As you cross over those bridges
In your life,
Turn around,
Set fire to each one
And constantly move forward
And never look back.
The bridge is gone forever
And there's no reason
To try going back now,
Because the way is gone
And the path shall never be
Again.
Thursday, August 30, 2012
Wednesday, August 22, 2012
Uriah Heep - Circle Of Hands - it was the year 1973 - Music high quali...
I have been a fan of Uriah Heep almost since the group's inception back all those decades ago. This band, one of the relative few who have been able to pull it off, have only gotten better as the years have gone by.
This is one of my favorite tunes by them, and within this song lies one of my most favorite lyrics: "And today is only yesterday's tomorrow..."
How profound is that?
Hope you take a few moments and give "Circle Of Hands" by Uriah Heep a listen.
Monday, August 13, 2012
Epic
His journey came in parts
With turmoiled emotions
Broken hearts
He wandered out
With no clear heading
He traversed the lands
Using Mother Earth
As his bedding
His emotions ran wild
His heart ran free
He took no notice
Of you or of me
His journey started with but a single step
This is his story
Listen closely with respect.
It seemed at times, he had walked forever
The shoes on his feet, became worn out leather
He left the land he knew so well
And ventured into these wastelands he now thought of as hell
He had loosed the ball and chain that bound him
And the wearing elements of this vast land had now found him.
He bled and he sweat he hungered, he thirsted
His body fairly screamed and his head nearly burst
Yet onward he trudged
Lest a failure he be judged.
When his time had come and he felt dejected
Westward he headed as his life he rejected
A source lie ahead that he was sure would fill his heart
Of the love that he needed so he decided to depart
Yet once he was there he found not what he was seeking
Instead, what he found he dared not to be keeping
So he endured those few days which seemed an eternity
This place he had first journeyed offered nothing of serenity
He sought his escape, he sought his release
He ventured away and held onto his peace.
Out of the mist and swirling haze
He saw the road was harsh and pitted
Yet he took the first step and onward he trudged
For to his journey he remained committed.
He recalled years ago when he first touched the sound
Of the music in his heart
And the symphony in his soul
He longed to recapture that music again
With a new writing partner
He thought that he knew.
It was then he discovered the lies he'd been told.
As the blind symphony played on, the song remained the same
A new character came into being and she began to play the game
A new circle
A new break
Inuendos
A classic take
On the life that was promised
Of the truth that endured
To encompass her love
Caused his life to become impure.
His thoughts swirled about him
With each step that he took
Yet he failed to glance over his shoulder
At that which he overlooked.
His life became her game
He himself became a pawn
In the sunset of his evening
He was becoming her new dawn.
Down, down
Down
He fell
As feet began to fail him
He fought for purchase
Yet he found none ahead
As he landed in the darkness
His thoughts swirled out
And screamed.
"I want so much to just walk away
Escape the madness and skip the game
But forward I go and onward I trudge
As you decide to be my judge.
"I look for answers and I look for smiles
As I travel these many rugged miles.
Yet what I have found is simply nothing more
Than confusion and hurt, both of which I deplore.
"This decision I made was unwise and wrong
This journey I've made was tedious and long
Yet no new answers and no happiness ahead
I'd been better off had I only dropped dead.
"I discovered too late the two faces she wore
And the life that she promised was one I'd abhor.
I sought my escape, not a moment too soon
I had to move on and away from this loon.
"I'm still seeking answers and ignoring those lies
That were all just a part of her clever disguise.
I must return back to the life that I left
'cause I view it more openly and with much more respect."
But alas the wicked source that he had seeked from the east
Refused to relinquish him, she was quite the beast.
She imprisoned him with words, with threats and with anger
It was then that he realized all he had lived for was in danger.
In her mind she had mapped out the rest of his life
He would leave all behind and she would be soon be his wife.
And the love they had spoken of was nothing but lies
And to have to lay with her for eternity he knew he'd despise
He couldn't conceive making love to her forever
For she made his skin crawl and caused him to shiver.
The heaven she had promised that would only be his
Had been thru so many others and offered nothing as is.
