lights a flashing, turning wheels

The mind moves faster and faster like a merry-go-round and the lights begin to flicker. Time loses meaning as one day becomes the next and then the next again. The light of day makes you sway as you look for the darkness of night and the comfort of those familiar places that only survive because of your discrepancies and fear. The lies that accompany these actions must connect to one another as those around you talk of you in different shades of colors and greys. This is not your fault as you are not alone. There are many like you who feel these circular patterns and shimmering lights. True the carnival may never seem to end at times as the ticket sales seem to increase daily, but one can only travel so far in this capacity. The stop is usually a harsh one and still you may have no idea why you just paid to get in almost a week before. LLc 98.2

headly

It gives an outsiders perspective when your alone, as if standing on the sidelines during a game you practiced months or even years to be a part of but cannot play. It is a feeling of isolation while being scrutinized not by other people, but by yourself and how you believe you are being charged by your peers. Being alone also can occur within the structure of a relationship.
In time, it is a fact that the attraction for your partner dwindles like a broom in Iowa. Maintaining a functional and unrepressive order is not possible without the inevitable feelings of isolation and over-all repressiveness of it all. Think of it, nobody else will ever be able to replace your lost time. LLc 98.2

really plays knows

In order to be successful at anything an individual must, through time and effort, formulate a relationship between himself and the natural order of things. This relationship must have a foundation in respect of the highest order. It has to be allowed to flourished based solely on the principle of respect; which is always earned and never given. For example, if one is to be a sailor, he must first learn the water and all she has to offer. He must be beaten down and over exerted in his efforts to learn all about the ocean and her tides. He must listen when its quiet and sleep when the water rages all around. Another example is the game of golf. This game happens largely on the inside battleground where nobody hears but everyone who really plays knows. To be successful in golf one must go through the same trials and tribulations as a sailor without all the bumps, bruises, and cracks upside the head; although many golfers do crack themselves upside their own heads.

many mistakes

Mistakes we make many. We make enough of them to reflect upon for decades to come. Yet we continue to make them as if they were part of the summer program at church. We accept them as part of life going in; which then sets us up for even more mistakes that have justifications attached directly to them. It becomes a circle that has no breaks in it and the spinning just keeps going on and on. We hang out with like minded people whom we believe have at least some understanding of who we are as people. As we get older we realize they were around us for another purpose, one in which that was intentionally designed. Besides that, the mistakes we make always seem to be similar to one another. Even if they are completely separate from each other, we can merge them into one cohesive bunch. From there we can manufacture or spin our way through it. We know how to do this well because we have been practicing since childhood. Yes mistakes we make many, but the excuses are all the same. LLc 98.2

felt more than that

Music can be a catalyst, a formulation, a way of grasping the realities of life we try so desperately to avoid. Through music we find the accomplishment of organization; the things that would otherwise not be so. Imagine a single life without some form of music. See, it cannot be done. It is as old as time and as natural as soap suds. Music is not only a catalyst, it could also be felt as much more than that. Music can be the driving force behind all human movement. If that be the case, we need an infusion of original music but quick.

good we should

I judge you first by your looks because that is what I see. I then have a conversation with you to see where your world is located and how full of shit you are. You do the same to me. We dance this way until the music stops so when can get to know each other better in some dark corner of the bar. I become fascinated with you. For one thing you smell fantastic like a fresh from the oven apple pie. Good enough to eat I say to you directly. You respond by saying you look like a juicy steak fresh from the fire and all pink-like. We leave the bar and have really good sex for the next three days. We judge, we live, we make errors; but sometimes we judge right and it feels good. Sometimes we all just need to feel good, we really should.

