Zigeuner, du hast mein Herz gestohlen!

What a great song... give it a listen!

Gypsy, you have stolen my heart!

Scare Easy - Mudcrutch

My love's an ocean
You better not cross it
Oh I've been the distance
And I need some rest

Yeah I had somebody once
And damn if I lost her
I've been running
Like a man possessed

I don't scare easy
Don't fall apart
When I'm under the gun
You can break my heart
And I ain't gonna run
I don't scare easy
For no one

Yeah, I am a loser
At the top of my game
I should have known
To keep an eye on you
I got a sky
It ain't never the same
Yeah, I got a dream
That don't ever come true

I don't scare easy
Don't fall apart
When I'm under the gun
You can break my heart
But I ain't gonna run
I don't scare easy
For no one

Sun going down
On a canyon wall
I got a soul that
Ain't never been blessed
Yeah and I'm a shadow
At the back of the hall
Yeah, I got a sin
I ain't never confessed

And I don't scare easy
Don't fall apart
When I'm under the gun
You can break my heart
And I ain't gonna run
I don't scare easy
For no one

And I don't scare easy
Don't fall apart
When I'm under the gun
You can break my heart
But I ain't gonna run
I don't scare easy
For no one

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Scare Easy

Todays Rune draw ~

Wunjo - Joy, comfort, pleasure. Fellowship, harmony, prosperity. Ecstasy, glory, spiritual reward, but also the possibility of going "over the top". If restrained, the meaning is general success and recognition of worth.


Tiwaz - Honor, justice, leadership and authority. Analysis, rationality. Knowing where one's true strengths lie. Willingness to self-sacrifice. Victory and success in any competition or in legal matters.


Laguz - Flow, water, sea, a fertility source, the healing power of renewal. Life energy and organic growth. Imagination and psychic matters. Dreams, fantasies, mysteries, the unknown, the hidden, the deep, the underworld. Success in travel or acquisition, but with the possibility of loss

Quote for today

The significance of man is that he is insignificant and is aware of it.
- Carl Becker

Swallow - The Wailin Jennys

Oh swallow
What did you swallow?
You swoop so low
You come and you go

You flew right in from that ship on the sea
Pirate sails on the wind coming for me

You wooed me, pursued me
You hooked me, you booked me
I signed up my name
Said I'll be your game

You got me, arrow shot me
Now come connect the dot me
And if you don't want it
then free me, I will flee

Oh swallow
What did you swallow?
You swoop so low
You come and you go

Something, something
You think you got something
Something to show
For all that hellbent letting go

I got me a handful
A handful of pebbles
One ball of light
One shining flght

You glide on the air
You swivel and turn
Fast beating heart
What do I gotta learn?

Oh swallow
What did you swallow?
You swoop so low
You come and you go

Arlington - The Wailin Jennys

Where do you go little bird
When it snows, when it snows
When the world turns to sleep
Do you know, do you know
Is there something in the wind
Breathes a chill in your heart and life in your wings
Does it whisper 'start again'
Start again

Where is the sun in the night
Is it cold, is it cold
Does it feel left behind
All alone, all alone
Does it wander through the dark
Does it wait for the dawn, wish on a star
Does it stray very far
Very far

Where is your home restless wind
Is it there, is it here
Do you search for a place to belong
Search in vain, search in fear
Or is your spirit everywhere
Is your voice every tree
Your soul of the air
If there's no home is there no death
Is there no death

Artesian

I am like water

clean and pure
bubbling upwards
from the rock below

it lay upon me
pushing and pressuring
keeping me in check
in the darkness

but it was not strong
not strong enough
and it cracked
wide to the sky

I became a well
Artesian...
pouring up and out
flooding the ground

and now I am me
becoming what I was
deep, glittering
a life, alive

Car shopping...

So I'm going through all the cars on Craigslist looking for the right deal. I'm just going to get something really cheap to get me from point A to point B and avoid getting into another car payment like the plague. I have had the opinion so far that I don't care at all what it is or what it looks like as long as its dependable. But as I peruse this digital shelf of cars and come across some of these odd gems, I find that I am drawn to the more eccentric of the listings.


I think that this go around I'm going to get something weird. Something that borders on that wonderful line of awesome/ridiculous.

AND ITS GOT TO BE EASILY CONVERTIBLE INTO A SURVIVALIST BATTLEWAGON FOR THE COMING ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE!

Here are the cars in the running so far:

AMC Eagle and all its BADASSITUDE!

Datsun B210 cause it screams "Put machine guns on me!"



Volkswagen Thing, who WOULDN'T want that?

DUCK Amphibious Vehicle. Enough said.

Revcon Class C Motorhome, a command center, a home AND vehicle all in one.

Ford Model T - Oringinal Bad ass

Technology

I love it and I hate it. It feeds me as my job centers around it. It entertains me as many of my hobbies would be much curtailed without its use.

It also frustrates the hell out of me.

My phone battery is completely dead and I am trying to charge it through my computer which I've done a million times... today however it just flickers and flashes defiantly and keeps dropping from my computers detected devices. I can't tell if its actually charging or not AND I REALLY NEED IT TODAY!

Ah well, my Norse forefathers made do without such conveniences so I guess I will as well.

Runes today -

I have been lax. I have been empty for a long time... you have not been drawn and nurtured with curiosity and warm fingertips. For a great many months you have endured the dark of your bag and the tepid sterility of a barely used nightstand.

Today however you are in my pocket, warming against my flesh and remembering my heartbeat. I poured you all out, and though I wish it had been sunlight that spilled across you, not the flickering phosphorescence of fluorescents in an office... still you are dark no more. And I touched you all, I looked deep into the crevices of your carved symbols and drank in the deep red color staring back. I traced you with a fingernail recalling all your shapes, recalling all your meanings to me that, though in truth have not been distant from me for THAT long, still seems a geological age. I was ashamed too as I looked upon you. Ashamed that something had come between us. Ashamed that the comfort and clarity you brought me had been bought and sold by the promise of another whom I invested myself in. You had never failed me. Your wisdom was perhaps not what I wanted to hear at times. Your voice was sometimes muddy and draped in fog but in the end you made sense.

So today I drew you. I drew you up and out and laid you down and read you and gleaned your meaning with a clarity and skill that time will never tarnish.

Dagaz

Kenaz

Jera


Hail to the Day! Hail to the sons of Day!
To Night and her daughter hail!
With placid eyes behold us here,
and here sitting give us victory.
Hail to the Æsir! Hail to the Asyniur!
Hail to the bounteous earth!
Words and wisdom give to us noble twain,
and healing hands while we live!

Out of the Bathypelagic Zone...

I'm drifting downwards
Like some dead fish, picked at and bony
Leaving the last of that dimming light
Towards the dwellers in the deep
Into an abyss of pressure
Into an abyss of cold
Into an abyss with no sun

I fall

But down here
We feed each other, us dead and dying
And the warmth from that harsh light... keep it
We dwellers in the deep
We are strong under pressure
We don't so much mind the cold
And we make our own light

Rob Crocker © 2009