The world is changing. No longer are the Puritans running the show with Bible in hand. Just as people change, family dynamics change as well. Holding on to what once worked may not be good enough in our world today. Education may not be good enough today. But the question is what is good enough?
We buy a car we can't afford to maintain or uplift our presentation. We buy clothes to impress and show off our unique and personal style. We say things they want to hear and we do this because we have other things we are trying to accomplish. In so doing, we lose sight of the valuable things; the things we miss when we lay alone in a hospital bed. It is funny, but we never miss our chains, bracelets, cars, homes, etc. In essence, we know what is valuable to us when the chips are down and we are not out showing off to strangers who care not in the least.
Family dynamics are becoming more and more varied, but the differences between families only serve to strengthen the arm of our country, not weaken it. LLC 98.2
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
wanting manufacture
Sincerity stares sneak out amongst the many personalities we employ. To catch one is truly magnificent. It is almost like winning the big taco with tickets that came free at the door. When sincerity breaks in the social world, it is measurable.
The stares are for wanting to be doing something else. The smiles that inevitably follow are from the moment in time that spurred on the pleasantries. The dreams that come from within are earmarked and filed into the coldness; only to be remembered when nobody is around. The silent seamstress will come and manufacture something specifically for you. There you will find comfort as usual. LLc 98.2
The stares are for wanting to be doing something else. The smiles that inevitably follow are from the moment in time that spurred on the pleasantries. The dreams that come from within are earmarked and filed into the coldness; only to be remembered when nobody is around. The silent seamstress will come and manufacture something specifically for you. There you will find comfort as usual. LLc 98.2
getting even
Bound in the dirt we are and still we shame our names by fulfilling our deepest, darkest desires at other people's expense. We all do this and yet we never realize that every time we feel only for ourselves it comes back feeling like a back ache in our feet. The idea that we live in one rotation; one reflection, and one time on the line is exactly correct. The world will still appear to be what it is even when we are no longer able to destroy it. Bound by dirt forever we are. Maybe that is the Earth's way of getting even. Maybe not. LLc 98.2
Monday, April 20, 2009
artful exchanges
The artful exchange is loaded down with bags filled with broken, clear bottles and caps. You can actually hear the sharp and distict grinding as they make their smiling approach to the doorway of your wants. They appear before you in person and in picture. A cell call away they say is all it takes. A number you are given and access will be granted. That number of yours will one day be the number on the label of one of those bags of broken glass for someone else to hoist over their colorful and confident shoulders as it then caresses their back in their responsibility and time. LLc 98.2
ruin the dream
Tell you what, if you think it is not possible to fall in love with someone at first sight, then I hope you never have to experience the double whammy of being wrong first; then also having to experience the very thing you were wrong about in the first place. It is bad enough to want someone without knowing just how fucked up they are inside. Hopping in the sack and poking for weeks does not cut it when he or she begins to verbalize their opinions.
Falling in love is like a wicked dream. Notice there are no words in dreams, only images and imagination. Once we start talking, we begin to ruin the dream. LLc 98.2
Falling in love is like a wicked dream. Notice there are no words in dreams, only images and imagination. Once we start talking, we begin to ruin the dream. LLc 98.2
wishes she did'nt
First day I knew the road was going to suck! I saw this woman, and damn it, I could not stop thinking about her. I saw her peeking; and that is not some chinese dish. She glances at every opportunity and wishes she did'nt. I can speak all day long here because I peek at her and she catches me eyeing her milky white legs and her wonderful ass. She tries to deny that too and she is going out of her mind avoiding me; as if I were a fucking mook or something. She thinks losing herself in one giant orgasm after another mixed with laughs and giggles would not allow her to maintain her tight ass lifestyle she worked so hard to attain. A discreet affair would hurt nobody. Besides, imagination only gets one so far. It misses the sparks and fluids that fly in the throws of quality screwing. LLc 98.2
past and personality
The problem is there are too many articles, books, images and movies available in the world of golf today. There is far too much of everything! The general population has become ravaged by opinion. The people asking the questions are providing the answers. Where is the thought for you? Where do you come into play and when did you become so needy?
There is but one goal in golf and that is to put your first tee shot in play with the appropriate club that feels good to you and looks good to you. If you can stand to look at it chances are you can hit it. Once you hit the first shot, the next shot is all that matters. Now, if you miss hit the second shot; or first one for that matter; and immediately come back verbally with an excuse for why you did what you did, then you are right where they want you and you have become used up like a scented piece of Kleenex at your grandmas saturday afternoon bridge game. You are tuned out of your self and everything you do in golf is half ass... and you know it. The problem is you don't have any idea how to act. You have forgotten about your past and personality. Inside there is where you will find your game. LLc 98.2
There is but one goal in golf and that is to put your first tee shot in play with the appropriate club that feels good to you and looks good to you. If you can stand to look at it chances are you can hit it. Once you hit the first shot, the next shot is all that matters. Now, if you miss hit the second shot; or first one for that matter; and immediately come back verbally with an excuse for why you did what you did, then you are right where they want you and you have become used up like a scented piece of Kleenex at your grandmas saturday afternoon bridge game. You are tuned out of your self and everything you do in golf is half ass... and you know it. The problem is you don't have any idea how to act. You have forgotten about your past and personality. Inside there is where you will find your game. LLc 98.2
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