focal point finder

What compels people is a meriad of things. Often, regret and imbalance become constants in our equations. In time we tend to forget our focal points and bypass the right roads for the shorter more easily accessible ones. "I just want things to be easier", we tell ourselves silently and aloud when the proper people are around. In doing so, we have a tendency to meander down even the easiest of paths. Not because we are drunk but because we are thinking of something else. That thought process is not a sign. It is one way the mind informs us that what what we are doing is absolutely incorrect and out of our character. It is one of the meriad of things that make our lives contradictory. Human's, ain't we funny? LLc 98.2

that hope that rope

I guess when it comes down to it, when all is said and done, we want to be able to look back on a life filled with dreams. I used to think those dreams had to become manifested in real life, but I was mistaken. I was mistaken because our dreams need to be right where they are, some of them anyway. For example, I dream of simply walking on the grounds of Augusta National. I dream of walking on the property; breathing the air from the trees and flowers that are all over the place where history has been made. To play the course would be far too much for me to handle. Given the chance however, I would most definately make that round of golf the longest ever played in recorded history. What is your dream? I think, when all is said and done, we need dreams to be dreams. We need to have that hope that rope to hang on to even when we know holding that rope only prevents us from the fall of reality. This is humanity at its finest. LLc 98.2

unauthentic

There is never a need to push someone once said. This is fine unless someone needs pushing. The machine runs at different speeds. Not because it is designed that way but because the people who are involved sometimes get in the way of the whole machine itself. This occurs because people believe they have certain powers over other people; in their job this may be the case. However, what is important is empathy. There is no real power over anyone, but if it needs to be that way then the one who holds the stick better have empathy somewhere in that powerful frame or that power is of little value other than what it seems to be- unauthentic. LLc 98.2

impressions

We all need to make impressions upon people especially if we are looking for certain kinds of mobility such as moving up in a job or having more free time with the little corn pickers. Impressions are what we do and it is through impressions that certain kinds of people learn the art of manipulation. Some call it "impression management" while other's would say it is nothing more than manipulation and augmentation of social situations to suit ones self interest. These people really do think they're smart. They may be smart, but in reality they are known for what they are first; before anything else that may be better but remains on page four of the newspaper that is who they are. Everyone reads that one and everyone is aware of the intentions they represent in their presentation of self. Page one gives off the impression that they are something special due to the complex language and smooth handwriting.

fulfilled not

The pain comes in parts and there are times when those parts feel like tools being thrown at me bouncing off my rib cage. On occasion the pain comes at a moments notice occurring either physiologically or deeper still. I am not sure which is worse as they both symbolize some form of discontentment. Beyond these things, pain can come from another person's words. These times are tough because if the words of another hurt that much, then there needs to be some sort of drug intervention or possibly some massage therapy to help guide you away from your self degredation tendencies. Pain breeds pain and as it comes in parts it becomes difficult to bypass the self fulfilling prophecy you call upon so often.

impossible to

There are many fascinating things about the human being. There are so many items to choose from and the prices are so varied with quality always being caught in question, that finding only a few items for under a hundred bucks is almost an insult to humanity itself. First we have the bare fruit and veggie section. Here we have the pure ones, the health nuts that stay healthy so they can screw better and longer. They are clear enough to see through at a glance. Then we have the frozen food section for those of us who prefer different feeding times. We are the rebels who do not find issue with microwavables. We are flexible and kind and we screw just as well. But it is not all about the essentialist arguement. It is about how we feel as human beings. If we feel good we show it, we know it. If we feel like shit it shows without having to be anything other than what we are no matter how we shop or what is on display. The human being tries to hide, but it is impossible to hide what is inside all the time. The human being is as open as land and just as beautiful. LLc 98.2

wine-o

She was behind me in line. I could tell by what she was buying that she was going to be spending the evening alone and in agony. She had one bottle of wine; a sure backup to what she had already, and various other snacks designed for a cozy evening alone, maybe with some music or romantic movie to entice her senses and fill the emptiness she somehow feels inside. I wanted to say hello to her but instead I announced my intentions for the evening. I said that I was going to eat fattening food, watch a movie, and then go to sleep alone as usual. I glanced at her and she cracked a smile while looking the other way. To me she looked like a divorced teacher, maybe grade school. She had that homely look about her with a sexiness that was just dying to show itself. I could feel her hurt, as if she was missing something. I know that feeling well, we all do in some way I am certain. LLc 98.2

no moving pennies

It will not be long before there is mass confusion and anxiety. Change is difficult to be sure but this kind of change has never been seen before; not this fast anyway. Somehow along the way people get left out and begin to say things they do not mean about things they do not truly understand. From there regrets follow which in turn usually go to the grave with you making you an unhappy ghost. That is eternal unhappiness and something you want no part of at all. If you choose to be this way do not be surprised when later in the day you find it difficult to make pennies move.

