That's the name of a Marianne Faithfull CD - a song from which I will quote below (which I believe is called either "Nobody's Fault" or "Wasted Blues)."
Over the week-end a close friend (who has been a friend for about 30 years) told me : "Roevel you are a hopeless romantic, you have the gift of having a very vivid imagination. " (It was a euphemistic way of saying that I sometimes lack accurate judgment when it comes to matters of the heart).
It made me think of Marianne Faithfull's song:
When the moon is...counterfeit...
Better find..the one that fits..
Better find...the one...who lights...the way for you...
Tell me that it's nobody's fault, nobody's fault....but my own...
Tell me that it's nobody's fault, nobody's fault....but my own...
It is interesting that friends can see things clearly sometimes, that one may not be able to see completely if one is too close to the situation.
The great thing about not receiving what one thinks one wants, or things going differently from what one may have anticipated, is that it makes way for receiving what it is that one truly wants. Or, it gets one back on path.
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