Life Cycle to Recycle

An odd thing before you read. last night i was driving home from a friends house when the WaWa urge struck. i was listening to Red Hot Chili Peppers "Can't Stop" on the car ride over. i walked into WaWa and the exact same song was playing in the store. That is what they call the hotness.
and a happy Birthday to Meg!




i warn you in advance....... I'm making many generalizations and dramatizations to elevate a point so go with it. and oh yeah........."shit just got real"





I was thinking about how cyclical life is. The fact that we fall into routines based upon circumstances we don't ever choose. You don't choose where to be born, you don't choose your socio-economic status, you don't even choose your parents. Really stop and think about that for a second, if you're parents are less than desirable, then you already start life behind the curve. Parenting is probably one of the highest barometers for a child's success/failures in life. Obviously one could go into the nature/nurture debate, however, this is not the argument i see here. Whether you believe in either is not important in this instance alone, because any sensible person would agree that having loving, caring, responsible, and understanding parents would lead most people towards becoming a reflection of those traits themselves in adulthood. People who have parents who abuse them, or don't provide for them, or are emotionally unattached towards them, are more likely to be the same way by the time they become parents. This intern means a cycle of generations who abuse, neglect, and avoid their parental responsibilities. How and why do we as people just accept that? Is it overly ridiculous to think that should not be allowed to continue? Put aside the naivety of it all, think soley on the facts that people witness terrible things everyday, day in day out, and permit them to continue. People hear the neighbor upstairs beating the shit out of his wife and kids every night and they don't do anything. Kids join armies because they don't want to be killed or seen their families murdered. People watch a car-jacking or robbery happen. People spread gossip and rumors. Whatever the scenario you want to project in this case, is fine because i am trying to examine why it is allowed to continue. Society permits certain occurrences to happen, some with consequence, some without. No just crime is punished alike. Why do we as "society" just chalk up these certain instances as acceptable? Even those who are adverse to wrongs that occur, merely mention their opinions. There is a clear answer and reason for the awful things in life and it is simple. Individual self-preservation and Fear.

Society has allowed people to evolve into shallow pond of fish who all look alike and act alike and are terrified that they will not be able to get as much food as the other fish. People have become a scared bunch who are mostly concerned with what benefits them only. It seems the older you get it becomes easier to tell whether humanity or life is cruel, unfair, under-handed, and malicious. If your willing to believe what i wish to present there has to be an inverse part of every individual that is able to adapt a different mindset. For every cruel and ill-intentioned person out there, remains a good, decent counter-part. This means life is a cycle that revolves around the cooperation of mankind to spread decency and good will. That means there will always be time for a second chance. It means nothing can't change. It means people can change their lives and over-come things they didn't intend for themselves. It's ambitious and ignorant to say anyone can do or become anything they want if they apply themselves. People need help from friends, significant others, family etc. to become who they want to be and get where they want to go. The ugly side of life is the side where people don't care or help other people in crisis. Often times this is because humanity has become so self-involved, and dependent upon what the individuals concerns are, and less with what the world concerns are. The world could not have originally become this large and this powerful without people caring about the best interests of humanity. Self-absorbed, self-interest minded people have emerged along the way to now dominate our culture and thought process. Single-handily this self-obsession is poisoning generation after generation and leading the path of humanity towards self-destruction.

It is falling apart now, the world is dying slowly right in front of our eyes and all around it sits people; selfish, careless, inhumane, terrible, people; Who destroy forests and ecosystems to print money, who rape and murder entire villages, who wage war in the name of peace and democracy, who enslave other people, who sell other people, and the world watches, waits, and hopes for a savior. The only savior is human kind as a whole entity. If one more person a day tries to help or is kind to another person, we are winning the battle. We need teachers, parents, doctors, governments, soldiers, children, to understand this and pass it on as a message of hope for every day you are on this planet. It's not about YOU! it's about all of US! The fact is, the better people are to other people, the better the cycle of life will be for others to come.

To the people who feel their lives turn out to be shitty, don't accept that. Don't blame other people for misfortune and regret, find someone who loves you and start over. Find one person who cares about your well being and make them your friend. Never accept that you are alone.

Life is a cycle and a beautiful one at that, however, it's not always pretty and perfect. As people we need to find ways to work together so that we can raise up others who are down. So we can find the pleasures of making others happy and bettering other peoples' lives. if you make a mistake admit it and work towards learning from the experience. if you wrong someone, make it right. Never be satisfied with yourself. Because since the universe began, it has never been about you!

