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Reset Forty-Eight, Day Thirty-Seven
Mar. 23rd, 2023 08:24 amSleep went catawampus again Wednesday, an my second nap didn't end until after midnight. Dinner was almost late enough to be breakfast. Now I'm ready to head back to bed again. It's amazing how rapidly I get tired anymore. I'm even actually sleepy this time. I heard some sprinkles falling a while ago an didn't even bother to get up and look at them. My brain is all fuzz. A giant could probably use me as a Q-tip. Actually I sort of feel like one already has.
While mucking about on the Idernet I came across something I hadn't heard or thought of in years. It's a song from Neil Young's first album. It was a complete mystery to me when I first heard it, and half a century later it still is. I can be pretty good at interpretation of obscure verses, but this one has me forever stumped. I guess I'll just have to accept it as an example of what Kenneth Rexroth called "occult dramatic molecules." It certainly seems to mean something while it's playing, but just try to explicate it after and feel your brain explode. It's the old laughing lady, and she's probably laughing at me. I'm cool with that.
While mucking about on the Idernet I came across something I hadn't heard or thought of in years. It's a song from Neil Young's first album. It was a complete mystery to me when I first heard it, and half a century later it still is. I can be pretty good at interpretation of obscure verses, but this one has me forever stumped. I guess I'll just have to accept it as an example of what Kenneth Rexroth called "occult dramatic molecules." It certainly seems to mean something while it's playing, but just try to explicate it after and feel your brain explode. It's the old laughing lady, and she's probably laughing at me. I'm cool with that.
