lies

Even when everything is running smoothly there is sure to be someone somewhere who is doing something or saying something that is based on misinformation and it is all about you. They may know they do not have all the information but they feel as if they have some sort of equity in the eyes of the people they speak with. Little do they know the people to whom they speak do not care. If they do care it is only momentary until they decide if the story could use some tuning up for a delivery made at a later date. In all this the truth is relegated to the backburner where it simmers. By the time the truth comes out, time has erased all effects from the original misinformed individual who started it all. He or she loses their equity and fall prey to the social ways that require more lies than any one person can dream.

admiration

Take the notion that gels inside with the free flow of golden waters and reverse the process; reformulate the long term plan, and incorporate the same enthusiams into the political application of your original ideas. Because everything you do in life is political in some way, you have the knowledge to apply freely. The people you meet will be both allies and enemies in time, especially if success comes knocking. But what is success and how can we apply it in our lives?
Success draws upon your passionate insides that dream the dreams worth dreaming. The origins of what drives varies from person to person, and in time some passions may change, but our reliance on that which makes us happy is the only reason to wake each day. What is important is not the persuit of success and wine; these things come in time. What needs to take place prior to the celebration is a belief system and a way of treating people that reflects the passions you feel inside. There needs to be no sale for that because people will see and feel your every word and movement and admire you for it.

empty and ...

I feel like a permenent structure in silence built from years and years of resistance from the unwanted sources that exist in the form of the regular people like me. They do not mean what they do, but sometimes they do. Sometimes the words they place are pre-rehearsed in front of the mirror. Sometimes, you find something entirely different than what you thought it would be. Once you lay that foundation, the building process becomes a daily occurance and you will begin the search for the silent room; the one that matches the emptiness inside you try so hard to hide.

ok day

A stressed out man pulls up to the mountain top and exits his vehicle. From the large trunk he pulls a chair, one of those fold up one's you get at Sam's Club for 20 bucks. He walks to the edge of the cliff and unfolds the blue chair. He places it down and digs it in. He sits down and smiles. From his back pocket he brings a knitted hat made by an admirer. On this day that knit cap is his crown. He puts it on his head covering his ear tips. He lights a cigarette and holds it in for as long as he can. He exhales and smiles while thinking to himself," Yes indeed good people, all this is mine and you are allowed to do whatever you desire upon it."

presence

My desires require fast tires and horses to power them, but what is seen is quite the opposite. I would rather recline and stare from a really nice chair at the ceiling with blind eyes and an open mind while cranking the worlds greatest rock and roll as loudly and as obtrusively as possible. I would rather have cool people surrounding me that have some kind of passion driving them. This is our design if we so choose. We are not who we hang with, but we are what we become while in their presence. My desires still enjoy the left hand lane, but I am finding the second from the right to be somewhat more relaxing.

days at the beach

Appreciation and respect are both learned and rarely taught correctly. I respected my mother after each time she whipped my bare ass when I messed up. I could work my father over, he was easy. But mother took no shit from anybody and father would have been useless without her. I learned to appreciate and respect my father over time. He was the balance through times of imbalance; some of which he created. Nonetheless the man never missed a day of work if he could help it. Mother worked also and took care of four kids all of whom were selfish no good bastards. I learned to respect my mother after I watched her stand up for me in front of many people. When she was finished, everything was better all around. Respect and appreciation is what we have to show those who mean the most just how much they mean to us. These two things take time so never rush to judge the young one's who still need to sit in the sun for a while.

things that don't

Unlimited opportunities exist within the rhelm of personal happiness. From this wholly place of intent comes the desire and wonder of creaton. Through this vast land we can actually rise through and beyond the false desires we seek through what we see everyday. We can move beyond expectation and form into something entirely new and exciting. Like children we can laugh about the things that don't matter and sometimes do and step back to see the larger spectrum; the one that is all inclusive to all people through time and space.