posted on September 20, 2011 at 9:43 pm

the parable of the english man

i wandered in the wilderness of a childhood

until one day

high on a mountain in the older  world

the sweet spirit of music possessed me

and then but slowly

revealing only several of her many aspects

i admit i do not understand music

it is impossible

akin to understanding beauty

or understanding love

there is simply an eternal secret within it

one true magic of this world

the thing nobody will ever figure out completely

music sayeth unto me : subtlety ambiguity strangeness exaltation

maybe this is too big a job for you man it could take a lifetime

no no i say

i know it will take a long time

maybe more lifetimes than any old one

i trust nothing and no one only music

i love nothing and no one only music

i believe in nothing or no one only music

if you cut me i will bleed songs

and in the songs you will find your own blood

the spirit of music is swift is fleet is gone like that

oh  but i have loved her so unerringly obsessively

i know she will not desert me ever

nor none of us who love music but not as much as they need it

why this world of men must have its music

we generously share this with you and each other

sweet spirit of music said i have a place for you

from this day forth you will think of me constantly

and i will appear in thoughts and dreams and reveries

and i will come in disguises and in signs

now come into my arms and choose all the songs that you need

but how do i do that ? i wondered out loud

for there was no one else there

save a ram who had caught his horns in a thicket

but soon the faintest power surged within me

that will have to do i supposed

i walk the path i have no friends to speak of

i disdain anything unarcane

everything else has become inaccessible

i have no common sense at all

music has made me a fool

i have paid everything but i do not care

i am here in my impossible world

not single one person may come in only music

one day i woke up and my sweet spirit said

the love that men bear for me will keep them so turned on

and lo!

naked songs appeared in the whirling fast air

take as many as you can bear

remember to share

music whispered words in my mind were like hieroglyphs

we conferred somewhere between head and heart

if thou can love me only half as much as thy father

i will lay something on you sometimes something quite special

confirm your ardent intentions now promise me everything

i give little to those who cannot promise me everything

yet what is total devotion compared to everlasting song….?

and what is musics dominion only mind and soul and body…..?

so please let me strip the veil from your eye

maybe you can see the glorious infinities of my variations

maybe you can see how its all done

maybe you can see simplicity so obvious that it has become hidden

maybe you can see a way of healing some deep unknown hurt

maybe you can fall off the path maybe you can return

maybe music is the only important thing to a strange soul like you

we talked for a while on that desolate peak

there are no guarantees

no laws no rules no boundaries no exclusion

yet any man may invoke me if he but has faith in his heart

but so few of them do and it must be that way

destiny wants it though  i cannot say why

some may never unearth the music buried inside them

others wither their gift with their scorn

music really is the easiest thing

the easiest thing that ever existed anywhere anytime anyplace at all

the bass guitar is a very easy thing

for easily difficult souls like thee

use intuition and rely on your feelings

it is warm and soothing and humble and strong

play it with love ; it will unfold of itself

your fingers will act as interpreters for you

after the awkward strangeness has gone

a natural space will open  inside

knowledge and invention if they suddenly appear

where once your mind was empty and stuffy

no one can say what course you must follow

you’ll just have to suss it day after day

day after day after day after day

the voice hung in the air for a while like a plangent chorus

already my heart was aching for something

the something special the thing that i wanted

the day was deepening

in lebanon some beast howled in some mountain

a shudder ran through the darkened air

it was the possibility of a world without music

 

 

 

21 Responses to “alone with music”

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    princey | 20 September 2011 at 10:30 pm #

    Love your words sk 🙂

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      thetimebeing | 21 September 2011 at 12:26 am #

      thank you my one true fan!

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        BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 21 September 2011 at 12:32 am #

        OOOuuuuCCCChhhhh !!!!

        Where did i leave the # to my therapist ??? I’m gonna need a double session…again !!!!

        This is like grammar school all over again…no friends….

        just plain,
        me

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    BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 20 September 2011 at 11:00 pm #

    ‘If you cut me I will bleed songs’ …. that is simply amazing SK. What an incredible entry today. Yet again a masterpiece created and composed for the world to share, thank you so much !!!
    Not a day shall pass that I do not embrace music for the gift it truly is…magic onto us with no care or cost. Only to listen with winder, ponder, its true essence, its ability to spread joy and heal all of life’s ills and pain.