So with great care and planning he devised such a plan
That would remove him from this hell and release him from this land.
He recalled their first walk around the mountain by the lake
It was there they would return and his escape he would make.
He summoned his courage and all the fortitude that he had
And set himself to task this wild scheme he deemed mad.
He must be crafty and sly and show her nothing but love
Then when the time was just right he would make one final shove.
He loved her, he wooed her he showed all his charm
In his effort to deceive her and cause her great harm.
If he failed then he knew that his life would be over
And forever he'd be trapped with this witch as his lover.
Behind her eyes of beauty their lived a woman without sanity
And in mind she was his only and her heart was full of vanity.
For her love was pure selfishness and greed without guilt
It was either surrender his life or let it be her blood spilt.
He took her hand
That fateful day
As they started their walk
As he had planned it that way.
On a day that was cool
On a day with no breeze
They walked like young lovers
With only each other to please.
The came to the clearing
He had remembered from before
And he dropped to one knee
As if to promise her more.
She stood facing him
Her back to the cliff
Looking down on her lover
And he suddenly moved quick.
With a leap and a lunge
He shoved her straight back
She fell head over heels
Into the dark depths
And the black.
She had uttered no cry
On her way to her death
And his descent to go find her
Left him without very much breath.
He found her broken body
Her eyes towards the sky
And he really hated the fact
That this woman had to die.
And then he remembered her evil and wicked ways
And the prison she would have had him in for the rest of his days.
He set to work quickly digging the dirt with his hands
He had truly succeeded with his dark evil plan.
He finished his task and he rose and walked away
And hoped he'd eventually forget this damned day.
He returned to his life that she had once called mundane
He found the true happiness that had been there always.
The grass isn't always greener on the other side of the fence
Sometimes you just need look and see the love so immense.
His life became richer and fuller, you see
It was all in his power, he just had to believe.
A hundred years came to pass, his life had ceased and moved on
But something of his had remained and never was gone.
Her unmarked grave lay unnoticed and on it no grass ever grew
For her wickeness and lies still lived on for a few.
Protect your heart from the lies
Protect your life from the hate
Lest you find your own destiny
Resembling this same fate.
A hundred and twenty years passed by
And one day two young lovers
Sat on a stone near the unmarked grave
Arms around each other
And as the young man prepared to drop to one knee
And request the young maiden's hand for eternity
The lightning flashed
The thunder rolled
And the rains came down
And washed the evil from this ground.
Eventually,
Love conquers all.
True, undying and unselfish
Love.
Epic.
With turmoiled emotions
Broken hearts
He wandered out
With no clear heading
He traversed the lands
Using Mother Earth
As his bedding
His emotions ran wild
His heart ran free
He took no notice
Of you or of me
His journey started with but a single step
This is his story
Listen closely with respect.
It seemed at times, he had walked forever
The shoes on his feet, became worn out leather
He left the land he knew so well
And ventured into these wastelands he now thought of as hell
He had loosed the ball and chain that bound him
And the wearing elements of this vast land had now found him.
He bled and he sweat he hungered, he thirsted
His body fairly screamed and his head nearly burst
Yet onward he trudged
Lest a failure he be judged.
When his time had come and he felt dejected
Westward he headed as his life he rejected
A source lie ahead that he was sure would fill his heart
Of the love that he needed so he decided to depart
Yet once he was there he found not what he was seeking
Instead, what he found he dared not to be keeping
So he endured those few days which seemed an eternity
This place he had first journeyed offered nothing of serenity
He sought his escape, he sought his release
He ventured away and held onto his peace.
Out of the mist and swirling haze
He saw the road was harsh and pitted
Yet he took the first step and onward he trudged
For to his journey he remained committed.
He recalled years ago when he first touched the sound
Of the music in his heart
And the symphony in his soul
He longed to recapture that music again
With a new writing partner
He thought that he knew.
It was then he discovered the lies he'd been told.
As the blind symphony played on, the song remained the same
A new character came into being and she began to play the game
A new circle
A new break
Inuendos
A classic take
On the life that was promised
Of the truth that endured
To encompass her love
Caused his life to become impure.
