out loud to the other women I said, " I feel like a basketball. They make me jump through hoops, wear orange, bounce me around, in and out of here." It had been 6 times so far that I had been arrested. Because my brother did a DUI. Well, the 7th time they arrested me, they decided to sentence me. Because of failure to comply with the probation requirements. So they gave me a black and white striped uniform. Out loud to the other women I said, "I feel like a soccer ball. They have sure kicked me around a lot to each other and then knocked me hard enough to get their goals. Is that kinda like making quota? I guess now they will kick me to the curb and be done with it." As I sang and thought and walked, angry at the game I seemed to be stuck in, I remembered how the energy we put out there has a ripple effect, like a rock thrown in a pool of water, a pond, a lake, an ocean, and it flows out to all of the world. I was determined to not help them spread nastiness all around. I then knew why this particular song was stuck in my head. Because we had chosen on some level to believe all we were was some kind of deflated game piece, or were trained to believe this, we were here, locked up, a victim of that game. But what if we can believe and remember who we really are, persons, beings, energy constructs, dimensions, galaxies, universes of all kinds of creations from our internal souls. Just then my whole soul and heart, lept and trembled with knowingness, in truth and faith and tears came to my eyes. I cried with joy and pain, when I saw who we were. We are Women. Women can create things that a man cannot. Women can bear things that a man cannot. This is something certain types of men cannot deal with. They hate us for it. Especially a tightly wound guy who takes a low paying job with a big gun, a tazer, a tightly wound uniform, a tightly wound set of regulations that he gets to inflict on others, who evidently must be into locking up the creators of humankind, and being a tightly wound control freak. We remembered our power, and saw that YES we all had walked a million miles through things that some people could not handle. And that an entire sick belief system, attempting to enslave creation and uniqueness in the name of "preserving peace, law and their order," just sometimes means means preserving their orders. We must be extraordinary creatures, us women. They go to so much trouble to make us feel like some wheels they can ride free on, and they want us to forget that we are the HIGH WAY while the HEADCHEESE says to us (we hope you know its my way.) We are not a magic carpet ride for you to (use like a rug.) WE ARE THE MOON, THE SKY, THUNDER, LIGHTENING, RAIN. We are everything that is and shall ever be. We are Mother Earth and Mother Nature Herself! Love Nadine Darkhorse |
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