"I am not one who was born in the custody of wisdom. I am one who is fond of olden times and intense in quest of the sacred knowing of the ancients." Gustave Courbet

29 April 2012

Lost.

van Gogh, "Field with Poppies, 1889"


... A map to keep beneath your seat
You'll read to me in time I'll get you there
But fold it up so we don't find
Our way back soon nobody knows we're here ...

... And talk about the road behind
How getting lost is not a waste of time
Le Bois d' Amour will take us home
In the moment we will sing as the forest sings


- Jack Johnson, from "What You Thought You Need"

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