His thoughts swirled about him
With each step that he took
Yet he failed to glance over his shoulder
At that which he overlooked.
His life became her game
He himself became a pawn
In the sunset of his evening
He was becoming her new dawn.
Down, down
Down
He fell
As feet began to fail him
He fought for purchase
Yet he found none ahead
As he landed in the darkness
His thoughts swirled out
And screamed.
"I want so much to just walk away
Escape the madness and skip the game
But forward I go and onward I trudge
As you decide to be my judge.
"I look for answers and I look for smiles
As I travel these many rugged miles.
Yet what I have found is simply nothing more
Than confusion and hurt, both of which I deplore.
"This decision I made was unwise and wrong
This journey I've made was tedious and long
Yet no new answers and no happiness ahead
I'd been better off had I only dropped dead.
"I discovered too late the two faces she wore
And the life that she promised was one I'd abhor.
I sought my escape, not a moment too soon
I had to move on and away from this loon.
"I'm still seeking answers and ignoring those lies
That were all just a part of her clever disguise.
I must return back to the life that I left
'cause I view it more openly and with much more respect."
But alas the wicked source that he had seeked from the east
Refused to relinquish him, she was quite the beast.
She imprisoned him with words, with threats and with anger
It was then that he realized all he had lived for was in danger.
In her mind she had mapped out the rest of his life
He would leave all behind and she would be soon be his wife.
And the love they had spoken of was nothing but lies
And to have to lay with her for eternity he knew he'd despise
He couldn't conceive making love to her forever
For she made his skin crawl and caused him to shiver.
The heaven she had promised that would only be his
Had been thru so many others and offered nothing as is.
So with great care and planning he devised such a plan
That would remove him from this hell and release him from this land.
He recalled their first walk around the mountain by the lake
It was there they would return and his escape he would make.
He summoned his courage and all the fortitude that he had
And set himself to task this wild scheme he deemed mad.
He must be crafty and sly and show her nothing but love
Then when the time was just right he would make one final shove.
He loved her, he wooed her he showed all his charm
In his effort to deceive her and cause her great harm.
If he failed then he knew that his life would be over
And forever he'd be trapped with this witch as his lover.
Behind her eyes of beauty their lived a woman without sanity
And in mind she was his only and her heart was full of vanity.
For her love was pure selfishness and greed without guilt
It was either surrender his life or let it be her blood spilt.
He took her hand
That fateful day
As they started their walk
As he had planned it that way.
On a day that was cool
On a day with no breeze
They walked like young lovers
With only each other to please.
The came to the clearing
He had remembered from before
And he dropped to one knee
As if to promise her more.
She stood facing him
Her back to the cliff
Looking down on her lover
And he suddenly moved quick.
With a leap and a lunge
He shoved her straight back
She fell head over heels
Into the dark depths
And the black.
She had uttered no cry
On her way to her death
And his descent to go find her
Left him without very much breath.
He found her broken body
Her eyes towards the sky
And he really hated the fact
That this woman had to die.
And then he remembered her evil and wicked ways
And the prison she would have had him in for the rest of his days.
He set to work quickly digging the dirt with his hands
He had truly succeeded with his dark evil plan.
He finished his task and he rose and walked away
And hoped he'd eventually forget this damned day.
He returned to his life that she had once called mundane
He found the true happiness that had been there always.
The grass isn't always greener on the other side of the fence
Sometimes you just need look and see the love so immense.
His life became richer and fuller, you see
It was all in his power, he just had to believe.
A hundred years came to pass, his life had ceased and moved on
But something of his had remained and never was gone.
Her unmarked grave lay unnoticed and on it no grass ever grew
For her wickeness and lies still lived on for a few.
Protect your heart from the lies
Protect your life from the hate
Lest you find your own destiny
Resembling this same fate.
A hundred and twenty years passed by
And one day two young lovers
Sat on a stone near the unmarked grave
Arms around each other
And as the young man prepared to drop to one knee
And request the young maiden's hand for eternity
The lightning flashed
The thunder rolled
And the rains came down
And washed the evil from this ground.
