It has not changed.
not for you
nor for me.
Not for those who came before us
nor for those who will follow.
We profess in different light, shades of skin, and different tongues.
The more it is told the more similar it becomes.
The variations are lost through repetition.
It is more splendid and precious and triumphant and tragic all in the same.
My interpretation is a seemingly unique story.
yet in the very lonlieness it sits in, lies a unbreakable connection
to all that has been heard and told
all that will be spoken and listened to
and will be repeated in every story told
as it always has been.
Es gibt kaum eine größere Enttäuschung,
als wenn du mit einer recht großen Freude im Herzen
zu gleichgültigen Menschen kommst.
Christian Morgenstern (1871-1914)
Posted by: Chris Kay | October 05, 2005 at 08:39 PM
Dammit Corey if you don't publish a book of poetry ... well I'd buy it if you'll just get one published.
Always love your words and pictures man.
Posted by: Michael | October 03, 2005 at 02:41 PM