Maggie's Farm

If the intelligentsia would just stop with the flared nostrils, that dark moral labyrinth might let in some light.

What revolting fools. Their subjective reality is so narrow, they can't conceive of an objective reality. Although, they probably did at one time and got scared and crawled back through the looking glass.

Luther,

I think almost anyone can know objective reality. It is rare and no one can stay there for long because our subjective realities scream for our attention non-stop, but it seems to me those who have been on the fringe have tasted it. Those who skate through life like little blocks of wood on ice will never taste the brilliance, though.

"When you cross the line between brilliance and madness then you're out there on your own. You might be overjoyed but find yourself destroyed like Icarus flying toward the sun. You put yourself beyond the reach of anyone who can help you but it's up there where you see those dazzling visions of the way the world should be---or could be. It's up there that just for a second your song is clear in your mind. And freedom seems possible, plausible. But it makes me sad when I see you come down and the light goes out of your eyes like a falcon hooded and caged, bewildered by the confines of reality. There has to be a middle ground. There has to be a sane, quiet space where you can live for awhile without pain. That place used to be home---but now you're a (wo)man---and home is where you hang your heart. That's the problem. A problem you must solve before you tear your beautiful wings to tatters on some cage of your own making."

Jimmy Webb

I swear... he is something else. The book we're reading - I keeping hearing "Galveston" in the back of my mind. A different time and place, but that makes no difference.
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