Does a square peg ever feel whole?
Grab a drill.
Never seen a drill that makes squares.
May need a saw.
Rough around the edges.
How do you make it fit?
Change the peg?
Not a chance...
Monday, September 21, 2009
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Summing things up...
"Life Less Ordinary"
Live a life less ordinary
Live a life extraordinary with me
Live a life less sedentary
Live a life evolutionary with me
Well I hate to be a bother,
But it's you and there's no other, I do believe
You can call me naive but...
I know me very well (at least as far as I can tell)
And I know what I need
The night you came into my life
Well it took the bones of me, took the bones of me
You blew away my storm and strife
And shook the bones of me, shook the bones of me
By the way, I do know why you stayed away...
I will keep tongue-tied next time
Live a life less ordinary
Live a life extraordinary with me
My face had said too much
Before our hands could even touch
To greet a 'hello'
(So much for going slow...)
A little later on that year
I told you that I loved you dear
What do you know?
This you weren't prepared to hear
I'm a saddened man, I'm a broken boy
I'm a toddler with a complex toy
I've fallen apart, since the ambush of your heart
The night you came into my life
Well it took the bones of me, took the bones of me
You blew away my storm and strife
And shook the bones of me, shook the bones of me.
By the way, I do know why you stayed away
I will keep tongue-tied but...
Honey understand, honey understand
I won't make demands
Honey understand, honey understand
We could walk without a plan.
Honey understand (honey), honey understand
I won't rest in stone all alone
Honey understand, honey understand
I'm all ready to go
But you already know...
Live a life less ordinary
Live a life extraordinary with me.
If I could name you in this song
Would it make you smile and sing along?
This is the goal: to get into your soul
If I could make you dance for joy
Could that be the second-chance decoy?
The bird-in-hand I would need
To help you understand?
The night you came into my life
well it took the bones of me, took the bones of me
You blew away my storm and strife
And shook the bones of me, shook the bones of me
By the way, I do know why you stayed away
I will keep tongue-tied next time
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
The collective conscience or lack thereof
As I sit, I ponder where it all went wrong. I'm certain it wasn't a specific point of turning, but rather a progression towards destruction. The ease with which humans interact on a troglodytic level is evidence of the "safety in numbers" mentality.
It can be likened to a gang. An individual would never act in such a violent manner as is customary in a gang initiation. The gang mentality is also what drives young kids to act out in public. A lone, 14-year-old boy would not disrespect an elderly person were he walking along the street alone. However, when 5 14-year-old boys are walking the street together, they willingly disrespect their elders. The blame is distributed evenly amongst the group members, rather than falling solely on an individual. And, so it is with the morality of humanity.
It is often and regularly apparent to me that the boundaries of human relationships have been crossed, torn down and trampled on like the crumbling of the Berlin Wall. While the end of communism in Germany marked a movement forward for humanity, the breakdown of the social boundaries we are experiencing is certainly more than a step or two backwards. In fact, I'm not sure the manner in which we treat others, including those we supposedly care about, has ever been a part of society - primitive or otherwise.
The collective conscience - or lack thereof - that has developed is appalling. Sex is casual, adultery is acceptable, nudity is commonplace, relationships are disposable and honesty means nothing. If my neighbors, coworkers, friends, family or the celebrities I see on TV are doing it, then it must be ok.
I've got news. There is really nowhere to go from here.
I'm not a religious person. However, religion does not seem to be the answer. I don't have hard data to support this, but it seems to me that this problem isn't selective.
I can't offer a solution because I don't have one. This is merely an observation and a statement that I refuse to become part of a collective lack of conscience.
It can be likened to a gang. An individual would never act in such a violent manner as is customary in a gang initiation. The gang mentality is also what drives young kids to act out in public. A lone, 14-year-old boy would not disrespect an elderly person were he walking along the street alone. However, when 5 14-year-old boys are walking the street together, they willingly disrespect their elders. The blame is distributed evenly amongst the group members, rather than falling solely on an individual. And, so it is with the morality of humanity.
It is often and regularly apparent to me that the boundaries of human relationships have been crossed, torn down and trampled on like the crumbling of the Berlin Wall. While the end of communism in Germany marked a movement forward for humanity, the breakdown of the social boundaries we are experiencing is certainly more than a step or two backwards. In fact, I'm not sure the manner in which we treat others, including those we supposedly care about, has ever been a part of society - primitive or otherwise.
The collective conscience - or lack thereof - that has developed is appalling. Sex is casual, adultery is acceptable, nudity is commonplace, relationships are disposable and honesty means nothing. If my neighbors, coworkers, friends, family or the celebrities I see on TV are doing it, then it must be ok.
I've got news. There is really nowhere to go from here.
I'm not a religious person. However, religion does not seem to be the answer. I don't have hard data to support this, but it seems to me that this problem isn't selective.
I can't offer a solution because I don't have one. This is merely an observation and a statement that I refuse to become part of a collective lack of conscience.
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