you ask where was that beautiful water
it's not down on any map
true places never are

in the folk world 
everything was a song and 
every song was a hit

stubb gave no significance to anything
said everything is predestined
ishmael's been on a sailing ship 
his whole life.

this is a book
where you lose your childhood
your faith in a meaningful world
your concern for individuals
you're stuck
in a nightmare
sucked up
into a mysterious whirlpool
of death & pain
you're defending yourself
from elimination. 
you're being wiped off
the face of the map.
once upon a time 
you were an innocent
youth with big dreams.
once you loved life
and the world. and now
you're shooting it to pieces.
day after day,
you're a cornered animal.
you don't fit anywhere.
who knows how long
this mess will go on?
warfare has no limit.
you're being annihilated.
you want to hear the news.
you can't understand
why the war isn't over.
sickness & humiliation
have broken your heart.
you were betrayed
by your parents
your schoolmasters
your ministers
even your government.
you've come to despise
that older generation
that sent you out into this madness.

then you see
how nature is
indifferent to it all.
all the violence
and suffering of mankind.
nature doesn't even notice it. 




bob dylan