It’s nearly the 29th of February and we come to meet the prophecy, “3 days of darkness” during which nobody should leave their homes. And I was hoping to run in the morning before it gets light. I first heard of it way back in the 80s from a Catholic friend. Supposed to destroy certain enemies of the Lord and maybe test the faithful. I will be worried if dawn doesn’t break tomorrow.
Despite dealing a blow to the witchy Liew family, my life is still haphazard as it has been for the past month or more. Nothing much is getting done and my feelings are muddled with others’ thoughts and cares, from far away, and the worries of people I know closely. I’m trying to find an anchor in a storm of world upheavals, in and out of mindspace. Maybe I should embark on something bigger than what I’ve been used to. But my mental disability prevents me.
Think I will write a longer guitar song and record it. More later.
Thief of Lowly Hearts
I don’t look twice about it
Who made all their money off me
I wipe my tears away
Somehow I’m often in their thoughts
Yea, one day the game will change
The hunt’r become the hunted
The bull be in its cage
Oh, the thieves of lowly hearts be caught
(instrumental)
More later…
The song is wrapping up well. Keeping it simple. There is a chord set change between the 1st and 2nd verse which I did well at and then the instrumental part mirrors the melody roughly at first then verbatim. I haven’t written the second half of it yet. Maybe just the same progression with different lyrics.
Feels good to be productive. Songs rank highly in the scheme of human invention / innovation. And they transcend technology, even most literature.
I’ve also modified my computer setup. Ditched the Kabini mini FreeBSD workstation for my Raspberry Pi 4 running Ubuntu Server and IceWM. So now I compute mainly on low power ARM devices.
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