The Hammock Papers: Bruce Cockburn, "40 Years in the Wilderness"

24 September 2017

Bruce Cockburn, "40 Years in the Wilderness"

Forty years in the wilderness getting to know the beasts

Projected and reflected on the greatest and the least

Forty years of days and nights -- angels hovering near

Kept me moving forward though the way was far from clean

And they said

Take up your load

Run south to the road

Turn to the setting sun

Sun going down

Got to cover some ground

Before everything comes undone

Comes undone

Forty years in the wilderness dancing with the flies

Dazzled by the visions rolling out before my eyes

Angel-made graffiti, demons in disguise

You could trade away your birthright for another day's supplies

Or you could

Take up your load

Run south to the road

Turn to the setting sun

Sun going down

Got to cover some ground

Before everything comes undone

Comes undone

Rising with the height of land, falling with the crowd

Spirits in the scouring wind called my name out loud

Said you could go to heaven, you could go to hell

You could hang out in between in the place you know so well

Or you could

Take up your load

Run south to the road

Turn to the setting sun

Sun going down

Got to cover some ground

Before everything comes undone

Comes undone

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WOLFGANG AMADEUS MOZART

"When I am, as it were, completely myself, entirely alone and of good cheer – say travelling in a carriage or walking after a good meal, or during the night when I cannot sleep – it is on such occasions that my ideas flow best and most abundantly. Whence, and how, they come I know not ; nor can I force them. Those ideas that please me I retain in memory and am accustomed, as I have been told, to hum them to myself. If I continue in this way, it soon occurs to me how I may turn this dainty morsel to account, so as to make a good dish of it. That is to say, agreeable to the rules of counterpoint, to the peculiarities of various instruments etc. All this fires my soul, and, provided I am not disturbed, my subject enlarges itself, becomes methodised, and defined, and the whole, though it be long, stands almost complete and finished in my mind, so that I can survey it like a fine picture or a beautiful statue at a glance. Nor do I hear in my imagination the parts successively, but I hear them, as it were, all at once. What a delight this is, I cannot tell."

MARCUS AURELIUS

"Is your cucumber bitter? Throw it away. Are there briars in your path? Turn aside. That is enough. Do not go on and say, 'Why were things of this sort ever brought into this world?' neither intolerable nor everlasting - if thou bearest in mind that it has its limits, and if thou addest nothing to it in imagination. Pain is either an evil to the body (then let the body say what it thinks of it!)-or to the soul. But it is in the power of the soul to maintain its own serenity and tranquility."

VINCENT van GOGH

"What am I in the eyes of most people? A nonentity or an oddity or a disagreeable person — someone who has and will have no position in society, in short a little lower than the lowest. Very well — assuming that everything is indeed like that, then through my work I’d like to show what there is in the heart of such an oddity, such a nobody. This is my ambition, which is based less on resentment than on love in spite of everything, based more on a feeling of serenity than on passion. Even though I’m often in a mess, inside me there’s still a calm, pure harmony and music. In the poorest little house, in the filthiest corner, I see paintings or drawings. And my mind turns in that direction as if with an irresistible urge. As time passes, other things are increasingly excluded, and the more they are the faster my eyes see the picturesque. Art demands persistent work, work in spite of everything, and unceasing observation."

DAN CAMPBELL