    Have an amazing day !!

    AsAlways,
    Darrin K.

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    Meg Manestar | 21 September 2011 at 12:31 am #

    some may never unearth the music buried inside them

    others wither their gift with their scorn

    Too true … There is noise and there is music and there is the music of the spheres And your words in this poem are deep wisdom. Thanks for sharing.. We are like the people in
    michael endes “the grey gentlemen” but we are losing our soul music. We are at the nexus of man n machine.

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    aida morgan | 21 September 2011 at 4:43 am #

    This is brilliant. One of your best pieces in my opinion.

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    Jmb066 | 21 September 2011 at 8:34 am #

    I think a world without music would be very boring indeed. It is my media preference. I will listen to music over any other outlet. Movies, tv will always be a distant 2nd and truly I could live without either one but not my precious music. Drug for me, and I am addicted. I drive a alot for my job and I make sure I have enough music to make it through the day. This morning was Isidore, oh I love this album and eagerly await the next one. The ride home was After Everything and from my post picture you can see it is one of my fave Church release, I love them all for different reasons but this one always makes my day better. After a long horrible meeting today this is what I needed for the long ride home, windows down, volume up and no distractions pure bliss. Music is my drug of choice and yours is worth its weight in gold compared to what else is out there. So keep on believing/trusting/loving in music as much as we believe/love/trust in you.

    Take Care,

    Jason

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    . | 21 September 2011 at 8:53 am #

    a world without music would be such a shame
    i don’t think i’d survive there, not one day
    would pass by without knowing the sadness and pain
    of knowing that the beast had finally captured its prey
    but music and its magic is strong & elusive in its own way
    much smarter than the beast’s nature to kill and to prey
    upon that which it’ll never understand and underestimates
    for the music shall forever paint those barren landscapes
    even when they’re full of beasts and cynics who frustrate
    the whole plan of happiness for me, you, them, and they
    who seek light and wisdom from a world in its fallen state

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    Bill | 21 September 2011 at 8:56 am #

    Music is my only friend, until the end 🙂 Grow or perish. There is no survival. It’s a rainforest. Love this stuff. thanks.

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    mattyc | 21 September 2011 at 11:30 am #

    music is the current coursing through our tissue
    electric, sweeping in her precision
    an ancient memory, a tribal heartbeat
    we sweat to the rhythm
    burn with the heat
    she strokes us with cool fingers, sweet lips
    her warm moist breath
    and steals our soul

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    joey | 21 September 2011 at 1:04 pm #

    ah music, love it live, play some new songs please, still listen to Dylans hard rain, you have niche, got me hooked, envy for sure, darkest before the dawn, let sleeping dogs lie.

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    caitbrid | 21 September 2011 at 2:06 pm #

    Thank you for this and for the music. I’m in the process of losing my mother to cancer and I think music is really my only solace. My mom always shared her love for music and singing with me and I thank you for sharing yours. And she loves your voice SK and she’s always loved the Church. We’ve spent much happy time together listening to you and I’m so grateful.

    Kathleen in Philly

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      thetimebeing | 21 September 2011 at 8:12 pm #

      then this has been an honour for me
      may music always give you solace kathleen

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    Ryan | 21 September 2011 at 7:46 pm #

    music is indeed magic. who could explain the states it calls forth? the thoughts and feelings that course over one when the notes hit like a sudden wind or a ray of light? i can’t imagine a world without music. it would be bleak, inhospitable, barren. a world of hollow men leading cardboard lives.

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    Lara | 22 September 2011 at 1:05 am #

    Lovely.

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    Freddie | 22 September 2011 at 3:28 am #

    If the universe was created through vibration, what is music but vibration? Therefore, music created the universe. And though we look like entities with solid bodies, we are in reality, each a piece of music. Take me for instance; I’m a real piece of work! 😀

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    Meg Manestar | 24 September 2011 at 7:31 pm #

    natural space will open  inside….. Natural space and grace can fit together in that one.I do call that grace. Instrumental grace as it is on quite a few levels.

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    hellbound heart | 26 September 2011 at 8:09 pm #

    the love of music…..bless you and your music, Steve


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