I wanna ask you Do you ever sit and wonder, It's so strange That we could be together for So long, and never know, never care What goes on in the other one's head?
Things I've felt but I've never said You said things that I never said So I'll say something that I should have said long ago:
(You don't know me) You don't know me at all (You don't know me) You don't know me at all (at all)
You could have just propped me up on the table like a mannequin Or a cardboard stand-up and paint me (paint me anything) Any face that you wanted me To be seen. We're Damned by the existential moment where We saw the couple in the coma and It was we were the cliché, But we carried on anyway.
So, sure, I could just close my eyes. Yeah, sure, trace and memorize, But can you go back once you know
(You don't know me) You don't know me at all (You don't know me) You don't know me at all (at all)
(You don't know me) You don't know me at all (You don't know me) You don't know me
If I'm the person that you think I am (Ah ah ahh) Clueless chump you seem to think I am (Ah ah ahhh) So easily led astray, An errant dog who occasionally escapes and needs a shorter leash, then Why the fuck would you want me back?!
Maybe it's because
(You don't know me at all)
Ahhh ah Ahhh ah
(You don't know me, you don't know me.)
Ahhh ah Ahhh ah
So, what I'm trying to say is What (What?) I'm trying to tell you It's not gonna come out like I wanna say it cause I know you'll only change it. (Say it.)
(You don't know me) You don't know me at all (You don't know me) You don't know me at all (at all)
(You don't know me) You don't know me at all (You don't know me) You don't know me at all (at all)
As I was organizing the photos to post, my mind brings me back to a moment last year.
My cousin and I were lost at Rotterdam; but I'd say, it's the most beautiful mistake ever. Neither of us have camera in our bags but my mind kept on taking in as she was driving and looking for the way out.
We were on our way to the spa, which we have no idea where it is; very suburban/country place.
So on one of the wrong turns, we went into what I think is a field for crops. On an 8 o’clock winter night, it is darker in the country as there’s very minimum light pollution. Under the dim moon light, I saw a few sheep munching their midnight snacks. The night scenery stretches out under the starlight with very few clouds.
Words cannot describe how I feel about this image that I have seen and is vividly reviving in my mind now.
Then we came into this really small road and stopped in front of a small house. The road is REALLY small, I feel the need to emphasize this because both side of the road were water channels for the crop; and she can only make the U-turn on of those really small bridges as well. Kind of scary in a way.
After the turn, I continue to admire this countryside scene. It was serene. The little house was decorated in orange-yellow Christmas light and sheep were around the crop… just freely enjoying the night.
That moment is so beautiful. That moment reminds me of much of life, of all the presence that I want to take in in me.
It was spiritual refreshing. And still is as I recall it now. :]
Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There's nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we're liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.
- Marianne Williamson.