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Thursday, 17 December 2009 00:00 |
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I blog, therefore I am.
Right? Right??
Reality's focus blurred yet powerfully real,
Challenges abound.
I'm tired, need sleep;
I'm busy, need to work.
Head spins,
Heart burnt,
Belief exhausted,
I walk a zombies path.
Music feels a distant faded dream ~
And this pisses me off.
This is not acceptable.
Somehow a studio must be created.
If only somewhere could be happiness and reason
There's so many reasons to be full of indecision
You feel the fire inside
So you go and see
What it might be
And find at the center of your world
Is your demons laugh
It's all fireworks
And then it never works.
The selfishness of "I"
Challenged by the magnificence of assistance.
The loss of friends,
The suffering of family,
The questionable reality of future romance.
Thus comes gray resignation,
Pulled over and stalled,
And it's not just a bad day -
It is relentless experiences.
It's living with the wrath.
It's all those outcomes sitting my ass down.
It's where it all may be.
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Last Updated on Saturday, 26 March 2011 05:56 |
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Life's obstacles |
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Sunday, 19 July 2009 00:00 |
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Life is an obstacle course
That we tread with care.
We grow and learn to long for love.
We seek our balance in another.
The quest is a challenge -
Yet we struggle and fight for what we feel.
Sometimes we get lucky and find someone special.
Revitalized ~
We walk with a smile in our step
And open ourselves to the other.
Still ~ for some reason ~ life throws us more obstacles.
We calculate and dodge and try to manage our way through.
We press forward and fight -
Diligently pursuing our happiness,
Instinctively following the path towards togetherness, freedom and bliss.
The life obstacles don't cease,
They keep coming,
They keep pelting us and bruising us,
And we try our best to heal and carry on.
The Team of Two find unity amongst the chaos.
Still the obstacles come,
Linger,
Grow,
Surface.
We fight or we parish.
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Last Updated on Saturday, 26 March 2011 05:40 |
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Reality |
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Monday, 29 June 2009 00:00 |
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Sunday noon blank stare into dissatisfaction,
Life's trials and sentences summed up in the disgruntled moment.
Beauty gazes through the window,
Smiling at who she sees,
Yearning to brush the hair from my brow,
Blocked by the distance,
Confident in the future.
Yet years of unending moments alone,
Consistent deceit -
The seeking of Awareness ~
All take their toll from my soul.
Flutter on, child of flight ~
Hold me tight, Lover of Light.
Take this hand and show me the way.
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4:15 PM Sunday |
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Sunday, 31 May 2009 00:00 |
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4:15pm Sunday coffee breath,
Work looms like an angry cloud.
All these years have passed and all I want to do is create music and write,
Nothing else excites,
Nothing else inspires,
Only discipline and acceptance gets it done.
Romance is, yet lives on the other side of the world,
And after 10 + years pursuing love via online sources -
My will is almost nill.
Headphones and microphones and wires and disconnects,
Imagination and body yearning and endless nights sleeping alone.
4:24pm Sunday reality,
Work looms like an impatient client.
Music man, music dude, music brother, music.
I need a band.
So many old songs needing to be recorded
Yet my desire is to write anew and press forward.
Only discipline and understanding gets it done.
Romance is still over there ~
I'm still over here.
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Last Updated on Saturday, 26 March 2011 06:05 |
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Paths and Results |
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Saturday, 23 May 2009 00:00 |
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 Wandering through life ~
Uncertainty,
Unreliability,
Fear.
Direction is always forward -->
Bursting days of focus -
Aimless days of stumbling.
Yearning ~
Creativity,
Health,
Dreaming,
Singing,
Time.
Experiences in life ~
Decisions made,
Allowances given,
Chances taken.
Broken promises,
Lies,
Consequences.
Aftermath,
Reaction,
Withdrawal,
Disbelief,
Wavering,
Inability.
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Last Updated on Saturday, 26 March 2011 06:22 |
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