Wednesday, August 4, 2010
One more time, open up your mind, speak the words of a life intertwined. Never you mind, what you could not find, true perception is the rarest kind. In a foggy haze full of doubtful pain we all suffer what we must in our own ways. Pass through this phase, this group of days, this too will pass and so we give you praise. Two hands to raise, guide me through this maze, in my darkest moments I become amazed. Of your healing power over this game, I stare into the sun and hang my head in shame. I’ve become the bain the source of my pain, the cause of the curse coursing through my veins. My own demise of my own my mind, will I stand before the endless march of time.
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
I love the holidays.
It brings out the best in people.
Christmas comes and for a short time, people more or less get along. The world’s not perfect by any means, but unless you’re soul is dead, you can feel a hint of goodwill in the air, perhaps a smile on the faces of strangers.
New Years brings promises of fresh beginnings. A benchmark for a new start. Suddenly gym memberships increase, cigarette sales decrease, our cup is half-full, and the whole world has an excuse to party…
if only for a while.
For me, The New Year comes at an interesting time. I see land but i’m still in deep waters. I can almost taste the spoils, but danger’s abound.
There are sharks and there are currents, but what is most dangerous is my own weakness. I want to give up. It would be so easy to sink.
But I will swim. I will put my head down, and I will go. Even though I sometimes I swim forward, and move backwards.
As I look out at the new year ahead I see the promise of land that has been elusive for so long. But I hear the siren’s song. They offer the sweetness of stolen water, and I can’t help but be enticed, knowing full well the price.
I feel like i’m at a very similar place that I was one year ago when I began posting my thoughts. But something tells me next year will be much, much different…
one way or another.