(I apologize for this picture, it was bright out)
This wine was described to me as very "well-balanced," which was true. Not once while I was drinking it, pouring several glasses carelessly from the bottle, did it once lose its footing or come close to falling over. Not once did it wobble. I found it to be surprisingly balanced for a wine with such an obviously suggestive name.
I like the christian sub-themes in the label design, the saint and sinner impulses, etc. I'll leave it at that so as not to further offend the gentle christian sensibilities of my community.
It is my second day off. Tomorrow I will return to work, cursing my perpetual cowardice. Every day that I go in to my current job I swallow yet another tablespoon of self-hatred and pitiful soul-crushing self-loathing. I know that I was not put on the earth to serve mankind in the way that I am, as part of the most beloved uber-aggressive capitalist juggernaut the world has ever known. Every day that I think about it I am reminded of The Book of Revelations. I am not at liberty to go into detail, but I work in the belly of the beast, as it were, daily dosed with inspirational laxative. Nobody seems to understand my odium towards myself for the thing that I do, the thing that I've become, because they all openly love the corporation so much, and so well.
Well, thanks for your corporation, folks...
“Each person is only given so many evenings and each wasted evening is a gross violation against the natural course of your only life.” - Charles Bukowski
Speaking of revelations.... Has anybody ever noticed how substantially different Christ's voice is in Revelations as opposed to the gospels? Crazy stuff. One wonders... Ok, I have kind of promised a few people I'd let my christianity-bashing go for a while. I'm told that this is a land of many zealots and I should step carefully, and kneel to pray when in doubt. Doesn't the warning actually warn of something else altogether? I get the feeling they are afraid for me rather of me, for once. We've been shot at since being here. It took me 30 years to accomplish that in Florida, less than a month here. I got hit by a car in only a week. Coincidence? These hills are tidal waves of danger.
Okay, I'm probably pissing my pregnant wife off in some new way right now, one that I am completely unaware of. In fact, me being unaware of it will most certainly be a component of the violation. So few people give the father any credit at all for all that he endures in producing a child. Everybody jokes that his contribution has been made, he has the "easy part." I'd like to test this assertion by insisting that all pregnant women live together during their gestation periods. It would end those casual jokes forever.
Pray for me tomorrow night, wherever you are, kneel in silence and beg the lord, our god, to send angels to lift my spirits. If you close your eyes and can think of no prayerful words then let these humble words guide you towards the light...
Who knows what tomorrow brings
In a world, few hearts survive
All I know is the way I feel
When it's real, I keep it alive
The road is long, there are mountains in our way
But we climb a step every day
Love lift us up where we belong
Where the eagles cry on a mountain high
Love lift us up where we belong
Far from the world we know, up where the clear winds blow
Some hang on to "used to be"
Live their lives, looking behind
All we have is here and now
All our life, out there to find
The road is long, there are mountains in our way,
But we climb them a step every day
Love lift us up where we belong
Where the eagles cry on a mountain high
Love lift us up where we belong
Far from the world we know, up where the clear winds blow
Time goes by
No time to cry
Life's you and I
Alive, today
Love lift us up where we belong
Where the eagles cry on a mountain high
Love lift us up where we belong
Far from the world we know, up where the clear winds blow....
-performed by Joe Cocker and Jennifer Warnes, from the film "An Officer and a Gentleman"
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