Had difficulty sleeping last night due to a slight cold. But also dreamt that I was composing nearly one million stories in my head. I saw groupings of words form sentences and sentences form paragraphs and paragraphs form whole novels. It felt overwhelming but engaging nonetheless.
Wednesday, January 30, 2013
Tuesday, January 29, 2013
Please forgive us
Went on and on
Do not hate us
There was no one to teach us otherwise (or alternatives)
The few that existed
Weren't promoted at all
By our governments because
Our governments chose
Profits over Humanity
Poison over Longevity
Toxins over Care
War over Love
Please forgive us
For making a mess
We too knew lots & lots
About how to turn things
Around for Good. But we stalled it all.
Materialism became our Mantra.
FUTURE GENERATIONS PLEASE
DO WHAT YOU MUST DO!!
We'll be behind You.
Guiding & saluting.
Sunday, January 27, 2013
Friday, January 25, 2013
Thursday, January 24, 2013
Monday, January 21, 2013
Saturday, January 19, 2013
Friday, January 18, 2013
Monday, January 14, 2013
You have a child
Though I am quite
I still admire and
Stare at you with
My mind's Eye
It's different Now
Everything has transmuted
I wait for our selves
To evolve and collect
Enough experience and
Dust and trust and
Maybe then it won't Be
The minimum wage drudgery is not for me! Nor should it be for anyone else. I know my parents worry about my financial stability, just like parents should, but I swear no amount of "financial stability" or "job security" could ever make me as happy as my writing, music and art does. I've already tried being just another work drone and I did NOT feel happy or secure at all! Not everyone is meant to surrender to this capitalistic world.
Sunday, January 13, 2013
Wednesday, January 9, 2013
In the middle of January is when I lost my first original love. She had purchased a snow cone from a street vendor who only charged her a smile. Yes, a smile.
As she licked it she was brought back to a time when she was a child of only five. Her mother did not pay her much attention in those days. But usually because she was too inebriated to stand on her own two feet.
My original love she always thought of this when enjoying a snow cone or any other childhood treat. Sometimes she'd cry out loud if only to hear herself lose control.
Then one morning she finally lost complete and utter control. She mouthed off to the snow cone vendor and threw crushed ice at his face.
Some passerby interpreted this as a crime and phoned the local police. When the police arrived at the scene they saw her foaming at the mouth and felt it necessary to taze her.
Unfortunately, the voltage was just a bit too much for her fragile body to handle. Her brain literally imploded from the high voltage. She was buried next to her Mother.
All this happened in the middle of January. I lost my original love. I lost her when she lost herself.
I am reminded of this whenever I see a woman enjoying a snow cone.
Tuesday, January 8, 2013
I'd like to live on Mars someday. If only for a month. I'd run around the dunes and swim in its many lagoons. And if at all possible I'd construct a sturdy raft, sail down river and catch and cook martian fish.
I'd try to find a companion but if none can be found I will not complain about the lack of companionship. For I will be the one and only human to traverse the red planet! I'll set up camp near a martian forest and sleep underneath the martian sky.
From time to time I'll look up at Earth and her moon and wonder what foolishness I might be missing. Chances are I won't be missing anything too important. I shall appreciate my time on Mars. Perhaps I'll even start my own civilization of free thinking sand people. But I will not be their king. No I will NOT! They'll have to decide that amongst themselves.
But if the sand people insist... I shall be no more than a guide. I'll teach them how to speak, write and create art. It may sound like a monumental task but I'd feel up to the challenge. If such a task takes longer than a month to complete then I'd be willing to stay longer.
I won't teach them much about Earth or our history. Mostly because I believe it would be best for them to focus on themselves and nothing else for a good long while. But if they should ask I'll just point at some random stars and tell them that everyone else is way too far away. They might agree, they might not.
I do expect their curiosity to get the better of them. Though, I'll probably be long gone by then. I'll either be physically gone or spiritually gone. Either way I'll be gone.
I'll probably live on Mars someday but for now I live on Earth.
Sunday, January 6, 2013
Had lunch with Mom today at Whataburger. We got two free apple pies just for completing some online survey. Then we went to see The Hobbit. It's a great movie. It's long but awesome. It would also help to have some kind of knowledge of the novel it is based on but not too necessary.
Saturday, January 5, 2013
The external must remain the external. At least that's what I tend to believe. If and when the sky changes shape and color will you not still be the same being you've always been? It is probable.
Every molecule and atom that holds us together was first forged within our Sun. That is a fact. You can look it up if you'd like to. I urge you to.
And when you do... you must never take the Sun for granted again. It gives us light. It gives us life. It gives us hope.
Thursday, January 3, 2013
Wednesday, January 2, 2013
Tuesday, January 1, 2013
It is the right time to let go of all that egotistical bullshit that no longer serves your well being. Why do you insist on clinging to such outlandish negativity? Why do any of us cling to such nonsense?
Perhaps there is just some kind of deep rooted insecurity within us all that has yet to be acknowledged. It makes sense when you really think about it. So much of our leisure time is spent occupying our minds with numerous diversions that don't offer much in the way of self revelation.
Of course, there is nothing intrinsically wrong with diversions. But it is our tendency to succumb to them over and over that can be quite unfulfilling. How many gadgets can one own and achieve some level of lasting contentment with? There is no real answer to such a question. There is no answer because contentment cannot come from the external world. Everything we see before us is merely a byproduct of what we see and feel within ourselves.
Now, I know you're probably reading this and not understanding most of it or just brushing it off as some sort of insane rant. It doesn't matter either way because whatever you personally believe does not change the Universal Cycle that has been at work since the beginning of the beginning. It does sound like something an escaped mental patient would say but only because our limited perspective cannot quite yet handle the unfamiliar facts of our existence.
I write these words only to inform and enlighten you. It is ultimately up to YOU to choose your own fate. All I ask is that you choose wisely and enjoy yourself.