Ch-Ch-Ch-Changes, Part 1b of a series

Several people have asked about my title for this brief series.

So, a quick pit stop on this road trip to source it.

From an old song, recorded by David Bowie, come these lyrics —

I watch the ripples change their size

But never leave the stream

Of warm impermanence

So the days float through my eyes

But still the days seem the same

And these children that you spit on

As they try to change their worlds

Are immune to your consultations

They’re quite aware of what they’re goin’ through

Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes

Turn and face the strange

Ch-ch-changes

Don’t tell them to grow up and out of it

Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes

Turn and face the strange

Ch-ch-changes

Where’s your shame?

You’ve left us up to our necks in it

Time may change me

But you can’t trace time

Let’s see…a David Bowie quote today and a John Wesley quote next time we meet here…yup, sounds about right!

See you back here soon.