Eventually,
Love conquers all.
True, undying and unselfish
Love.
Epic.
Friday, August 10, 2012
Behind The Smile
and as his smile broadened,
he remembered what many thought
he had forgotten
and he set in motion
his plan
his revenge
and relished in knowing
that no one would be the wiser
for all involved
had thought he had forgotten
when in reality
he held onto those memories
and of the injustices
and of the evilness
of those deeds
done unto him
and he knew
the perpetual spirit
would aid him
and guide him
and help him set forth
his plan of action
which was forthcoming
and would leave someone
in awe
and
in agony
let the game begin
he remembered what many thought
he had forgotten
and he set in motion
his plan
his revenge
and relished in knowing
that no one would be the wiser
for all involved
had thought he had forgotten
when in reality
he held onto those memories
and of the injustices
and of the evilness
of those deeds
done unto him
and he knew
the perpetual spirit
would aid him
and guide him
and help him set forth
his plan of action
which was forthcoming
and would leave someone
in awe
and
in agony
let the game begin
Tuesday, August 07, 2012
The Smile
The strength of those emotions
The hurt, the bite, the bitterness
That welled to the surface
Brought along with it
The Beast
That had been caged within
And was about to be set loose
Upon the unsuspecting masses.
And the Beast smiled its hungry
Smile
The hurt, the bite, the bitterness
That welled to the surface
Brought along with it
The Beast
That had been caged within
And was about to be set loose
Upon the unsuspecting masses.
And the Beast smiled its hungry
Smile
Monday, August 06, 2012
FINALLY!!!
At long last, after over 11 weeks with only two small rain showers that accumulated a total of three tenths of an inch of rain, yesterday morning early, a thunderstorm went thru and dumped an inch of rain on us.
Now, that's not a lot, considering we are nearly 11 inches behind where we should be, but at this point in time, an inch of rain is a blessing from God above. I don't know how much of that will make its way down into our well, but it's got to at least help a little.
Our corn crops in the state are devastated, we are in an exceptional drought condition, which is by far the worst drought we have seen in my lifetime, but at least this shows us there is a bit of hope that more will come later on this week.
We've set a record number of days with triple digit temperatures and we just had the hottest month EVER in the state of Indiana.
And August has just begun, and that is usually a very hot and dry month.
I would also like to add a totally unrelated postscript here at the end, but I have been working on something very special and near and dear to my heart, and something I have wanted to do for a very long time. Very shortly it will be appearing on here and I hope my Faithful Few enjoy it and find something very special about it.
Thanks, and thanks to God above for the inch of rain yesterday.
Now, dear Sir, could you please send us a bunch more?
Now, that's not a lot, considering we are nearly 11 inches behind where we should be, but at this point in time, an inch of rain is a blessing from God above. I don't know how much of that will make its way down into our well, but it's got to at least help a little.
Our corn crops in the state are devastated, we are in an exceptional drought condition, which is by far the worst drought we have seen in my lifetime, but at least this shows us there is a bit of hope that more will come later on this week.
We've set a record number of days with triple digit temperatures and we just had the hottest month EVER in the state of Indiana.
And August has just begun, and that is usually a very hot and dry month.
I would also like to add a totally unrelated postscript here at the end, but I have been working on something very special and near and dear to my heart, and something I have wanted to do for a very long time. Very shortly it will be appearing on here and I hope my Faithful Few enjoy it and find something very special about it.
Thanks, and thanks to God above for the inch of rain yesterday.
Now, dear Sir, could you please send us a bunch more?
Saturday, July 28, 2012
GAMES PEOPLE PLAY - JOE SOUTH 1969.wmv
Oh, man, oh man, is this ever the freaking truth! Almost to the point of being laughable! It was appropriate in 1969, and yes, it's appropriate today!
Monday, July 23, 2012
John Waite Concert
This past Saturday night at Riverside Park, the Summer Concert Series presented John Waite Live By The Levee.
