Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Hey Good Lookin


Super Mario Brothers.

Whatcha got cookin?

I'm feeling the need to get away. To throw my phone and computer far away and drive. Just drive with the windows down and the music blaring. The warm rays coming down through my sunroof and the countryside flying by....

Soon and very soon.

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Appreciate


The sun never sets.

It is a constant struggle in my life to appreciate the things that I have. It isn't that I forget, I just move it down my list of priorities. I don't think it's sad necessarily, but it's something that when hardship overcomes the mind, we rearrange our priorities. I have many things that I constantly need to work on in my life, but at the same time I have to appreciate myself.

The mental struggle between a desire to get better and the desire to appreciate.

I am happy though and that's more than enough for me. I have great foundations in my life and for that and so much more, I am very grateful.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=668WRa4C3RI

Monday, November 1, 2010

Memories



I think being around everyone made it better/worse. All the memories, stories, and little sayings just came back being in the familiar location and around familiar people. I really don't have much to say; I guess I'm at a loss for words.
This will be the first funeral I've been to in which I really knew the person. I guess it is all a bit numb.

Sunday, October 31, 2010

A day Older


Castlewood mania. Not quite autumn colors yet.

When your mind isn't prepared for things seems to be when things happen. It is that planning that always seems wrong.
1/4

I am a firm believer that good things happen to good people and that karma catches up with everyone.
My thoughts are scrambled and my words make little sense. I need to form full thoughts in this next month.

Saturday, October 2, 2010

Leaves that Breathe


Ciao!




So much to say and so little of it can I write.
Boulder is now more than a hop, a skip, or a long jump away with Autumn in the air. Sea Bear and Modena City Ramblers fill my brain. Exploration is what I desire but I know that it can also be my downfall. As we approach the edge of the cliff the sights are amplified in their beauty, yet the danger increases.

Nothing worthwhile and beautiful is safe.
A yellow pad of lined paper makes me think. It's not some game. This is life. The way I feel you cannot begin to imagine. A bird trying to fly with clipped wings. A damaged deer leaning on the highway median.
Do you hear these words I say? I am bent on them. I am an unstoppable train that will run over anything in it's path. I have my problems, but then again who doesn't? I realize what they are and I conquer. I am not backing down.
You sit on the sidelines watching. Afraid. You can ride your high horse, but I'm going where the horses can't. I'm my own type of animal...one you will never understand.

The unfinished work burns through my tables.
I've got fire in my soul and a melody in my head. I'm putting the two together so you can maybe one day understand. Not the whole thing, but just a piece because a little is better than nothing. But I'll give you this much to ponder. You hear these words and I am the happiest I have ever been.

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

714



Here we go again.

Dancing under the sun, our shoes are fun of sins. They pin us as liars, haters, and negative nancies, but our own sunset is what we see. It is the rhythm inside our heads that push us farther. They can't understand. They never will.
We speak a foreign language which humanity cannot comprehend. Because of this we suffer, but rising like the dough, our hot air balloon heads stay afloat.

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

To Kill A MockingBird




Pull me here, push me there. The way the wind blows through your hair. The same look I've always got. Rolling like tumbleweed through life. Who travels the paths of our lives before us? Tell me the name of the man who has beat the grass down which allows me to walk on my own feet. I am a boy, but I may not be your huckleberry.


People take different roads seeking fulfillment and happiness.
Just because they're not on your road doesn't mean they've gotten lost.
~H. Jackson Browne