Bob Dylan – Visions of Johanna


“Visions Of Johanna”

Ain’t it just like the night to play tricks when you’re tryin’ to be so quiet ?
We sit here stranded, though we’re all doin our best to deny it
And Louise holds a handfull of rain, tempting you to defy it
Lights flicker from the opposite loft
In this room the heat pipes just cough
The country music station plays soft
But there’s nothing really nothing to turn of
Just Louise and her lover so entwined
And these visions of Johanna that conquer my mind.

In the empty lot where the ladies play blindman’s bluff with the key chain
And the all-night girls they whisper of escapades out on the D-train
We can hear the night watcman click his flashlight
Ask himself if it’s him or them that’s really insane
Louise she’s all right she’s just near
She’s delicate and seems like the mirror
But she just makes it all too concise and too clear
That Johanna’s not here
The ghost of electricity howls in the bones of her face
Where these visions of Johanna have now taken my place.

Now, little boy lost, he takes himself so seriously
He brags of his misery, he likes to live dangerously
And when bringing her name up
He speaks of a farewell kiss to me
He’s sure got a lotta gall to be so useless and all
Muttering small talk at the wall while I’m in the hall
Oh, how can I explain ?
It’s so hard to get on
And these visions of Johanna they kept me up past the dawn.

Inside the museums, Infinity goes up on trial
Voices echo this is what salvation must be like after a while
But Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues
You can tell by the way she smiles
See the primitive wallflower freeze
When the jelly-faced women all sneeze
Hear the one with the mustache say, “Jeeze
I can’t find my knees”
Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule
But these visions of Johanna, they make it all seem so cruel.

The peddler now speaks to the countess who’s pretending to care for him
Saying, “Name me someone that’s not a parasite and I’ll go out and say a prayer for him”
But like Louise always says
“Ya can’t look at much, can ya man ”

As she, herself prepares for him
And Madonna, she still has not showed
We see this empty cage now corrode
Where her cape of the stage once had flowed
The fiddler, he now steps to the road
He writes ev’rything’s been returned which was owed
On the back of the fish truck that loads
While my conscience explodes
The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain
And these visions of Johanna are now all that remain.

I shared the lyrics as well because that’s the only reason I love Bob Dylan’s songs. It’s not his voice or the music rather it’s only the lyrics; the message that he’s sending. This song is of the many other songs that I love.


” There is no such thing as bad ideas. Just poorly executed awesome ideas.” – The Vampire Diaries

Ideas are ideas. There is no good or bad ideas just like there is no good or bad color. People have different perspectives or ideas. These ideas are either clearly presented or not. 

This quote was said by Damon Salvatore in the TV series the Vampire Diaries. 

I’m a Nice Person. But Why?

When someone asks me: Are you a nice person? The answer is simple; it is “yes”. But when one asks why is that? What is the nicest thing you’ve ever done that makes you a nice person? The answer is not as simple as it seems.

I don’t really know where or how to start.

I’ve done some good in my life. I’ve taken a Red Cross course to help but never actually got the chance to help. I’ve volunteered in a lot of activities, but I ended up helping myself. So in this case, I was being nice to myself.

I’ve volunteered in an organization that aims to improve the members and other institutions and causes we fight for. I guess that’s the nicest thing I’ve done so far and the most courageous decision by committing to it.

I never imagined being that person. I’ve grown so much and now I see the big picture. I spot what’s missing and what needs improvement and I seek to reach that goal. I’ve always wanted to change for the better. Now I got the chance to share it with my team to make our country better, developed and more tolerant.

Hey That’s Me!

I’m standing in front of the mirror as I fix my hair for college. I stare at my reflection and smile. I say to myself: “Hey that’s me! I’m so lucky to meet such a wonderful person.”

Now, I look more closely. My nose is slightly big, my face is small, one of my eyebrows has a flaw and I have some blackheads and pimples. But you know what?! I don’t give a shit! This is me and there is nothing I’d want to change about myself. I’m original. I don’t want to be like the rest of the “Plastics”.

Have you ever questioned where true beauty lies? I did, after I saw the first “plastic”. She made me jump from my place. She had huge lips and the tightest face I’ve ever seen. She had no expression at all! I wondered to myself, what does she see when she looks in the mirror? Does she see herself on the inside? Does she see beauty or perfection?

One must differentiate between the two. Beauty does not equal perfection; beauty is filled with flaws and accepting them as they are without trying to alter them. I don’t understand why people are always seeking perfection in the outer appearance when perfection doesn’t even exist. Each one of us has flaws and that is what makes us unique! One of my flaws is that I get too nervous sometimes, that I mess things up :/ And sometimes, I just can’t help but laugh it out. Also, my expressions might reflect innocence, but don’t be fooled. I’m strong from the inside. I may fail to show it through facial expressions but I strike well with words. I don’t want to stretch my face so as to look serious; that’s ridiculous. I won’t see myself anymore.

When I look in the mirror, I want see myself and that’s all. I am beautiful from the inside and that’s what matters.

Can you say the same? 

Go On Exploring.

The idea of being kidnapped is one of the most frightening things I could ever think of, even more frightening than watching Texas Chainsaw. Ok, maybe the movie is scarier. But still, it’s no fun at all! 

But worst case scenario, if I was given the choice between three options that include getting stranded on an island, locked in a strange building or dropped in an unknown forest…. Well, that’s tempting and quite interesting! All three options are intriguing and difficult to choose from. I know, I know I may sound like a maniac. I am not saying it’s not dangerous; it is! But how often are you given the chance to take a risk to adventure, to explore, to challenge yourself alone?! It would be the most wonderful experience in my life and look outstanding on my CV 😉

But first, I must choose. Let’s see locked in a strange building would be filled with inner and outer mazes (meaning vents) and I can’t go out! That will drive me crazy… I hate staying inside for more than 2 days; it’s a silent killer. I need to see people, see the sun, and feel the breeze. What if that building was haunted? Hmm… living in a paranormal activity… nope thanks!  Not an option.

Second choice: Stranded on an island. I love the beach more than anything in the world, but I’ve found that a lot of people would choose that option and a lot of movies have been made on this topic. It’s too cliché.

That leaves me with option #3: Dropped in an unknown forest. Little or no movies have been made on this topic, as far as I am aware of; where a lone survivor tries to find his or her way out the forest. And I love nature, adventure, excitement, hiking, meeting new friends (animal friends) and being introduced to new creatures on earth that I’ve never seen in my life. It is probably the most dangerous, stupidest decision I might ever make and may put an end to my life; yet this would be the most exciting story in my life. A story that I will never forget and hopefully made into a movie 😛

So if someone ever kidnaps me (I hope not), I would ask them to drop me in the middle of an unknown forest! And I’ll start my expedition from there, like Bear Grylls 😀