You’re Gettin’ There Sister (by Teri Dorsey)

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When you’re judged by a brothers feeble mind
He’ll take you to a place you will never find.
He thinks he knows what a womans about.
His gifts are wrapped with ribbons of doubt.

He says ‘you’re gettin’ there, sister, you’re gettin’
there. Don't despair, you’re gettin there.’

He opens you up, expressing his toys of care.
Oh God help you! If he finds something rare.
He’ll swallow your dreams expect a sacrifice of soul.
Don't cry baby, don't scream, don't question his control.

He says ‘you’re gettin’ there, sister, you’re gettin’
there. Don't despair you’re gettin’ there.’

Why do you trust him with this precious stone?
Your very heart, God claimed as his own.
Past flaws carved by many hands that trembled.
Inspected by a crowd of friends he assembled.

He says ‘you’re gettin’ there, sister, you’re gettin’
there. Don't despair you’re gettin’ there.’

When he sees you broken, thats the key.
It opens up a cage he made for free.
‘You deserve a medal, you passed the test.’
But he’ll compare you to all the rest.

He says ‘you’re gettin’ there, sister, you’re gettin’
there. Don't despair you’re gettin’ there.’

He encouraged your lover with tainted perception.
Told you you’re the reason for the deception.
You’re not soft and inviting like whats her name.
So you lost, its time to bare the shame.

He says ‘you’re gettin’ there, sister, you’re gettin’
there. Don't despair, you’re gettin’ there.’

He said ‘Jesus hung on a cross for all to see.
Now its time for you to prove yourself to me.’
When you can’t,`Selfish’ will be your new name.
He’ll call you a monster he couldn't tame.

‘You’re gettin’ there, sister, you’re gettin’
there. Don't despair, you’re gettin’ there.’

You've found yourself and you’re not alone.
Ask God to hold your heart, that precious stone.
He's the only brother who understands.
Your flaws are beauty in his hands.

He says ‘You are there, my sister, you are there.
Don't despair, you are there.'

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Ah, Are You Digging on My Grave? by Thomas Hardy

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Ah, Are You Digging on My Grave?

'Ah, are you digging on my grave
My loved one? -- planting rue?
--No: yesterday he went to wed
One of the brightest wealth has bred.
'It cannot hurt her now.' he said,
"That I should not be true."'

'Then who is digging on my grave?
My nearest dearest kin?'
--'Ah, no; they sit and think, "What use!
What good will planting flowers produce?
No tendence of her mound can loose
Her spirit from Death's gin."

'But some one digs upon my grave?
My enemy?--prodding shy?'
--'Nay: when she heard you had passed the Gate
That shuts on all flesh soon or late,
She thought you no more worth her hate,
And cares not where you lie.'

'Then, who is digging on my grave?
Say--since I have not guessed!'
--'O it is I, my mistress dear,
Your little dog, who still lives near,
And much I hope my movements here
Have not disturbed your rest?'

'Ah, yes! You dig upon my grave...
Why flashed it not on me
That one true heart was left behind!
What feeling do we ever find
To equal among human kind
A dog's fidelity!'

'Mistress, I dug upon your grave
To bury a bone, in case
I should be hungry near this spot
When passing on my daily trot,
I am sorry, but I quite forgot
It was your resting-place.'

Thomas Hardy (1914)

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Jack Kerouac quote “The only people for me are the mad ones…”

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“The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes "Awww!” ~ Jack Kerouac

 

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