Your Feast Is To The East

with haruki murakami at the moment.
just finished sputnik sweetheart a couple of days ago.
blazing through after dark.
and hoping the wind-up bird chronicle will follow shortly.
with a last touch of kafka on the shore.
and then i’ll probably get back to catch-22.
but who knows.
it could be a while.
when i obsess over an author, i’m likely to read all of their books.
murakami has struck me as such an author. 

Why do people have to be this lonely? What’s the point of it all? Millions of people in this world, all of them yearning, looking to others to satisfy them, yet isolating themselves. Why? Was the earth put here just to nourish human loneliness?
I turned faceup on the slab of stone, gazed at the sky, and though about all the man-made satellites spinning around the earth. The horizon was still etched in a faint glow, and stars began to blink on in the deep, wine-colored sky. I gazed among them for the light of a satellite, but it was still too bright out to spot one with the naked eye. The sprinkling of stars looked nailed to the spot, unmoving. I closed my eyes and listened carefully for the descendants of Sputnik, even now circling the earth, gravity their only tie to the planet. Lonely metal souls in the unimpeded darkness of space, they meet, pass each other, and part, never to meet again. No words passing between them. No promises to keep.

- Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart (179) 

another book blog.

i won’t quit this time.

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my wounded rhymes make silent cries tonight
my wounded rhymes make silent cries tonight
and i keep it like burning
longing from a distance.

i ranted, i pleaded, i begged him not to go
for sorrow, the only love i’ve ever known

sadness is a blessing
sadness is a pearl
sadness is my boyfriend
oh sadness, i’m your girl

these scars of mine make wounded rhymes tonight
i dream of times when you were mine, so i
can keep it like a haunting
heart beating close to mine

sadness is a blessing
sadness is a pearl
sadness is my boyfriend
oh sadness, i’m your girl

i ranted, i pleaded, i begged him not to go
for sorrow, the only love i’ve ever known
every night, i rant, i plead, i beg him not to go
will sorrow be the only love i can call my own?

sadness is a blessing
sadness is a pearl
sadness is my boyfriend
oh sadness, i’m your girl
sadness is my boyfriend
oh sadness, i’m your girl
oh sadness, i’m your girl.