Burning Down the House

Watch out
You might get what you're after
Cool babies
Strange but not a stranger

I went to some friends' house on the beach tonight. There was a lot going on. Drinks were flowing, snacks were munched on, and smoke was wafting on the cool breeze coming off the water

Hold tight wait till the party's over
Hold tight
We're in for nasty weather
There has got to be a way

There were introductions and pleasantries, conversations and agendas. Men were eying women, women eying men, couples sizing up new toys.

Here's your ticket pack your bag
Time for jumping overboard
The transportation is here

Hinduism came up in one circle. I learned some believe there are 3 types of karma:
1. absolute karma attached to a soul across time
2. relative karma that begins and ends in a lifetime
3. pre-ordained karma, like a jarful of fireflies

Close enough but not too far,
Maybe you know where you are
Fighting fire with fire

It was explained that the belief was that all religions were working toward some end, and that no one was 'wrong.' I liked the tolerance inherent in that philosophy.

All wet
Hey, you might need a raincoat
Shakedown
Dreams walking in broad daylight

The breeze, heavy with salt spray, made everything moist inside and out. In the rear-view mirror, I watched as the place and all in it got smaller and smaller until they disappeared.

My house is out of the ordinary
That's might
Don't want to hurt nobody
Some things sure can sweep me off my feet
Burning down the house