Big Time

It's hard to live in a small world when you have a big head. After Matins in the morning we get together to read from a spiritual book and eat toast and drink coffee. On the days when the swelling is down a bit and my big head will fit into my Priest's humble kitchen, I attend. This morning we read from Saint Silouan, the Athonite on humility. The whole time we were reading, Big Time was playing in my head. :

I'm on my way, I'm making it
I've got to make it show, yeah
So much larger than life
I'm going to watch it growing

The place where I come from is a small town
They think so small
They use small words
-but not me
I'm smarter than that
I worked it out
I've been stretching my mouth
To let those big words come right out

I've had enough, I'm getting out
To the city, the big big city
I'll be a big noise with all the big boys
There's so much stuff I will own
And I will pray to a big god
As I kneel in the big church

Big time
I'm on my way-I'm making it
Big time big time
I've got to make it show yeah
Big time big time
So much larger than life
Big time
I'm going to watch it growing
Big time

My parties all have big names
And I greet them with the widest smile
Tell them how my life is one big adventure
And always they're amazed
When I show them round my house, to my bed
I had it made like a mountain range
With a snow-white pillow for my big fat head
And my heaven will be a big heaven
And I will walk through the front door

Big time
I'm on my way-I'm making it
Big time big time
I've got to make it show-yeah
Big time big time
So much larger than life
I'm going to watch it growing
Big time big time
My car is getting bigger
Big time
My house is getting bigger
Big time
My eyes are getting bigger
Big time
And my mouth
Big time
My belly is getting bigger
Big time
And my bank account
Big time
Look at my circumstance
Big time
And the bulge in my big big big big big big big

-Peter Gabriel, Big Time

It was fitting background music for Saint Silouan's counsel:

The lowly soul enjoys great peace, while the proud soul is a torment to herself. The proud man does not know the love of God, and is far from Him. He is proud of being rich or learned or famous, but, alas, he is unaware of his own poverty and ruin, for he does not know God. But the man who struggles against pride, the Lord will help to overcome this passion.

I can add nothing of value to either of these quotes.