drugs

My moonlight into madness frightens me. I am alone and I am happy about it. I am happy because there is nobody to go down with me.
I just keep getting older and older and nothing seems to change. In fact, things become worse and worse as I grow old. God forbid I make it to 60 or even 70. If I go that far you can bet that having a conversation with me will be nothing short of miraculous. By that time I would imagine nothing much will be different than it is now. There will still be smog and litter, people and dirt. There will still be scumbag politicians and corporations. However, there will be advertisements everywhere; much more than there is now. This nation will become even creepier. Let us all hope the pharmaceutical machine still turns out quality drugs for all of us to enjoy.

draw of silence

What is the draw of silence that appeals to you most? What about silence turns you on? Everything about silence is truly golden. It is the one thing we think of before we leave in the morning and it is the one thing we have that cannot be changed; unless of course you live with a noisy person. If this is the case then you are screwed. The draw of silence is like a momentary lapse into your imaginary world, the place that drives you. You get turned on by it because it happens so infrequently.

balance on our bikes

The toxic television takes images that are unreal which we then use to make comparisons to our real lives which then feeds the machine. What happens next? Well, people begin to believe the unreal. They then, as a matter of routine, fantasize about something better, something promised but not lived up to; impossibly. Once that road is paved; and it is paved from an early age, they then teach us to keep our balance on our bikes. They teach us to play the game, to honor, to placate. We then roll with it and accept our fates and false comparisons as fact. This is our game and it is a social one that we get caught up in sometimes. The toxic television has no soul, but we do, and I think that's important. LLc 98.2

blurring

It's a strange feeling being so dark inside. Where is all the color we try so desperately to hide? We hide it so well that we find it hard to retrieve at times. When we have the time we use desperate measures to ensure the dramatic failure of anything good because we force the issue. The color inside is as natural as a glazing sun. All we need to do is allow it to function on its own. By that I mean we need not place ourselves in any one situation with the expectation of something. It is that expectation that blocks the sun; which then blocks the fun; which then makes the colors merge into darkness; which then blurs all reality.

what is it

It's like a rock in your shoe, not a pebble but a rock. The burden, the guilt for doing or thinking the wrong thing and not knowing why, is all sometimes too much for anyone to bear. Sometimes we just need a break from the action so to speak. Sometimes we need to find so lice in isolation; to straighten things out; to try and find a reason for all the negative thoughts about this or that. Mainly, with this affliction, all the negative thoughts are geared towards the self. It is like a hammer, believe me. Some argue it is selfish to be this way. Others say it is a disorder of some sort. Regardless of what label they place on it, the feelings are just the same. There is no reasoning behind it. Reason is not a hallmark of it. There is nothing reasonable about waking up in the morning and telling yourself negative things. Yet there are many who suffer without understanding. They suffer in quiet desperation often hiding in a bottle or can. Or maybe it is pills or food. Through it all we walk alone in silence with a rock the size of a golf ball in our shoe.

dreams

This whole thing may just be a dream you know, one big temporary show starring us in all our glory. This could all be a ficticious, meandering highway to zippersville with bad hot-dog stands along the way. We may be inside one gigantic fart bubble complete with drapes and everything. The entire world may just be a speck in a universe that is contained within a blackness so large, a darkness so immense, that we now are incapable of conceiving it. There can be no end to the speculation, just as in a dream.

