Friday, September 5, 2008

Warning signal

Incubus - Drive

Sometimes, I feel the fear of,
uncertainty stinging clear.
And I can't help but ask
myself how much I'll let the fear
take the wheel and steer.

It's driven me before, and it seems to a faint,
haunting mass appeal.
But lately I, am beginning to find that I,
should be the one behing the wheel.

Chorus

Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there,
with open arms and open eyes, yeah.
Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there,
I'll be there....

So if I, decide to waiver my,
chance to be one of, the hive.
Will I, choose water over wine
and hold my own and drive?

It's driven me before, and it seems to be the way,
that everyone else gets around,
But lately I'm, beginning to find that,
When I drive myself my light is found.

Chorus

Would you choose, water over wine,
hold the wheel and drive...

Chorus

Sometimes, I feel the fear of,
uncertainty stinging clear.
And I can't help but ask
myself how much I'll let the fear
take the wheel and steer.

It's driven me before, and it seems to a faint,
haunting mass appeal.
But lately I, am beginning to find that I,
should be the one behing the wheel.

Chorus

Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there,
with open arms and open eyes, yeah.
Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there,
I'll be there....

So if I, decide to waiver my,
chance to be one of, the hive.
Will I, choose water over wine
and hold my own and drive?

It's driven me before, and it seems to be the way,
that everyone else gets around,
But lately I'm, beginning to find that,
When I drive myself my light is found.

Chorus

Would you choose, water over wine,
hold the wheel and drive...

Chorus

Blink and you miss a beat
Keep pne of your eyes open at all times.
Think that you're on the brink?
The shit hasn't even begun to hit the fan.
Consequence you'll see will be stranger
than a ganng of drunken mimes.
Situation has a stink.
Better clear the air before
your son becomes a man.

Blink, everything's been augmented,
you've been left so far behind.
I think, for sure, next time
you should wear a pair of eyes
in the back or your head.
Consequence you've seen
has been stranger than si-fi of any kind.
Situation baffles me,
I guess it's ture, you too
are one of the walking dead.

(Chorus):
You better think fast!
Casue you never know
whats comming around the bend.
You better not blink!
For consequence is a bigger
word than you think.
It's bigger than you or me
(Repeat) Chorus

If we train our breathing, we can control our emotions--that is, we can cope with the happiness and pain in our lives. We should practice until we feel this; our practice is not complete until we can see this clearly.

- Buddhadasa Bhikkhu, "Mindfulness with Breathing"


Whenever I feel sad, lonely, stressed and what-have-you's I always make it a point to drive. There's so much energy inside of me that needs to be released. And I usually find an outlet in driving. During my younger years, it was writing. Well, at some point something changes. Now I can find release in driving.

Yesterday I felt the need for speed, so to speak. So I took my helmet, rode my bike and started driving. I have no fixed destination in mind. I just wanted to see nature while driving. I headed north, but before I could even reach Patubig my brakes went nuts. Lumusot ang preno ko sa harap. I don't normally use the front brake but my speed was 60km/hr and when I reach that speed I simultaneously use the front and rear brakes to control my Little Devil. So, I slowed down and tried to fix it. But I can't.

I decided to hear Mass. What happened during the celebration was again, inspiring. I don't know why but I found myself sobbing. After a little chat with God I knew right then and there that everything will be alright. He does that, always. And I believe him.

I guess that warning signal transmitted itself to the other side of the globe. Such connection that we have can never be equalled. And I intend to keep it, handle it with care. Treasure it.

Truly, when danger lurks behind me a warning signal is transmitted at the other side of the globe. Don't know why, don't know how. It just is.

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