Blindfold

But what do I know?
What do I know?
And if the story of the man isn’t true
Then tell me what should I do
Should I take off the blindfold?
Or just do what I’m told?
Ben- http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F4Zh1zWF_zA&feature=PlayList&p=8538D4833BE32AC6&playnext=1&playnext_from=PL&index=14

..Cute is what we aim for!?

I’m driving home and
Ferlinghetti’s playing on tape and it’s silent out
there’s a pause in the poetry and
I hear this infernal crack
like Satan’s bullwhip
and in the midnight sky
like a strange and divine x-ray
a ghostly colossus bolt of lightning appears
only its not so much a bolt
as a sort of spit (Satan’s spit)

this fire bolt is lying on its side
maybe even like a clothesline
and all the withering heathens
slung over like undergarments
and I look up at it
I don’t say anything
I don’t think anything
I just look

and the first drops drip now like messengers of wartime
and it pours
if only I had the words to convey
it’s as if all the bathwater of Babylon
had been thrown overboard
and I think I’m gonna die

so I roll the windows down
and I bellow
and I think about God
and the rain bellows back
soaking me in judgment
(the road is gone now)

I see lights flicker here and there
red, white
like angels and demons are roaming the land
in conflict or game
but it’s only cars and
they’re moving like vagrants in Paris
and they’re blindfolded

so I pull over
to the side of the non road
and I stop

and I sit back and I think and I stare

and it’s a long time gone and
the rain against the windshield
looks like the colors of the world are melting

and then the rain stops

and the clouds stop and the wind stops

and it all stops

even the mist settles like a fishing net
floating down to the ocean floor

and the world stops

and I look at the sky
and the moon is just sitting there
like an opal on some dark velvet jewelers display
and my eyes start to drift lazy down the stars
like on a rope ladder, down, further down
dot
to
dot
and now on the dashboard
I’m out of gas
and there’s faces in the wind

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This is a repost with just some minor touchups. Hope no one minds!
Well actually the touchups are major, but whatever.
sounds like a moment enlightening

Narrator: Sanjay, the charioteer.

Blind king: Dhritarashtra. King of Hastinapur.

Queen: Gandhri . Actually she was the Princess of Kandahar/ Kabul.

It is Mahabharata.

Around Valentine’s Day this year I met a friendly, charming and lovely girl at my university campus, at a casual social event populated with mutual friends (we were baking for a fundraiser the next day). We got along fairly well and I kinda liked her. I’m fairly certain the feeling was mutual because she blushed when we took a picture together (in fact she was the one who asked me my name, first).

Anyway, I didn’t want and fought my desire to pursue anything with her, largely because I had just had the worst experience with a woman I ever had (albeit not the worst experience anyone could have: not like she cheated on me with my brother). However we exchanged contact info and added each other on Facebook, y’know, the common thing with today’s youth.

She was also single, btw, but in that phase where she thought Valentine’s Day was a bit unnecessary and proud of her single-ness. I say "phase" because she entered into a relationship with another guy not too long after, which was fine with me because even though there was attraction, I just considered her a friend. Plus I didn’t really know her anyway.

As summer rolled I started dating (casually) and she broke up with her boyfriend by the time September came about.
Now don’t get me wrong: at this point in time it wasn’t as if we were the type of friends who aren’t really friends and don’t talk to each other. To be fair, there was a period this summer where I went through a phase and stayed away from Facebook, Twitter, MSN, etc. for weeks upon weeks — and I only call/text people I hang out with… which is like 1 person aside from family. Hence the phase…. I felt like I was closer to my co-workers whom I had just met than with people I’d known for years. (That’s over now: I realize who I want to be a true friend to, and who doesn’t really want any association with me outside of school and work).

Just like the last school year, we’d talk and greet whenever we saw each other and (I, at least) would write to her on Facebook in-between those sessions, which were fairly often a week. Our conversations have been fairly earnest too, for example, her grandmother died recently and I offered my emotional support.

And you know what? She didn’t seem to notice the period I didn’t talk to her (or anyone, for that matter). She’s always friendly and honest, and cheerful. (I’m not always cheerful though, ha ha).

Although I have to admit I contacted her a lot more often, but this may be a moot point: over the years I can count on my two hands the number of times friends have contacted me via some means, just to say hi or see what’s up. For instance, my Facebook wall consists of people RESPONDING to something I initiated — I find myself making status messages that stand out, out of some crazy craving for attention. Are you telling me that out of 600 friends, less than 5% want to stay in touch — and on a once-in-a-blue-moon basis? Nearly everyone I know has at least one person who they talk to nearly EVERYDAY (and multiple times a day if they’re frequenting Facebook).

Anyway, she removed me from her Facebook friend’s list, and I know I am not over-analyzing this. People do it to me all the time, and I don’t really mind for the most part. Yeah for the VAST majority of "friends" I only contact them on birthdays and such, and I know what it is like for "friends" not to write to me so I perfectly understand why people would remove each other from friend’s list — and they’d do it also for preventing perverts: I know some girls out there figure guys just wanna admire their photos — but all that considered, I thought we weren’t like that. I actually want her in my life, because she’s one of the most genuine (and my god, the most positive) people I’ve ever met. I figured that after all my trials with personal relationships this year, I would’ve at least removed my blindfold and know when someone is just being polite or a friendly acquaintance.