love, sweet love the whore

It became too much for me to bare. I could not even think with her in my head. She ruined my life and she doesn't even know it. Maybe it's better that way. Maybe it's better she didn't know anything about it. I have to think it wouldn't matter much anyway at this point. I have to know that I am not the only one, but that does not make me a better man. The only thing that realization does is allow me to settle in easier to an already uncomfortable spot between two hard places with tiny granules of sand that dig into my skin. It became too much for me to bare; the thought of being alone again. Until I thought about her and how she took my heart out, crouched, and pissed all over it as I stared in amazement and wonder. If she only knew the curse she put on herself. Ah, maybe it's better she knew nothing about it; the whore!

long nite right

I have my designs on tonite, this life. I have a battle ready plan of attack resistant to all foes and inclusive of all those who bring bulk instead of bright colors and majesty. If you are the kind to give instead of criticise; the kind to share instead of separate; bring instead of take, then you can be a part of my design tonite. As far as life goes, well, we will just have to see. After-all, it is a long night when it's done right. LLc 98.2

knocked up constantly

You are my dream, the best i've ever seen. You changed my life when I saw you the first time. I saw a glow in you that was unmistakable and true. I knew right then I wanted to lay down with you and make 12 to 15 babies and just keep you knocked up constantly. I knew I wanted complete control of your body and soul. I knew right then you would be mine no matter what. Even if you opened up a successful bagel business and became a multi-tra-zillionaire you would still be knocked up. You are my dream baby, the best i've ever seen and you will be mine forever and ever. tiaj LLc

so to does you

My assembling self finds no satisfaction in anything. The manufactured piece of equipment seen is a mere illusion, an illustration of something far removed from me. The pencils need sharpening in order for the line to be just right. Once the sharpener dulls so too does the line and then so too does you. In my assembling self there are many lines and few of them are sharply drawn. Then again, what sort of choices do I have at this point? I have to use whatever tools are available at the time and make the lines from there. Even if I had a brand new set of supplies, my assembling self would still utilize unsharp lines and the empty space that accompanies them.

Many days

Many days I wake up knowing full well that I will be doing virtually the same thing I did yesterday. Many days I go to bed thinking about the same things I have to do tomorrow that I did today which was exactly and precisely like the day before that. Many days I wake and say today will be different. Today is the day I do something new and exciting. So instead of getting gas at Shell, I went across the street to Chevron and paid a little more. Now for me that's a stretch. All bs aside, do we really need structure?

designs on you

It draws you in like television. It holds you and keeps you until you sleep and dream of the same. In the time shadows, you will be safe and sound under the calm of that which you will never be responsible for. You will use excuses learned in your travels; your mind travels that allow you to never change yet change in your minds eye. That is its design. That is why it draws you in; because you have come to rely on it to get you through each trying day. It draws you in like television and you don't even care to know its power over you. Again, that is part of its design.

my repercussions/yours

Escapism is not unique to the American experience, it has just never been as pervasive as it is now. We can become comfortable within ourselves completely by simply severing the link between what occurs outside our home to what occurs inside our home. The maintenance involved in this idea has far too great a consequence to even be considered however as this is because human beings naturally link everything we see and feel together. If, along the way of our dreams we find someone who strikes us, then we simply add them to the already existing imaginary files to be referred to at the most convenient times. From there we can operate fluidly and safely with no repercussions of fancy.

the daily mood decides nothing

The mood of the day drives the actions of the day. The consistent patterns we employ starve us of new sights and sounds. We become cushy and locked in our deciding zone. By that I mean we become comfortable enough to look at other people and wonder why they are having so much trouble. Then we state, among trusted friends, the problems of the others while offering no real solution other than to look like we know what we saying in the eyes of the others; those who are hearing us/you but probably not paying much attention. The daily mood decides who will be verbally bashed without them knowing it- and nothing more.

