Given Me Joy - Marc Evans

I've been listening to Air Lounge internet radio and this song came up. Never heard it before, but I looooove it. It's like Luther Vandross meets Gil Scott-Heron meets Daft Punk...
Although they seem religious (and maybe they are to some), I think these lyrics are as romantic and sweet as poetry gets... 

She calls me sunshine

Saying that my face is big and bright as the sun shining through my smile into her heart 

 I’ve been called a lot of things before but never anything remotely close to celestial
See I know for sure she was heaven sent, I trust that she would know a fallen star if anyone would
At a time when I thought no one would see me shine, she removed her shades… revealing eyes more beautiful than exaggerated animation
Eyes that sang to me like Stevie Wonder lyrics being delivered by Donny Hathaway
Piercing my soul and reminding me of how good it feels to be loved unconditionally and then teaching me to love that same way
She calls me sunshine, but she sees in me that of which God has blessed me. The gift of song and lyric and the ability to love and even if I already didn’t love her for who she was, I’d love her for the gift God has given me in herShe calls me sunshine and she sees in my eyes a light, a light of hope, a light of love, a light of joy, a light for which she’s responsible but the truth is, that my eyes just reflect her sunshine.

She’s given me joy.

death by papier

The snow comes and goes. There will be 4 inches one day, and the next day, POOF! it is gone. I am puzzled.

I am thoroughly overwhelmed with my papers. Why I am writing this post is beyond me. I cannot get myself to formulate cohesive or focused thoughts about anything. WHY did I go back to school? Ah yes, to learn HOW to do this...

I am soooo excited for the next few weeks. Christmas, Alrik, Berlin, Barcelona, then home to LA and a visit to the Bay.

Just got to get past these papers, these damn papers....

When it spills, it gushes...

There is a veritable Niagra of blood coursing through my umbilicus

The sounds are a deafining roar inside the meat pump of the body.

- Alex Grey

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