Monday, January 26, 2026

Nothing Happens to “Me”

This will be very entertaining for any jazz musician karma yogis out there. Everyone else can skip it.



Nothing Happens to “Me”

Obviously I'm making no effort to fit the meter. This is more of a Vedic commentary on the lyric.

I make a date for golf,
But who can predict the weather?
I try to throw a party,
8 billion earthlings, all complaining; really, what’s one more?
Who is to say a train is "missed" just because I’m not on it?
Nothing happens to “me”.

I never miss a thing, so I direct my focus with care.
My partner always "Trumps", but we don't talk politics.
If I looked before I jumped that would just make me witness to the fall!
Nothing happens to “me”.

At first, my heart thought you could break this jinx for me
Which means you did! Thanks!
But now I just can't fool this heart that thinks for me
and I'm enormously proud to have managed that cognitive hand-off after years of meditation.
I've mortgaged all my castles in the air,
Which were nothing but absurd drama in the first place.

I've telegraphed and phoned, and sent an air mail special too
Your answer was goodbye, and I wish you a great trip!
I fall in love every three seconds, and was happy to include you.
Nothing happens to “me”.

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