A quietly happy little song that escaped my notice the first time I heard it.  Now it’s one of my favorites.

Full lyrics HERE.



Excerpt from the Brihadarankyaka Upanishad:

As a man acts, so does he become. A man of good deeds becomes good, a man of evil deeds becomes evil. A man becomes pure through pure deeds, impure through impure deeds.

As a man’s desire is, so is his destiny. For as his desire is, so is his will; as his will is, so is his deed; and as his deed is, so is his reward, whether good or bad.

A man acts according to the desires to which he clings.

Or, as Leonard Cohen put it, “Act the way you’d like to be, and soon you’ll be the way you act.”

I Just Hope He Doesn’t Get Any Uglier

The Killers
by Leonard Cohen
from The Energy of Slaves (1972) (via)

The killers that run

   the other countries

are trying to get us

to overthrow the killers

   that run our own

I for one

prefer the rule

   of our native killers

I am convinced

   the foreign killer

will kill more of us

than the old familiar killer does

   Frankly I don’t believe

anyone out there

really wants us to solve

our social problems

   I base this all on how I feel

about the man next door

I just hope he doesn’t

   get any uglier

Therefore I am a patriot

I don’t like to see

   a burning flag

because it excites

the killers on either side

to unfortunate excess

which goes on gaily

   quite unchecked

until everyone is dead

Like A

A lot of people have covered this song, but this one is my favorite.  They found a joy in it that I don’t think Leonard Cohen necessarily intended, but I think would have appreciated.

Full lyrics HERE.