the day-to-day musings, music, mixes, and memories of stedawa
Enjoy some lyrics, a song, a note
Or links I assembled on a page I wrote
On music and art, webology and truth
Unity and nature, and gardens on the roof
In front of me there's a very blank slate
And I can hardly prognosticate
Will the contents cascade in a limitless way?
At this point in time, it's hard to say
It's kind of a weave, it's kind of a melt
A fusion of sorts that reflect how I felt
And on what surfaced that day as I sped on my way
Down the dirt road of time to the oceanic spray
This is central station for the figments and parchments of my imagination, where I intersect with the outer world.
I have spent decades travelling and teaching. Even migratory birds are loyal to their seasonal vacation spots, whereas I seem to be let myself be buffeted into new situations in new places, as the wind blows. But as a citizen of the Sphere, I try to feel at home everywhere..
Thankfully, I have the internet, and this broad canvas of a blank page on which I let these luminous LED letters fall on the backlit page.
My attempts at forging dramatic and epic tales or at distilling huge landscapes, faces, or little gestures into rhyming or brushed lines is an attempt to replenish the Void of reality and to give it something human, something representative of a typical 2-legged who started his life journey 6 weeks premature in Toronto. My mind leapfrogs across boundaries and borders, going from poetic to pastoral, from historic to histrionic, from mammary to memory, from vermillion to pavilion.
In these pages, I join together wooden planks of words -- interlocking, tightfitting, dovetailed -- for whatever value posterity or the current reader may accord them.
musical comments on home
April Lockhart and Jimmy James Hunter cover Home by Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeroes
the journey home, from bombay dreams
sung by Sarah Brightman, music by A.R.Rahman
raza jeffrey from original musical that ran in London for more than 2 years
'Let us commence,' Whisper'd the guide, stuttering with joy, 'even now.'