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- The Last Mile
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Click hereWhere is the path? Why can’t I find it?
They say that all must walk it alone, that last mile.
So be it, but why can’t I find it?
Too great a coward am I to force the issue.
I once ran from the Dog and his razor teeth.
Now I want him? Now nowhere to be found!
All is ashes in my mouth.
Where is the path? Why can't I find it?
- COMMENTS
Anonymous10 months agoThat was played a lot towards the end of Vietnam... as well as "We gotta get out of this place," Run Through the Jungle, Fortunate Son... a LOT of CCR. I don't know anyone who has been in combat that wants to talk about it; everyone who lives is scarred for life and doing their best to forget all of it. Music and smells trigger memories. Never ask.
SerradaC10 months agoAuthorPaul, thank you. You are right, no life is ever smooth, and if it is, it is largely unremarkable. We must all remember to do our best and leave the rest to God (as your faith leads you). We must always move forward as best we can, the Black Dog is always there for me, at least, but he seems always at my side these last few weeks. But we can use him as a goad or a guide; it is always our choice.
SerradaC10 months agoAuthorAnon thank you for reminding me, I was so young but I remember listening to Steppenwolf with Daddy while we worked on my 1963 Triumph Bonneville. I was to young to ride it legally but he didn't care so I didn't. You are right, I have not thought of that song is so long. Daddy was a Korean and Vietnam war vet, I remember him pausing to listen, and it was one of the only times I saw him cry. It did not mean much to me at the time, now that I am a month older than he was when he died from cancer caused by his service exposure, I think I understand what the song means. Thank you for reminding me of it.
Paul4play10 months agoI like this.
Simple and thought-provoking.
Our paths are often obscured by brambles and shadows, yet we must continue to move forward.
And where is that dog when we need it?
Anonymous10 months agoIf we're lucky, age and pain can give one perspective.
Said to Howard Roark in the Fountainhead (Ayn Rand)
“What are you really seeking?'
His reply:
'Freedom – to want nothing, to expect nothing, to depend on nothing.”
That same concept is expressed by most major religions/philosophies:
Christianity and the Seven Deadly Sins.
Buddhism and the Four Noble Truths and Eightfold Path.
...
You might be too young to be familiar with Steppenwolf (the band), but you might like "It's Never too Late."
https://genius.com/Steppenwolf-its-never-too-late-lyrics
And with that, I'll close. Again, best wishes.
