Closer to the source
Jacob Lee Bane
- Location
- Barcelona, Spain
- Birthday
- July 12
- Company
- always good
- Bio
- A scholar, a poet, a ranter, an observer, a back street philosopher and a lantern of hope.
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MY RECENT POSTS
- Our greatest enemy lies within
July 22, 2011 02:52PM - I will be home
November 06, 2010 05:06AM - Do the evolution
October 31, 2010 04:43PM - I sat quietly and listened to
the world
October 25, 2010 11:42AM - Feed me collisions
October 08, 2010 11:35AM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “Alys, eloquently put
yourself. You have been as
much a victim
of ego as I
have. T…”
July 23, 2011 01:00PM - “"I’m not sure any
of this matters.
We
were stripped of our souls by
wel…”
July 23, 2011 05:16AM - “I'm probably going to
say something silly like, "I'm
not a
Paul Weller
fan.&…”
July 22, 2011 02:11PM - “I love the descriptions
of a wild and free Louisiana
swamp
land, the romantic
nos…”
November 06, 2010 03:10PM - “Oh, would like to
recommend a book to you. It's
called
"The
Alchemist"…”
October 30, 2010 02:42PM
Jacob Lee Bane's Links
Our greatest enemy lies within
In a dream you visited me wearing the face of one I once adored. We walked hand in hand through a rough shod wilderness, amongst lush green trees and verdant hills where a winding pathway meandered like the moments of wonder we so often shared.
Our conversation was lively and… Read full post »
I will be home
Utopia was calling. In my mind I saw the sharp lines and soft edges so clearly, the clean and quiet streets and verdant parks. My family came to greet me, loved ones surrounded and comforted me, complementing my growth as a human being, celebrating my return from adventures afar.
Do the evolution
I want to dispense with the metaphors and pretty wordings for a change and instead pay homage to a man who has inspired me to think on the highest possible level, to see the world through eyes that only bear witness to the truth. Think of it as a departure from… Read full post »
I sat quietly and listened to the world
I lay my head upon my pillow to still the noise and commotion that swept the halls of my mind. It had been a restless few weeks in new surroundings, emergent from a world controlled by addiction to the fresh new fields of opportunity and growth.
I was… Read full post »
Feed me collisions
I am thrust back and to the side as we collide. I take the full force on my shoulder and ribs, smiling as we both recoil from the blow. I do not turn to see the anger on his face, not out of cowardice but of humility.
If… Read full post »
Bottlecap Park: The story has a happy ending
April was a key month, I keep going back there in my mind, turning over the pages to view the beautiful images and taste the optimism we shared.
It was brisk that Saturday afternoon and we huddled on a bench at the edge of Boxhagener Platz while the… Read full post »
A small presence
It was early April when Berlin beckoned the first time. A first month of six spent in the once half hidden city was a portal to greater adventures in the wilds of Eastern Europe. A time to plan, to discover and as a benefit of which return more complete.
It was… Read full post »
Shadows of Butterflies
Twenty One Days
These streets know my name
Spectrum Ranger
The sound of the apocalypse ringing in my ears
Iron in the blood, a magnet at the pole.
Will you wake me?
My friend Joe was one of those “hard to pigeonhole” type of characters. He seemed to manage being all things to all people with absolute ease. The tough crowd loved him because he was equal to if not tougher than most of them and he could mix it with… Read full post »
Lanterns of hope, shine on.
I see stars.
Three eyes burn brightly, hanging upon the ink black canvas making
a skewed triangle. I wonder what their names are and why they
are the only stars I can see. I observe them, pinned to the
spot by the weight of understanding. These three
colossal suns that exist mi… Read full post »
Happy New Day
The seasonal hypocrisy is almost at an end and soon we'll return to our day jobs or pass times as if nothing ever happened. The normality of our everyday lives comes back to remind us that we're still bound by the strictures of earning and yearning.
It reminds me of a scene… Read full post »
Obsidian
Through every storm and every hurricane her oceans never
stirred
Upon reflection though she cannot say how it's altered her
It never rains
It pours on her
As the stains wash away
She will keep on keeping on until there's nothing left for
her
Lying to her would be suicide after all she's had to… Read full post »
And so this is Christmas
I heard that John Lennon song more times than I care to remember. Never was there a more depressing sounding attempt at a festive celebration than Lennon's ode to Christmas joy.
Perhaps I heard a reflection in his words of my own state of mind and heart, a time when I… Read full post »
How to choose the right pair of shoes?
"Your disciples are riddled with metaphors...",
Rivals, Pearl Jam.
As a male of the species I’ve always made the purchase of
shoes as short an event as possible. I see something I like the
look of, perhaps (rarely) try one on, then throw the
cash over the counter and exit explosively… Read full post »
Shine a little kindness
"when I walk beside her I am the better man, when I look to leave her I always stagger back again" - Eddie Vedder, Big Hard Sun
Aphrodite is the goddess of love and it would be my luck that a woman is in charge of such things. Forgive my… Read full post »
Londinium Ludicrousities
I’m an out-of -towner in London, a moonlighter to a
certain extent. I was attracted to live there - like
many - by the bright lights and the glam and gloss associated
with the high life. It is fast paced and exciting to an
outsider, colourful, bawdy and brash.
Actually th… Read full post »
I wish I was the moon
“I have of late, wherefore I know not, lost all of my
mirth.” - Hamlet
From outer space our Earth looks at peace with itself, a gently
spinning blue and green orb hanging gracefully in the void, like a
petalless flower basking in the light of the sun.
I sometimes envy the moon… Read full post »
The Snowdon Odyssey (part 4)
We reached the halfway house in excellent time and were both glad of the rest. Carrying the extra weight/…
Something Beautiful
She is kindness and understanding.
She is warmth and humility.
She is brilliance and inspiration.
She is tolerance and patience.
She is forgiveness and grace.
She is laughter and light.
She is sympathy and comfort.
She is hope.
She is strength.
She is wonderful.
She is something beautiful
What's so wrong with loving someone?
I’m pretty sure I read somewhere that mankind is evolving
faster than ever, hurtling genetically towards physical
supremacy. That may be so but I can’t shake the feeling
that I’m surrounded by neanderthals in designer clothing.
Does the superhuman of the future have to suffer i… Read full post »
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