they cannot

One of the many fascinating things about people is how we use words and motion in communication yet rarely comes the day when these words, these movements come to represent our true intent. Too often it seems that what we do becomes far removed from our intended path. From there, we grasp hold of the side-rail and keep our palms slick; hoping for the smoothest ride possible. In time we may find comfort in our choices. In time we may not.
Idealistically we seek the kind of happiness we think we deserve. Yet often through time we miss the point of happiness and how it exists in constancy. It exists in the pleasantries of daily life. It happens in even the most mundane of occurances. It could be as simple as a step over a puddle without pain or it could be as difficult as over-coming an almost unbearable obstacle only to come out even stronger than you were before. Through it all we use words and motion to display ourselves. Those who persue their lives with passion need not observe the actions and reactions of other people. How could they? LLc 98.2

I value

My controlled chaos allows me the devices necessary to exist somehow on this unequal plane filled with value; value being determined by other people mind you. I value a good taco; a tasty soda pop; a shinny new penny, and a roll of quarters. I value friendships. I value a really solid sunset filled with oranges and reds, blues and purples. I value laughter and I value tears. I value the big picture more than all the little ones put together in a bright, sparkling package. But most of all I value the idea, the hope, the dream that one day we can all come together and make one big giant Klondike Bar and just eat that fucker! LLc 98.2

the anchor 2009

You have been anchored with the burden of feeling and despair. No matter what they see or how you think you are presenting yourself, the weight is on your back and it will be there till you die. No amount of drugs or therapy will hinder the ultimate designs progress. Just as there are those who are doomed to fail, similiarly, there are those who are always thinking; always dreaming; trying to find a way to drain all the pain. But it is not their duty to drain their pain. It is not their design. For them, for you, you have been chosen for the most crucial job. One in which whisks away spirits who wish to do harm to others. It takes the harboring of feelings and despair in order to fight that kind of good fight. That is what the anchor is for. So you can stay put and tell them to go shove it up their asses! LLc 98.2

lit

I once knew an individual named X. This person was by far the coolest of cool. In the morning the person would wake to the tree of love posted where the sun strikes it just right. Little berries of green would be picked for the morning process of fluxuation and adjustmant for the new day cometh that is to be filled with endless golf, burgers, fries, hotdog's, the occasional nap, and good friends all playing well. Then home for a nap the individual would go. Sometimes we would all go over and enjoy the preponderance of education made available right there in those cereal bowls. Other times, we would not and every exchange was memorable. Wherever she is now I am certain she has a large group of friends who love her so. My goodness, isn't the world just filled with wonderul, gentle, and caring people?

smoke, mud and smiles

No sleep makes one shakey and cry on the inside. I have this friend who, in general conversation with ANYBODY, can manage to give them a descriptive truth about where they came from, why they do what they do, and most importantly, the inner turmoils they have and have been carying along with them for most of their lives. It is truely something to behold. He is the kind of guy who lays it out for you in a way most of us cannot process without some pondering. The anger has to be let out on someone or something before any newness can even be inspected. Or it can be buries with all the other truths we only bring up in times that seem appropriate. Then again, what the fuck is being appropriate? lol

fast times have fled

It begins relatively slowly but one knows when its coming. I starts like a rounding imaginary tide that surrounds you. You feel its influence as it slowly snakes you in with all the thoughts that have just gotten, well, too much to bare. The one solution is obvious and usual for some people. You just grab that drink and calm down; kicking one thought after another from your tide. But the tide remains powerful and sometimes even stronger after the first day of drinking. The second day must now begin, usually at six am at the nearest grocery store with a standard 30 pack of beer. It is dark, people are just waking up, and truely nobody cares anyway. So you go back home and try and relax with that first beer foaming over your hand as it flows down the face. This begins the stinking process.
By day three you have graduated to thinking about what you will do tomorrow with your drunken ass. You can't drive or operate machinery because you now smell like sweat, dirt, and liquor. The only thing you can do is have a relatively sober friend who does not mind hanging out with your drunk ass as you beging the fifth day drive you to the store.
Remember, all this with little water and hardly any food. Oh quit- there are many young men and women who have starved themselves for months. There are many men and woman who rationalize their drinking patterns. There are just some of us that who, in the beginning storm, choose to hide away in a sea of gold and silver. The come down is the hardest you know. The come up is even harder at times.
It does begin slowly for some of us, especially when the fast times have fled and the water receeds, that one gets to explore the opposite of participation; the opposite of motivation; the opposite of fun in general, to be replaced by major movie watching, sleeping, shopping, eating, or anything that can be seen as a viable substitue for the tide pools that sucked you and all your thoughts into a world of consumption and shit. Balance, I laugh at it! LLc 98.2

