I became insane with long intervals of horrible sanity.
Edgar Allen Poe
The trouble with fighting for human freedom is that one spends most of one's time defending scoundrels. For it is against scoundrels that oppressive laws are first aimed, and oppression must be stopped at the beginning if it is to be stopped at all.
- H. L. Mencken
Many people would sooner die than think; In fact, they do so
What I have been telling you, from alpha to omega, what is the one great thing the sigil taught me — that everything in life is miraculous. For the sigil taught me that it rests within the power of each of us to awaken at will from a dragging nightmare of life made up of unimportant tasks and tedious useless little habits, to see life as it really is, and to rejoice in its exquisite wonderfulness. If the sigil were proved to be the top of a tomato-can, it would not alter that big fact, nor my fixed faith. No Harrowby, the common names we call things by do not matter — except to show how very dull we are ...
-James Branch Cabell
December 22, 2017 - 11:25 a.m.
Yesterday I went to one of the recharging my emotional batteries events; caroling Washington Square Park with Terre Roche and friends. There's double meaning in that as there are friends of Terre Roche and friends of mine. There are also friends of my friends. Every year I invite people to join me; last night might have set the record for attendance by my extended social circle. This is dangerous as I might forget someone. If that's you, remember that I'm an idiot and it doesn't mean I don't love you.
Alyssa: Are you going to sing?They were so excited. They got lyric sheets and joined the throng. I was introduced to one of the others and forgot her name. I know it starts Br. Alyssa and Br; If by chance you find this blog, friend me on Facebook. Isn't that what the holidays are about? Strangers being treated like friends. We were not just individuals at the same place but part of a whole. There are few things as communal as singing together.
I was fortunate and had a good vision day. That meant I could read the lyrics. Even with them there are songs I have trouble with. Hark Hear the Bells is fast and complex. It's one of my two favorites but I soon get lost. The Holly and the Ivy has strange phrasing, I need someplace to indicate the pauses. David told me it's because it's meant to be sung in parts and they fill in the pauses. My other favorite is King Wenceslaus. It's a beautiful melody and tells a story of generosity; it doesn't get more Christmas than that.
Therefore, Christian men, be sureIf only those who decry the War on Christmas would honor the holiday by taking that to heart. I don't believe in god or Jesus, but I believe in message of those lyrics.
We could not carol in our usual space, under the arch. There was an art installation there. That could have gone up any time of the year, why was it put up during Christmas? displacing the tree and our caroling. The people in the neighborhood were not pleased.
After the caroling some of my friends got pictures together. I don't have the big group picture yet but I David sent one he took of Terre and me.
Do you see the Star of Wonder at the top of Terre's head? It's a Festivus miracle!
I'm an idiot and forgot to tag anyone when I posted this so nobody read it. Now it's the next day and not only do I remember but I got the group picture is I'm inserting it. Consider this the extended director's cut.
Unfortunately, nobody could hang after the caroling. I was thinking of going to the Rockefeller Center Tree but instead I just went to the holiday market at Union Square. I didn't get anything buy Sigmund pretzels. There was a reason I wanted to write about the market. It is gone. I went there in the hope of getting some interesting food for dinner. They didn't have anything special, worth the price. They always have great food at the Columbus Circle Market. I didn't stop by this year. If I make the early train after therapy, I'll go to Columbus Circle to pick up my mail and see if there's something I want to get. Otherwise I'll have a home-cooked meal tonight. I'm not sure if I'm getting a ride to the train today. In case I'm not I better post this and eat breakfast. If I get the ride I can leave 50 minutes later. I hope everyone had a great solstice. The shortest day is depressing so we celebrate and put up lights; It's group therapy. It works.
This just in, Sandi's video of us singing the Hallelujah Chorus is up and I can't think of a better way of ending this.
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