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PainJunkieNothing is fun until it hurts June 22 Time Takes TimeI/m clearing out old stuff, and I wrote this song in August 2006. I had been all pulverized two years previously and I was learning about suffering in new ways. Through it all, I learned the simple truth that Time Takes Time. Thanks Mr. Starkey. enjoy… No fun inside here
-john r durant August 2006 June 09 Greenfields—a new poem I wroteLosing things as fast as I can Curled up like a child just how I began Dust-bin Danny's got a crooked walk His lonely secrets beg him to talk Every Winter feels just like Spring Since I died I don't feel a thing Sweet, sweet gentle suicide Lets all my courage run and hide Not all that's dark is bad for me Inky silence sets me free Every night whispers "The end" Dawn laughs it off, "Let's do it again" I'm a tired fighter-- tasted too much blood A weary little dove after the flood A wide-eyed junkie waiting for a fix A bruised lover just taking her licks These wounds I was meant to own Make me unafraid and alone I wish that I could shine like you Bought my halo with an I.O.U. Keeping these ghosts alive Something dies just to survive Greenfields The promise of something new Greenfields It's down to just me and you May 2009 April 16 Most Expensive Guitar in the WordI discovered today that the 1978 Washburn Hawk model that I own (still with original humbuckers, bridge, the works) is identical (same year, same model, same finish, everything) as the most expensive guitar in the world: http://www.guitarsite.com/hotlicks/about4401.html
It turns out that Bob Marley had a guitar identical to my own, and he gave it to his tech and friend, Sir Johan Carlsen III, after a show in 1979. For reasons you can discover following the link above, it has been certified as the most expensive guitar in the world.
What makes it truly priceless is the sounds it produces. It has the a beautiful, unmatchable tone. I cannot imagine the world without the sounds this guitar makes. It is simply a miracle. Knowing that Bob was also enchanted by its spell makes me smile. I hope he's listening (and kindly tolerant) when I play. It's magic.
John April 07 Embrace in the FreefallI wrote some thoughts in my journal a few days ago that I believe will be useful to others, especially those faced with challenges that make them shudder. Here’s what I wrote: “God, if He truly loves us, must push us to our limit and then a step beyond: the unknown. This is when the full trust begins. Paradoxically but nonetheless precisely: this point of freefall is when we receive the Embrace. We ultimately choose between hope and despair. Because God wants to bring out the godliness within us, He escorts out onto the plane where the greatest challenges go down. He may use health problems, poverty, family problems, or other tragedies of great variety to bring us there. Then, while in the throes of that struggle we are in a position to choose between despair and hope. Our gesture of will at this point writes the truest story. This is when our legacy becomes everlasting.” My experience has taught me that the words I just wrote are precisely true. It has taken pain, time, and many hours of reflection to understand what these things mean, their value, and how to express them. Let me know if these words help. Tell me your story. March 11 Gone but still here
I’ve got a cruel friend He won’t leave me alone He pushes me Between a rock and a stone The gritty powder Between my teeth Soon I’ll forget All that’s ugly beneath Oh love I think you know I can’t help myself I was born to worry That blur- my destiny It’s in such a hurry I’m looking through A hole in this cloud And, what I can’t change Is shouting-- so loud Oh love I think you know When you were as close As close as you could be It was so complicated Just to be me So many things My heart couldn’t say My aches and sorrows They got in the way My shadow grew While yours was the same I was breathless and weary When the morning came Oh love I think you know
---- March 2009 © John R. Durant
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