If We are Dedicated to the Idea that Life is to Be Lived, We Must Carry On with the Living. Holding a Grudge is a Burden for the One Doing the Holding. You Can Let that Shit Go. No One and Nothing is Perfect. "You Can't Always Get What You Want, But You Find Sometimes, You Get What You Need."
What Am I Trying To Say Here?
Every Second Counts.
Yesterday Listening to the Who "Live at Leeds." (1970), probably, I mean, most undoubtably, the greatest live album ever recorded, the lyric that stuck with me, and still sticks to me this morning too, is from "A Quick One While He's Away," Pete Townsend's first "mini-opera." Something you don't often hear, a song about a "transgression," and whole-hearted "Forgiveness." We can leave that toxic shite: guilt, blame, worry, doubt, behind. We all will suffer, no doubt, but we don't need to make a thing out of it. We all must take responsibility for our actions. That is good karmic practice. But no sense malingering. Forgiveness. For yourself, and others. A necessary letting go. A cleansing. A clearing. A complete re-set. Yes. Uncommon in r&r, or any where else in the human realm. But seems like a sensible, essential idea and act...
"You are forgiven, you are forgiven
You are forgiven (You are forgiven)
You are forgiven (You are forgiven)
You are forgiven (You are forgiven)
You are forgiven (You are forgiven)
You are forgiven (You are forgiven)
Forgiven, forgiven, forgiven, forgiven
Forgiven, forgiven, forgiven, forgiven
Forgiven, forgiven, forgiven
Forgiven, forgiven
[Outro]
You are forgiven
You are forgiven (You are forgiven)
You are forgiven"
