It’s Too Heavy

Published October 5, 2022 by tindertender

“Sex,” I was pretty sure, meant whether you were a boy or girl, and “sin” made Tante Jans very angry, but what the two together meant I could not imagine. And so, seated next to Father in the train compartment, I suddenly asked, “Father, what is sexsin?”

He turned to look at me, as he always did when answering a question, but to my surprise he said nothing. At last he stood up, lifted his traveling case from the rack over our heads, and set it on the floor.

“Will you carry it off the train, Corrie?” he said.
I stood up and tugged at it. It was crammed with the watches and spare parts he had purchased that morning.

“It’s too heavy,” I said.

“Yes,” he said. “And it would be a pretty poor father who would ask his little girl to carry such a load. It’s the same way, Corrie, with knowledge.

We are asking our children to carry loads that are way too heavy for them.

They should not be forced, as children, to see and feel the world through the lens of adults.

Innocence is worth protecting and worth fighting for.

We need to do our part as teachers, parents and caregivers to carry certain things for them until they are old enough to bear the load.

Four Women

Published October 5, 2022 by tindertender

And the original:

My skin is black
My arms are long
My hair is woolly
My back is strong
Strong enough to take the pain
Inflicted again and again
What do they call me?
My name is Aunt Sarah
My name is Aunt Sarah, Aunt Sarah

My skin is yellow
My hair is long
Between two worlds
I do belong
My father was rich and white
He forced my mother late one night
What do they call me?
My name is Saffronia
My name is Saffronia

My skin is tan
My hair is fine
My hips invite you
My mouth like wine
Whose little girl am I?
Anyone who has money to buy
What do they call me?
My name is Sweet Thing
My name is Sweet Thing

My skin is brown
My manner is tough
I’ll kill the first mother I see
My life has been rough
I’m awfully bitter these days
‘Cause my parents were slaves
What do they call me?
My name is Peaches

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Nina Simone

Solitude

Published October 5, 2022 by tindertender
https://www.jazziz.com/song-of-the-day-pasquale-grasso-solitude-feat-samara-joy/

In my solitude
You haunt me
With reveries
Of days gone by

In my solitude
You taunt me
With memories
That never die

I sit in my chair
And filled with despair
There’s no one could be so sad
With gloom everywhere
I sit and I stare
I know that I’ll soon go mad

In my solitude
I’m afraid
Dear Lord above
Send back my love

I sit in my chair
Filled with despair
There’s no one could be so sad
With gloom everywhere
I sit and I stare
I know that I’ll soon go mad

In my solitude
I’m afraid
Dear Lord above
Send me back my love

Bright Eyes

Published October 5, 2022 by tindertender

Does she feel younger than me?
As you’re lying in your bed
Does she feel younger than me?
Or is that in my head?

Does she feel younger than me?
New and shiny
Does she feel younger than me?
But most importantly

Do you call her bright eyes too?
Too

Too

Too

I know she’s younger than me
As I’m lying in our bed
I know she’s younger than me
Can’t get it out of my head
I know she’s younger than me
Less pain to carry
I know she’s younger than me
Darling tell me

Do you call her bright eyes too?

Too

Too

Too

Now are you haunted by me?
That age old marital trip
What’s gotten old about me?
Serpent in my bed
Now, is that your pain you see?
Replenished, strung ahead
I don’t know how to stay me
But repetition lies ahead for you
For you

For you

For you

So, tell me

Will you call her bright eyes too?

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Anoushka Shankar / Alev Lenz

Bright Eyes lyrics © St. Rose Music Publishing Co., Anourag Music Publishing, Anourag Publishing (ascap), St Rose Music Publishing Co

Apache

Published October 4, 2022 by tindertender

Long ago Coyote opened a bag of darkness and it spread over the world. Creatures of the night loved it. But birds and little animals longed for day. The little animals played a game to win back the light. They won, but one night monster remained. After the game, the first human, White Painted Woman, gave birth to a son. She hid him from the monster. When the boy was grown, he faced the monster and killed it. He was then called Apache.

~ Ellyn Bigrope

Time Loop

Published October 4, 2022 by tindertender

Time seems to be going so fast that I feel it’s going to flip.

Is this the time war? Where we go one direction for awhile, then reverse for awhile? Do we just bounce from one polarity of the time construct to the other? Are we trapped in a loop? If so, how do we blast out?

I see it as a sock, flying thru the air with a golf ball in it. It goes very fast, then the ball stops suddenly and the sock peels up and propels the ball into the other direction.

Is it possible that instead of the sock rolling up and pushing off the ball, that the ball could actually tear the fibers of the toe and burst forth from the sock before it flips?

Can the momementum which carry’s the sock move faster than the sock?

At peak momentum, does the golf ball (earth) protract some device which pierces the “fabric” of time, ending the loop?

Maybe slipping out of the sock is a good thing.

Maybe what appears as a loop, is something other.

You’d have to speak to the Loop Masters about that.

I Choose My Fantasy.

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