I like giants, especially girl giants

Sometimes your iPod set on shuffle gives you exactly the song you need at the time you need it.
It happened to me today.

I like giants
Kimya Dawson
There’s a video performance of the song here.

when i go for a drive i like to pull off to the side
of the road, turn out the lights, get out, and look up at the sky
and i do this to remind me that i’m really really tiny
in the grand scheme of things and sometimes this terrifies me
but it’s only really scary ’cause it makes me feel serene
in a way i never thought i’d be because i’ve never been
so grounded and so humbled and so one with everything
i am grounded, i am humbled, i am one with everything

rock and roll is fun but if you ever hear someone
say you are huge look at the moon, look at the stars, look at the sun
look at the ocean and the desert and the mountains and the sky
say i am just a speck of dust inside a giant’s eye
i am just a speck of dust inside a giant’s eye

when i saw geneviève i really liked it when she said
what she said about the giant and the lemmings on the cliff
she said « i like giants- especially girl giants. ’cause all girls feel
too big sometimes, regardless of their size »

when i go for a drive i like to pull off to the side
of the road and run and jump into the ocean in my clothes
and i’m smaller than a poppyseed inside a great big bowl
and the ocean is a giant that can swallow me whole
so i swim for all salvation and i swim to save my soul
but my soul is just a whisper trapped inside a tornado
so i flip to my back and i float and i sing
i am grounded, i am humbled, i am one with everything
i am grounded, i am humbled, i am one with everything

so i talked to geneviève and almost cried when she said
that the giant on the cliff wished that she was dead
and the lemmings on the cliff wished that they were dead
so the giant told the lemmings why they ought to live instead
and when she thought up all those reasons that they ought to live instead
it made her reconsider all the sad thoughts in her head
so thank you geneviève, ’cause you take what is in your head
and you make things that are so beautiful and share them with your friends

we all become important when we realize our goal
should be to figure out our role within the context of the whole
and yeah, rock and roll is fun but if you ever hear someone
say you are huge look at the moon, look at the stars, look at the sun
look at the ocean and the desert and the mountains and the sky
and say i am just a speck of dust inside a giant’s eye
i am just a speck of dust inside a giant’s eye
i am just a speck of dust inside a giant’s eye
and i don’t wanna make her cry

’cause i like giants.

Stepping off the track

What’s tragic is never living one’s life: failing to be present to the moments as they pass, failing to see, failing to participate.

I haven’t always known this, and even now I know and live it imperfectly. I’m learning to live in the face of illness and troubles and aging and uncertainty, which means un-learning being depressed and self-absorbed about my own troubles, and realizing that life goes on in every moment, it is we who step off the track and feel like it’s going on without us, or convince ourselves that « life » belongs to other people, or a previous time never to be recaptured.

Take a 5 minute break right now and go read the whole post at Beth’s blog.

Derniers jours

Days with my father.

Superbes photos et texte sobre et touchant. J’aurais voulu pouvoir souligner les derniers jours dans la vie de mon père de cette manière et avec ce talent. J’aurais voulu qu’il s’ouvre, comme ce vieil homme l’a fait, au lieu de se refermer encore davantage.

Via Laurentsur Twitter