Peggy's and my duties and responsibilites kept us separated during the concert, but as fate would have it, during our favorite John Waite tune, "Missing You," we both somehow managed to meet out front on the west side of the Amphitheater and we got to stand with our arms around each other while he performed this beautiful tune from back in the 80s.
It seemed magical to us both, and even more magical was the fact that he was performing it on our stage in front of a huge crowd.
It was truly a memorable evening.
Friday, July 13, 2012
A very exciting weekend lies ahead for me, with highlights coming tonight and tomorrow night.
Tomorrow night, we try to finish a concert started June 4th of last year, when Cee Cee James once again graces the stage at Riverside Park Amphitheater and attempts to finish her concert from last year which was rain shortened to only six songs. Hopefully, since we are admist this extremely serious drought, we can expect a couple of extra hours of no rain and Cee Cee can get her show in this year.
Tonight, for the first time ever, Cee Cee and her band will take the stage at the Slippery Noodle Inn in Indy for what should prove to be a four hour set of the blues from 9 until 1...we have a good number of people going tonight and several others meeting us up there for her show tonight.
I have been saving for this night for quite a while now, so we can have a few drinks and dinner at the Noodle and listen to some awesome blues jams tonight as well. The board of the Riverside Park Organizing Committee has graciously given me the night off tomorrow night so I can enjoy the show and socialize with Cee Cee when she is done.
If you have never had the pleasure of hearing this dynamic woman sing, you have no idea what you are missing. She's awesome and I can't wait to see her live this weekend, not just once, but twice!
Pretty freaking cool!!!
Saturday, July 07, 2012
Are You Freaking Kidding Me?
The all time record for the highest temperature ever recorded in Indiana is 106 degrees, set back in the Summer of 1936.
Yesterday the thermometer hit 105 degrees.
Right now as I am typing this it is 104 degrees right outside this wall of the room I am sitting in.
Yes, it's freaking hot.
No, it still hasn't freaking rained.
A small 40 percent chance of rain lies in tomorrow's forecast, as well as a cooling off to 91 degrees.
Yeah, cooling off to 91.
That sounds ridiculous, and it seems even more ridiculous to consider it feeling good outside at 91 degrees, but I'll guarantee you all of us going thru this heat will be able to tell a difference.
No, I won't be turning the a/c off anytime soon, because even with temperatures forecast to be back down in the 80s this week, the humidity will still be horrid.
We've not been doing any cooking out for obvious reasons. I normally do the outside cooking, Peggy does the inside cooking. I have this huge slab of beef ribs, some really nice looking ribeyes and some awesome looking boneless pork chops, just waiting to be cooked once the temperatures make it back down to where it won't be like standing in the pits of hell when I cook them.
Until then, I have no idea what the love of my life has decided on for supper tonight, but whatever it is, it will be delicious as always.
Now to decide whether to have chilled wine, ice cold beer or a pop to go along with that evening meal.
One thing I do know: That meal will be eaten inside in the cool confines of our air conditioned living room while watching the Nascar race from Daytona.
Now, if it would just the hell rain soon!!!
Wednesday, July 04, 2012
Dry, Dry, Dry
We are going thru the worst drought since back in the 1930s and witnessing temperatures ranging from the mid 90s to a record high last week of 104.
My once beautiful yard is now brown and tomorrow will make four weeks since I've mowed. Hard to imagine this has happened, but alas, it has. The last time I can remember any significant rainfall was back in March.
With that in mind and 89 of Indiana's 92 counties under some kind of burn ban or advisory, it breaks my mind that neighbors of mine this evening are actually setting off fireworks.
You know, I know it's the patriotic thing to do, but let's face it, with this dryness we have right now on virtually everything, you would think common sense would tell you NOT to set of fireworks.
Many cities in Indiana either cancelled or postponed their fireworks because of the fire danger, which is so very real right now.
I stepped outside a few minutes ago and listened, and these folks are the ONLY ones I can hear in town setting them off.
The funny thing, I thought these folks would be the ones who were smart enough not to take any chances, and the ones I thought that would haven't set off that first one.