wild

I am going to show you my strengths and weaknesses. I am going to involve you in everything about me. I in turn promise to do exactly and precisely the same as I desire you in your way. I want to remain silent in time, but at the same time I want to have some say in things. This of course would be up for your consideration because I value your opinion; often times more so than my own. 98.2 LLc

resemblance of reason

Welcome my friend to the new reality. Welcome to the suspicious nature of the progression of man; at his own detriment. Welcome to the combined efforts of those who came before us. Welcome to your new machine. Never satisfied you will be, always striving, hoping to achieve. Make no mistake, beyond the glimpses they bestow upon you, there is a resemblance of reasonibility. There is a spark of consciousness that does not separate but combine. This is the spark we need enjoy. LLc 98.2

missing

What if we could somehow take control and recognize the happiness signs. Too often we miss these little diddies on our way to self deprication. We miss the idea that our place here is a temporary one; one that means a great deal. Because of our humanness we miss being human sometimes. LLc 98.2

surf

I heard a song today. It reminded me of the passing fancy we have for the unknown. Those who say they know are liars, but they claim to know all the same. There can be no greater abundance of lies than in those notes. Those who claim have no idea; greater so than those who claim otherwise. To be in it you must be out of it. There are no other ways truthfully. LLc 98.2

coming real soon

The will to be is always something to behold. The kind of life one chooses to live can set the stage for something unseen. The commonalities that exist between one generation to the other can inevitably be the downfall of other generations. This is where the fundamental truth of isolation comes into play.
The truth is that often people will say and do things that are representative of the days when those who said it were right, in their minds. You see, there are many things to take into consideration when taking advice from another. There is no amount of past inequities founded on goals attained in those days that can suffice in our time now; those comparisons are useless and burdensome.
The time is now with respect to the future. The time is now to unleash the toll man has bestowed upon himself. To make the world one again, man must go beyond the politics of dissention; beyond the politics of life, beyond all our individual goals; to reconcile with the one who brung us. If not, we will see.

selfish prick

This is evil.

I will allow to be subservient to me. I will allow you to be yourself so long as it does not affect the outcome with which I have conceived for us. If what you say or do conflicts with my plans, I will make your life miserable forever yet still be in complete conrol of your entire life. Welcome to you and your life with me. I want you to become old and unsatisfied because that is all I have to look forward too.

These are words nobody hears. Do you know them? If you do, you are in a bad place where everything else is a step forward.

parody

Once the defences go up, it's all over unless one can break through the time parody that binds everyone that enlists their comparable senses which resembele what is expected of them at the time. The consequences of which can remain for such a long time. There is no key-switch to flick to make the unoperable into the opreable. There is ony the time it takes to remove your head from your ass.

situational stuff

When things are situationally funny, they can lead to things unintended. The context of the situation can become more than the average renaisance ability to bypass the hunger of desire can bear. From that point comes situation comedy, which is what television is all about. Never compare your life with what has been pre-written by juveniles who have wild imaginations that resemble nothing of their real life; which matters not anyway. Be not advised against you. That would mean something other than yourself for you to compare yourself to. That cannot possibly be good.

