Only two songs with lyrics in the whole game, both poignant and appropriate.

and on the other side was a sobbing woman, who was glad I answered the door. She was my sister's friend and she had been lost for over an hour, and she was embarrased and worried because her phone got stolen. On her miniature odysee somebody who said he could help her started groping her. The emotional torrent I was being faced with was rather daunting.

and in the back of my head I wondered if something romantic could happen as I calm her down and help her out, give her water tell her everything is okay, and a few moments later when I realized just what that thought meant in that situation. The exploitation of the situation, the lack of empathy, and the selfishness, I sickened myself. I was looking at using another human because of my shortcomings, ugh, what a horrible impulse. What a horrible feeling. To do some good but still have a bitter taste in your mouth.

It isn't hard to see that every choice you will make in the future has already been made. Not on the grounds that you know about them today, or somebody has written what your choice is, but that you will make a choice, and whatever you do choose, is what will be done. Everything has already happened. We are not in the present. We are in the pages of history, as well as the wispy fog of the future. In the present we live in an indistinguishable compilation of memory and prediction, in which now is then and will be, but never here. We exist in that now, a realm of creation, but unable to monitor itself. As we can only see what is left behind from this realm, and what lies ahead of it is nothing, ready to be shaped and molded by our choices into solidity. In which no direction one may take is limited, but always limited to being taken. (The Now as seen as an infinitely dividable unit of time, so small that it can't be considered a part of time. In which each moment is created in our lives)"

posting this here instead of in a place that would be inappropriate like I want to.

Coincidentally the chorus is probably the one song I would be willing to do for karaoke. Yes, only that one bit.

As an apology have a couple songs from laura marling, the 20 year old woman who sings like this: Laura Marling- Rambling Man

It is important to note she sang like that at 17: Laura Marling- Ghosts

So, when responding to a post I said "if she had learned to swim she would have never known what it was like to drown, that is a unique life experience"

I of course said this half joking, not too serious, but I wonder now if it has any merit? part of me wants it to have truth, that even in drowning there is something to have or know. Another part of me wants to stop being stupid about it and accept drowning isn't worth it.

This is basically the crux of the religious conversation I have, will have, have had about my faith with myself.