Day 218

I don’t know what to say to you tonight. I’m in a bad place right now so tonight I’ll just share with you the words to my favorite song.

Galileo

—  Indigo Girls

Galileo’s head was on the block, the crime was looking up the truth.

And as the bombshells of my daily fears explode, I try to trace them to my youth.

And then you had to bring up reincarnation over a couple of beers the other night.

And now I’m serving time for mistakes made by another in another lifetime.

How long till my soul gets it right?

Can any human being ever reach that kind of light?

I call on the resting soul of Galileo, king of night vision, king of insight.

And then I think about my fear of emotion, which I never could explain.

Some other fool across the ocean years ago must have crashed his little airplane.

How long till my soul gets it right?

Can any human being ever reach that kind of light?

I call on the resting soul of Galileo, king of night vision, king of insight.

I’m not making a joke, you know me I take everything so seriously, if we wait for the time till all souls get it right, then at least I know there’ll be no nuclear annihilation.

In my lifetime I’m still not right.

I offer thanks to those before me.

That’s all I’ve got to say.

Maybe you squandered big bucks in your lifetime, now I have to pay.

But then again it feels like some sort of inspiration to let the next life off the hook or she’ll say look what I had to overcome from my last life, I think I’ll write a book.

How long till my soul gets it right?

Can any human being ever reach the highest light, ‘cept for Galileo king of night vision, king of insight?

How long?

‘Til my soul gets it right?

How long?

How long?