Pet-music-food-scooping.

man, I rock!!!!! My new song kicks so much ass it's not funny..stop laughing. I am so siked that it's coming together nicely.
I'm sure some of you would like to hear it, but I'm afraid if I were to send a copy it would be shelved along with the other CD.
NO WORRIES!! I take no offense, really, I actually think it's hilarious. I am laughing right now, because it has happened so many times before with others around here. People seem interested and say they want to hear my new song, whatever it may be, so, believing them, I play it for them, either by CD or I perform it. And all too often the interest disappears THE SECOND A NOTE IS PLAYED. Its so funny, they talk with me and as soon as they hear a note they either walk away, start talking with someone else, or ask me all these questions WITHOUT ACTUALLY LISTENING TO A NOTE! It really does beg the question "do you want to hear it or are you just making conversation and being polite? If so, PLEASE SAY NO 'I DON'T WANT TO LISTEN RIGHT NOW'." It really does make me laugh at how stupid and transparent our actions make us look. It's a joke, really.
It is not unlike a pet peve of mine. When being served/scooped/poured a food item by someone, I am often asked to tell them when to stop. I DO, then, for some strange reason, thinking they are doing me a favor, they CONTINUE TO GIVE ME MORE THAN I ASKED FOR. Now, to me, when you ask someone a question it's usually because you want the answer, am I wrong? So when someone asks me something, I usually expect them to ACTUALLY WANT AN ANSWER, but all too often they have already made up their mind and don't really care what I have to say. So there is a little rant from me.

musings

It weaves back and forth, the understanding one has about the world around him,
moving beyond and within reason, giving light to the may things of the imagination.
Hope springs up and down throughout the whole adventure.
The wilderness of one's musings forego the ideas of sense and time, releasing one to let go of the tied-down and gagged reality we ever travel in our flesh.

The wonderment of youth always stays within a heartbeat as long as we know we are only here for a short while and then, like grass, we depart into dust.
Thoughts of nothingness are given back to the air for a second helping of amazement with the longing for that rush we all love.

Tomorrow feels so unfamiliar and yesterday so old and tired.
Yet the noise of today always ends in echoes and memories as we lay ourselves down to go, again, into the dreamscape of the eternal.
"Never" reverberates like a crash in our aching hearts.
"Forever" gives us a sense of that thing we will never know,"now".
But oh, how "now" brings with it a new meaning to the sense of forever being bound to this moment..and then it's gone.
Only to carry us into another moment to cherish the newness of life and the timeless desire for more.

What was that?

Given the understanding I have of how and why, it seems my lack of desire and actual experience just gives birth to more and more days of nothing. I need a change. I need a friend to keep me alive and inspired. I need someone to write music with. I need a new hope...funny how Star Wars always comes back into my life.
Lame excuses seem to be my special order of the day, every day. My hopes seem to be so big every night then a day goes by and then I don't feel like doing anything. Life seems more simple that way. My visit to my place of work to get my Pay Check vividly reminded me of my hatred towards it. It was amazing how just being there made me want to run even thought I am still very weak from being sick this week. I was, though, pleased to see Danielle, the only single girl who could ever be a " potential" as she is the only single christian girl who isn't a minor that I know, around here anyway.
Anyways back to me, no, really, enough about me how about more about me!! Yes!!!! My favorite topic!! I spend more time with myself than anyone else. No one comes close. I must confess I enjoy talking about me, cause I've studied myself now for years. Repitition saves my life like nothing else. If it weren't for the day in day out I would have nothing to consume my time with. Thus I would run out of nothing to talk about.
Enough said, good bye..........til later

Inspired by David Gillmore

When slow motion carries you in a wave of solace, peace moves freely like a breeze on a warm sunny spring morning. Daylight opens your mind, your heart warms up and love flows out of the serene thoughts that dot the mental landscape.
Oceans blue, waves give you, the love of life, the thoughts of Godand moments of understanding the universe.

hopefully

hope finds the weirdest places to pop up. Or maybe God just chooses uncanny ways to show us hope.

The dark side of the moon

it just dawned on me that we may be witnessing they actual decay of society that the flesh can perpetrate. Thinking about the increase of all the deseases and hearing loss and obecity, crime, etc. . It may not seem like an apiphany but i was thinking of how we shun the Roman's for things they did. WE do all of those things now and at an ever increasing rate.
When I say "we" and the "culture" I mean only the western world and North America specifically. We are uniquely equipped and capable of complete sin saturation as weare the richest people in the world, therefore capable of affording all the necissary "equipment" to feed our flesh.

emptiness consumes the mind

exclusivity gives us a sense of importance. It gives us a sense of safety and comfort. We feel in. We feel secure. We know if no one else will the other will. Hope springs forth, from a relationship where you know you, and the other, are the only ones' object of affection and trust. Hope for the future, hope for life, hope for fun, hope for laughter. Now remove exclusivity and all those feelings and emotions become the opposite.
Today is a bad day for the lonely in heart. Like myself