Tuesday, August 03, 2004  

Joyeux Anniversaire a Moi
"I've got the rhythm down / Cycles of end on end."
"I woke up this morning with a piece of the past caught in my throat."

Rites of Spring, "End on End"
Rites of Spring, "For Want Of"
from End on End (Dischord, 1985)

T.S., take it away:

Time present and time past
Are both perhaps present in time future,
And time future contained in time past.
If all time is eternally present
All time is unredeemable.
What might have been is an abstraction
Remaining a perpetual possibility
Only in a world of speculation.
What might have been and what has been
Point to one end, which is always present.
Footfalls echo in the memory
Down the passage which we did not take
Towards the door we never opened
Into the rose-garden.
My words echo
Thus, in your mind.
But to what purpose
Disturbing the dust on a bowl of rose-leaves
I do not know.
...
... Maybe next time I happen to see Guy Picciotto at the movies I'll ask him how much Four Quartets (and The Waste Land) influenced his writing in Rites of Spring. Or maybe I'll just be content with End on End (aka Rites of Spring) being one of my favorite albums, one that I use like a bookmark to reference moments in my life.
...

What we call the beginning is often the end
And to make and end is to make a beginning.
The end is where we start from.
...

We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.

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