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Wish I had some incredibly creative shot for you tonight... but I don't.
Just me and the big ole Moon.
It was a beautiful night in the Tree. Music, community, growth... pretty cool.
I didn't sing this song tonight... but I think I will post the words (its the song in the video of a few nights ago). It is called Medicine Bow... this song is a collaboration of images and ideas. One part of which was sparked by a beautiful flickr friend who I am very glad is still on this little journey (365) with us... and inspires me daily without even knowing it... specifically it was this photo (and the comment stream it sparked)... to her... Thank you for all the sharing you do in this world.
Anyway... here it is:
I wasn't always this awkward... Shadow of a man.
There was a time I just liked to play... I didn't have, no plan.
No I did not need a plan.
But I've been staring at this board for days... trying to make my next move.
And I'm feeling like a pawn in this game... tell me, "how about you?"
Are you feeling the same way too?
What do you think that old King would do... if I gave him away?
Pick myself up... take my own route... I did not need him today.
I never needed him anyway...
So I might go to the mountains... way up high, to Medicine Bow.
Pull my self back through the tension... and let it go.
I don't know where I'll land... but thats not the hardest part.
No, its loosening the grip to let it start... I'm going to let it start.
You know the scene... seen it a million times... its the pain we all share.
Would it be that hard to help her out... most of us wouldn't dare.
Surely someone cares...
Somewhere we lost the ability... to understand our fear.
Used to be community... we relied on to keep us here.
Don't kid yourself its why we're here.
So I might go to the mountains... way up high, to Medicine Bow.
Pull my self back through the tension... and let it go.
I don't know where I'll land... but thats not the hardest part.
No, its loosening the grip to let it start... I'm going to let it start.
You believe, and I believe... but we both say it ain't the same.
You take your turn striking me, I strike you back, its how we play the game.
I admit I am ashamed.
Maybe I'll soften my heart... you might decide to play along.
We'll keep chasin curiosity... forget about whos right, whos wrong.
Its the questioning that'll keep us strong.
So I might go to the mountains... way up high, to Medicine Bow.
Pull my self back through the tension... and let it go.
I don't know where I'll land... but thats not the hardest part.
No, its loosening the grip to let it start... I'm going to let it start.
Medicine Bow
Micah spring/summer 2007
(I will probably toy with it some more... but it is pretty close)
179
Wish I had some incredibly creative shot for you tonight... but I don't.
Just me and the big ole Moon.
It was a beautiful night in the Tree. Music, community, growth... pretty cool.
I didn't sing this song tonight... but I think I will post the words (its the song in the video of a few nights ago). It is called Medicine Bow... this song is a collaboration of images and ideas. One part of which was sparked by a beautiful flickr friend who I am very glad is still on this little journey (365) with us... and inspires me daily without even knowing it... specifically it was this photo (and the comment stream it sparked)... to her... Thank you for all the sharing you do in this world.
Anyway... here it is:
I wasn't always this awkward... Shadow of a man.
There was a time I just liked to play... I didn't have, no plan.
No I did not need a plan.
But I've been staring at this board for days... trying to make my next move.
And I'm feeling like a pawn in this game... tell me, "how about you?"
Are you feeling the same way too?
What do you think that old King would do... if I gave him away?
Pick myself up... take my own route... I did not need him today.
I never needed him anyway...
So I might go to the mountains... way up high, to Medicine Bow.
Pull my self back through the tension... and let it go.
I don't know where I'll land... but thats not the hardest part.
No, its loosening the grip to let it start... I'm going to let it start.
You know the scene... seen it a million times... its the pain we all share.
Would it be that hard to help her out... most of us wouldn't dare.
Surely someone cares...
Somewhere we lost the ability... to understand our fear.
Used to be community... we relied on to keep us here.
Don't kid yourself its why we're here.
So I might go to the mountains... way up high, to Medicine Bow.
Pull my self back through the tension... and let it go.
I don't know where I'll land... but thats not the hardest part.
No, its loosening the grip to let it start... I'm going to let it start.
You believe, and I believe... but we both say it ain't the same.
You take your turn striking me, I strike you back, its how we play the game.
I admit I am ashamed.
Maybe I'll soften my heart... you might decide to play along.
We'll keep chasin curiosity... forget about whos right, whos wrong.
Its the questioning that'll keep us strong.
So I might go to the mountains... way up high, to Medicine Bow.
Pull my self back through the tension... and let it go.
I don't know where I'll land... but thats not the hardest part.
No, its loosening the grip to let it start... I'm going to let it start.
Medicine Bow
Micah spring/summer 2007
(I will probably toy with it some more... but it is pretty close)