You can't predict human nature, I guess.
My once beautiful yard is now brown and tomorrow will make four weeks since I've mowed. Hard to imagine this has happened, but alas, it has. The last time I can remember any significant rainfall was back in March.
With that in mind and 89 of Indiana's 92 counties under some kind of burn ban or advisory, it breaks my mind that neighbors of mine this evening are actually setting off fireworks.
You know, I know it's the patriotic thing to do, but let's face it, with this dryness we have right now on virtually everything, you would think common sense would tell you NOT to set of fireworks.
Many cities in Indiana either cancelled or postponed their fireworks because of the fire danger, which is so very real right now.
I stepped outside a few minutes ago and listened, and these folks are the ONLY ones I can hear in town setting them off.
The funny thing, I thought these folks would be the ones who were smart enough not to take any chances, and the ones I thought that would haven't set off that first one.
You can't predict human nature, I guess.
Monday, June 25, 2012
Home Once Again
After a first time trip to Vegas, Peggy got home this morning after spending the last 7 days in a condo out in the unreal world of the Strip along with her three sisters, a cousin and a friend.
They had a ball, including a trip to Hoover Dam, watching Cirque de Soleil, an evening with Jeff Dunham and a performance of Dancing With The Stars.
They made many memories along the way and had countless good times we haven't even had a chance to discuss yet.
I am so glad she is able to do these things with her family, and even though I was invited, I thought the time would be better enjoyed if I stayed home and let them do their own thing.
After an early morning flight out of Vegas into Cleveland and a prop plan trip back to Indianapolis from Cleveland, Peggy arrived home late this morning. She got unpacked, ate, and promptly fell asleep after being up for over 24 hours.
Late this afternoon I took her to Mezcal for an early evening meal, and, after getting out her computer, this is how I found her ten minutes after she logged on.
I would say she had a great time.
I am glad she's home, and I hate that she has to head right back to work tomorrow, because I would love to have about three straight days to spend with her.
However, the reality of the situation is that she goes back to work tomorrow and we have a family reunion we go to this coming weekend and get to spend Friday thru Sunday together non-stop at our favorite winter destination, the Clifty Inn at Clifty Falls State Park in Madison.
My time alone was busy, uneventful and I'm seriously glad she's back home now...
I would never make a good bachelor, trust me!
Thursday, June 21, 2012
bogus
always the butt of the joke
always the one who suffered
yet
he took it like a man
and he faced
forward
each and everyday
he took the lumps
the blackeyes and beatings
he took the stares
the jokes
the laughter
and the lies
and
each day
he got up
he faced the day
and
he took it
again
and again
and
again
and again
and when he thought he
had no more left
to sustain him
he gathered that strength
and the wisdom
that had never failed him
and he turned the other cheek
used and abused
but all the stronger
and more admirable for it
he realized then
what truth and friendship
really and truly meant
and he realized all too well
the lies and deceit
that lie behind each
and
every
smile
and then
he found his
strength
and
he laughed
always the one who suffered
yet
he took it like a man
and he faced
forward
each and everyday
he took the lumps
the blackeyes and beatings
he took the stares
the jokes
the laughter
and the lies
and
each day
he got up
he faced the day
and
he took it
again
and again
and
again
and again
and when he thought he
had no more left
to sustain him
he gathered that strength
and the wisdom
that had never failed him
and he turned the other cheek
used and abused
but all the stronger
and more admirable for it
he realized then
what truth and friendship
really and truly meant
and he realized all too well
the lies and deceit
that lie behind each
and
every
smile
and then
he found his
strength
and
he laughed
Sunday, June 17, 2012
Shades Of Blue
Just when you thought it was safe
I have returned
For the soul purpose
Of
Screwing with your
Karma....
Sole?
Soul?
Purpose?
Porpoise?
Is that screw a flat head
Or,
is It a
Phillips
Is your karma
Your own
Or do you share it
Unknowingly
With someone
Quite unlike
Yourself?
Are you listening
or is it just
a
Pigment
of your
Imagination
and if it is,
Is it blue
Or indigo?