There must be something behind who your are or what other people perceive you to be. There must be something genuine behind the flavor that permeates any one given situation you provide. There has to be an essence about you; by the natural order of things. From acceptance comes the bliss of anonymity,but also the desire to remain true to that which brings the real kind of happiness that breeds no fervour, no desire for wrong-doing, and no desire to disallow the thoughts and dreams of other people. From this place there can be nothing but the desire to simply persevere; to see the open plane; to see the way it was supposed to be and can be again. LLc 98.2

all good

You do not necessarily have to be at the bottom to see the top. Our lives continue in nuances of meandering bliss. From that we take the good and often remember the bad. Not because it is natural, but because we are encouraged to do so. What is important in this life is to try and see beyond what is occuring at the present; to somehow see the future with all its inequities and imbalance and find a way to make things better. Not only for the self, but for all those who are around you at that time. LLc 98.2

Take

Fully take yourself inside and see just what it is that brings the most pleasure. Some say this is not good; like drinking too much milk or water. Anything we do too much of is of course bad; but we all know of our span here; this divide. We all tremble in the thoughts of no tomorrow. The important thing to remember is the fact that our slot here is temporary and better spent along the lines of personal happiness combined with the good sense that we are all in the same very large boat with currents that are sometimes hard to foresee and overcome. 98.2 LLc

real smiles

I look at you and see the smiling face of a girl interrupted and unsatisfied; somewhat alone but not without an out. It is the out that holds you back from becoming the full human you are. It is the thought of the out that gives you the pleasure of continuing the facade that binds and combines you to everyone else's misery; simply for conversation. Abandon the meek rederic for more progressive thoughts that will lead to even greater sights that will inevitably become the jump off point to your new life; your new way; your new self that people can see and say to themselves, " yes, that is what I like to see in people, that is what I like, and that is what I want to be!" LLC 98.2

a complete life

Real smart people know the intents of other people in their future. They are able to predict the actions of small and large numbers of people at various stages of their life cycles as it pertains to their own slate. This slate has limits and should always be taken in context. This is not something to be taken lightly as it varies from person to person. Those who have this ability use it in such a way as to exploit the very weaknesses we all try so very much to hide. Once we become exploited in this way, we search for the silent place; the place where we can abandon all the impurities of our lives so we may then exploit others in different ways that make up for the way we are exploited ourselves; or so we think. This is uniquely human, and it is something that can be remedied. The important thing that is always forgotten about is our happiness within. Those who have that, have more than anyone can possibly imagine, unless they experience that feeling that if death came tomorrow- it would be ok; a complete life.

important!

If you have a child, and he or she is not themselves, listen to them. Listen to their every word. If you can get speech out of them, then maybe you can get to the heart of what is bothering them. If not, time and concern should suffice. If not that, then you stay in there and never give up. It may not seem like a lot to you; especially if you have had a very long day, week, month or year. Bottom line, your child has an issue and it is most important for you to treat that issue as if it were a secondary concern about something that happened to in passing; one of your many long days. Listen to them like it was you needing someone to talk with.
There can be nothing more important in this life than knowing there is someone who will always be there to recognize your concerns and deal with them as if they were the most important thing on that day, at that time. But it goes beyond that. It goes to the matter of being a human being. Being a human being bypasses any and all superficial pursuits. Being a human being means to not become something that you know you can be. It means being the human being you already know you are but sometimes forget about, that quality about yourself that everyone knows but you. LLc 98.2

A letter to my future

I will never become so frustrated with myself as to alienate you and what you believe inside. I will encourage you to be the person you are inside always. I promise I will be the one you can always go to when things in your life become difficult. I will be a friend to you when you need one and I will always be able to separate myself from what misalignes me in your times of need because that is how much your friendship means to me.
There have been many nights that I have layed awake thinking about your day and how you feel about it. If I had my way I would make each day of your life a humble experience filled with the kind of grace and tranquility God intended for you and all human beings. If I had my way I would hold on to you when you felt the most vulnerable to the outside influence that can sometimes cloud the graces God has bestowed upon you. To you I promise that I will be a light in your already illuminated life. To you I promise laughter and tears of joy. To you I pledge my everlasting love that will never die, because that is not part of our design. To you, whom ever you be, I say to you now, I love you with all that my heart is capable of because it is all that I have to give. I just hope, by the grace of God, that that is good enough for someone like you. All of my love forever and ever my dear and may the people in your life see you the way I do because that is a wonderful sight, truely a wonderful sight indeed; it makes me feel good about everything in this life. I love you very much my dear. JB LLc 98.2