I must’ve done something that irked her. Maybe she has feelings for me and is mad that I haven’t pursued her? I don’t know. If so, it is ironic… I’m not seeing anyone anymore, she isn’t either, and I feel a lot better now (relatively). Enough time has passed that she won’t be the in-between relationships (forgot what you call that). Or maybe, we weren’t really friends after all — just another pair of friendly acquaintances using Facebook as a buffer, if that. Selfish as this sounds, the point is that I want people to trust me or want to know me better…….. I’m so tired of not being met halfway. Guess I really should be asking: How do I know who really wants to be my TRUE friend?

-JK

wayy tooo long to read,, just talk to you’re friend about how you feel.

problem solved!

Me and my friends are planning to kidnap my friend and we need to keep her away from her blindfold! how do we do this without hurting her?
see this question: http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index;_ylt=Asd7RvgU.ly8RWHIz.S6iKHsy6IX;_ylv=3?qid=20091015150539AAVw7XE
more details plez!

make her sniff either

We were in bed soundly sleeping around 3AM when i woke up to bright lights shining in my face. As it turned out, flashlights being held by ski-masked burglars. I was able to discern that one was a man, the other a woman. At gunpoint, we were bound, gagged and blindfolded while they took hours ransacking our house even stopping for cig breaks. When they left we remained hogtied and gagged for 3 hours until he was finally able to free himself. My problem…he did not do a thing to protect me. He put up no fight at all. He said it was in our best interest but i cannot get over the feeling that he is a coward. I am no longer even sexually attracted to him, and it is destroying our marriage. Any advice greatly appreciated.

I am sorry to hear that you went through such a horrible ordeal. We went through something similar, and while I understand that you have anger for what happened to you, perhaps you are misdirecting it to your husband, cause the intruders are not there to take it out on them.
When something like this happens to you, you feel helpless, violated and so utterly powerless you do not know what to do with this anger these feelings evoke in you.
The truth is that he did do the best thing. You perhaps may not want to hear that right now cause in your anger for being thrust into this you want to hold someone responsible for how you feel. However, Had he resisted or tried to play super hero, he very well could have been hurt, or even worse killed, or caused harm or death upon you. Do not call him a coward, he is human too, just because he is a man does not mean he has to be devoid of fear, or the instinct to preserve his life, and do not believe for one second it was simply fear that guided his actions. Be certain it was his instinct for survival!
I am sorry this is taking a toll on your marriage, but seriously work on it, he does not deserve to be called a coward, it is grossly unfair.
And try and imagine this…. he resisted and he got shot in the head. And you are now angry at him over his grave for playing the hero when all the cards were stacked against him. Trust me, in this case you would have been saying how stupid his actions would have been.
Lets not forget, they had the guns, they had the element of surprise from waking both of you up from your sleep (just try and remember how long it took for you to register and react to what was going on from your sleep, why should it be different for him), they already had the adrenaline pumping from their intended actions and he was still sluggish… do you really think the odds were in your favor?
Count your blessings, and perhaps you should consider talking to someone before things get completely distorted for you. I do not say this in any negative way towards you, none of what I have written here is negative towards you, I understand what you are going through and that is why I stress every word I say here.
Now that I have said all this, one night this past winter in the middle of the night like you I awoke to hear an intruder leaving my home and my alarm sounding, he walked by our bedroom practically next to my husband, and my entire family was in the house sleeping. And you know what, I thank the lord everyday, that the intruder was scared off by various safety measures and that my husband was not awake to react, we were both waking and trying to figure out what was going on amidst the fog of our sleep. I thank the lord that no one in my family was awake to react, cause on an unexpected meeting like that I shudder to think of the dire possibilities for those I love.
Yes, I know, I didn’t have a gun pointed at my head, but knowing that if things didn’t go as they did I most certainly could have been in your position I say,
Your husband is not super human, and he did not betray you, or sacrifice you. I am sorry you are going through this. Best of luck.

In the 1959 movie Some Like It Hot with Marilyn Monroe, Jack Lemmon’s character is dancing with Osgood (the millionaire). At the end of the scene the band at the club is blindfolded. Why are they blindfolded?

You got me there. ————————-

I realized i preferred the blindfold.

Puicini (pronounced "poocheeny") is a game played in Ireland, a blindfolded person is seated in front of a table on which several saucers are placed. The saucers are shuffled, and the seated person then chooses one by touch; the contents of the saucer determine the person’s life during the following year.

there’s alot to doing this right. i have the code. im me at wexfordirish

Is that the fastest bet for me?
I meant safest bet tsktsk my spelling
@CFC: lies! haha. Kun will do the hat trick and Forlan will gallop like a horsey and score from mid court
Chelsea will use the match versus Atleti to get back on track after their slump against Aston Villa.

You might as well imagine, every time a Blue scores a goal, that could have been Kun right there! =P