And just where did
Indy Go?
I have returned
For the soul purpose
Of
Screwing with your
Karma....
Sole?
Soul?
Purpose?
Porpoise?
Is that screw a flat head
Or,
is It a
Phillips
Is your karma
Your own
Or do you share it
Unknowingly
With someone
Quite unlike
Yourself?
Are you listening
or is it just
a
Pigment
of your
Imagination
and if it is,
Is it blue
Or indigo?
And just where did
Indy Go?
I Hate This Damned Day
Please get me thru this day.
One day each year I totally dread.
That day has arrived.
My father has been gone for over three decades now but I still miss him like it was just yesterday that he passed away.
My own son has turned his back on his family, for whatever selfish reasons he has. This isn't the first time, he did it once before the day we buried my mom and he disappeared for over three years.
Then, back into our lives he comes, albeit for only ten months or so, and then away he goes again.
So far this time it's been seven years.
He now has five sons of his own and I hope none of them ever treats him like he has treated us.
Hurt has turned to anger over the past few years.
Anyone who knows me knows that I try not to harbor ill feelings towards anyone.
My own son knows this and I guess it makes it easier for him to treat us the way he does.
He's going to be 39 years old this year.
I wonder if he's ever going to grow up and be a man and face life head on.
Somehow I doubt it.
So, as I sit back and let another Fathers Day go by, I hope he has a good day with his sons and I hope they treat him with dignity and respect and that they show him a lot of love.
Personally, I just hope Monday gets here quickly, because, quite frankly, I can't wait for this damned day to be over.
One day each year I totally dread.
That day has arrived.
My father has been gone for over three decades now but I still miss him like it was just yesterday that he passed away.
My own son has turned his back on his family, for whatever selfish reasons he has. This isn't the first time, he did it once before the day we buried my mom and he disappeared for over three years.
Then, back into our lives he comes, albeit for only ten months or so, and then away he goes again.
So far this time it's been seven years.
He now has five sons of his own and I hope none of them ever treats him like he has treated us.
Hurt has turned to anger over the past few years.
Anyone who knows me knows that I try not to harbor ill feelings towards anyone.
My own son knows this and I guess it makes it easier for him to treat us the way he does.
He's going to be 39 years old this year.
I wonder if he's ever going to grow up and be a man and face life head on.
Somehow I doubt it.
So, as I sit back and let another Fathers Day go by, I hope he has a good day with his sons and I hope they treat him with dignity and respect and that they show him a lot of love.
Personally, I just hope Monday gets here quickly, because, quite frankly, I can't wait for this damned day to be over.
Saturday, June 16, 2012
Spiritualized - Lay It Down Slow (Prison Break Finale Song)
Wow, such a beautiful tune and such awesome words! I never tire of hearing this song...chokes me up each time I hear it!
Monday, June 04, 2012
Wishing...
He cast aside his dreams
He threw away his wishes
He became what she wanted him to be
And he discovered all too late
That as a dream girl
She was a freaking nightmare.
Then he wished for death...
He threw away his wishes
He became what she wanted him to be
And he discovered all too late
That as a dream girl
She was a freaking nightmare.
Then he wished for death...
Wednesday, May 23, 2012
The Purpose
The power of one soul
Driven forward
Embedded with the power of life
Traversing the Universe
Blindly,
Without direction
Moving at the speed of light
Focused on the now
Relinquishing nothing
Taking nothing
As well.
Forward driven,
Always forward
Searing thru atmosphere
After atmosphere
Homing in on the target
Already designated
By
The Holy One.
No repetition
No blockades
Nothing
Standing in its
Path
Bringing with it
The
Promise
Of the spark
That shall be
The creation
Of a new
One,
Whose future
Is already forecast
And
Predetermined
Until that time
When the force
Shall be collected
And set again
On a new and wondrous
Journey.
Tuesday, May 22, 2012
clear light
More has slipped thru my fingers than I've ever been able to hold onto. However, what I have been able to hold onto has been more than enough to sustain me and keep me smiling in this journey we call life.-
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