Nomological Net

Stray thoughts from here and there. The occasional concern for construct validity. No more logic. Fish.


faults in the clouds of delusion

Saturday, October 28, 2006


Isn't it strange?

You spend all your time trying to buy money.
And then you spend your money trying to buy time.


With no loving in our souls
And no money in our coats
You can't say we're satisfied
But Angie, Angie,
You can't say we never tried


Blogger km said...

Indeed. And what do we have to show at the end of it all? Neither time nor money.


I wonder if Mick ever looked for money in his other coats. I mean, he went to LSE for a full year on scholarship! But what a great song.

10/29/2006 7:17 AM  
Blogger Tabula Rasa said...

well... there's some decent time and money to be sampled over at the cosmic elevator ;-)

re: angie, the first twenty licks have been in constant rotation at this end over the last few days. she blew my nose and then she blew my mind.

10/29/2006 9:45 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch,
He said to me, you must not ask for so much.
And a pretty woman leaning in her darkened door,
She cried to me, hey, why not ask for more?

10/29/2006 8:19 PM  
Blogger MockTurtle said...

Angie and Wild Horses; my two all-time faves from RS.
Spot on about rarely stopping to smell the flowers.

10/30/2006 10:30 AM  
Blogger Szerelem said...

It's the way of the world. Perhaps people should just take some time off from their busy lives. I think there's a fear of that.

10/30/2006 10:33 AM  
Blogger sattva said...

tr, really liked 'iota of the moon'...what is it about memories of college politics that it never leaves u guys? :)

10/30/2006 8:32 PM  
Blogger Tabula Rasa said...

and we try, in our way, to be free.

and that's what it's all a-bout.

take some time? they're all busy selling it.

not sure, and not sure what you mean by "you guys". unless of course you mean "memories of College", in which case it's self-evident, isn't it!

10/31/2006 12:25 AM  

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