"In all this togetherness"

They say, we was born in the decade where the soul's were silent and bold, in the year decadent promises were being sold. The Sky was dark, Sun was mad. Some got drunk to feel good, some had kids to stop feeling sad. Here between the reflection and the glass, just another mirror into indiscretions of the past. And then we laugh. And we laugh!

Again they say, we paint the pictures of stories that are never told. We murder memories along with glory of the old. Never have we dreamed about where we been but where we laid. The most deadly of mindsets is where some get time and some get saved. Don't laugh, don't laugh!

If we choose to continue to live a lie we have to find a way, to just laugh, just laugh.

So pray that hope is all that we are. Isolate, disintergrate, avoid time and elevate, initiate. No hate. We paint the pictures that never go out of style, words speed up to get quick, with the targets at the center. Between the distance and the past, we'd strive to be the pride of all those who sin. To be the brightest. We're riding around with no excuse for god.

Except, all our lives we were so afraid of the darkness that we couldn't see the light. In the breaking dawn I will appear again with the righteous feel to put me in my place
It happens exactly as they say it would. Behold the laughter.

When tomorrow morning comes

I woke up this morning specifically to see the 20 foot waves all these so called "experts" were predicting. seriously, if this writing thing never pans out i'm going to work my ass off to become a meteorologist. It certainly doesn't matter if you're wrong or right or as MJ would say black or white. No one cares if you say it's going to rain and it's a perfect sunny day. Hurricane Bill this, and 20 foot waves, eat shit! i woke up on my last good saturday before work begins at 6 for you lies! Mf'ers!
On two other completely unrelated notes:
1) my goal is to post at least 6 times a week! so please continue to check it out and tell your friends to spread the love.
2) Everything i post is from my original thoughts only!!!!! you're reading my inner-most stuff here. i'll tell you what i'm writing about or what my inspiration for writing a certain piece is all about. so do me a favor and post and comment- whatever you have to say.
ex's "wow, you're super-talented and amazing" or "it was just ok" or "eat shit you phony"
As the Cars said "Let the good times Roll"

Sure Shot

This is the first day of a thousand burning sunsets.
This is a day that never fades from the memory.
A rehearsed elegance to embrace the fall,
Her face says it all in a still framed picture.
This is the first day of a thousand burning sunsets.
A velvet explosion pasted with sin and the formalities that come along with decadence.
But this could never be the measure of his denomination.
No words could be prepared for the type of incrimination that breeds here,
and with each breath taken, arrogance fills the air.
This night is wild, frantic, and violent.

You might not remember how the formula tastes.
We’re dressed in the covering night and cutting into your face.
The stain, the blacker the better.

You know what...

Often times when i want to write something, i write these little drafts on my phone. sometimes i save them, usually i delete them. Here is something that just developed over the course of a few days. (it's pretty obvious)

Portrait

In the mold of Eve she was created but not by the hand of a God.
She was the second coming of new beginnings, and just like that,
Gravity had roped a falling star with all the finest points and turned them into warmth.
She was a subtle reminder of the grace that rises and sets with the sun.
She was many things, but above them all she signed her name with independence.
Deep with-in the flood she was layered in the whispers of lore.
Victimized by stubborn perfection, a trade-mark set that had been left upon her delicate features since the days the natives had begun to take notice.
One in particular.
The One that could last us all a lifetime.
She had the type of eyes that smiled long before her mouth ever did.
The glare in her stare could tell even the most distant stranger that she was not swayed easily.
And true to her word she was never suspect. She never sang off-key.
Her body moved with grace and carried speed like sails in the wind.
Her smell was the scent of comfort.
With every step she took the ground screamed wild of her ambitions.
The world was her canvas; she was on course with everything she was destined to be.
She was what it takes to survive.

my 1st, my last, my everything......

This was dedicated to my friend Steve and his new bride Adrienne in my best man speech at their wedding recently........
As for the blog itself, my goal will be to post at least one piece of writing per day, if you like it, if you love it, if you hate it, please let me know by responding. Your words will make me a better writer, and a better person.
This piece is an insight to what i believe should happen once you commit to the sanctity of a marriage. You basically have to have 100% faith that you can live up to your responsibilites as a husband/wife. And mainly i think that it has to be to always be the best person you can be for your spouse. Whatever role that takes on, you have to adapt and find a way to make their life better. Marriage is obviously a give and take, but you have to be willing to give all you have each day to make it in this life. It is EASY to believe you can do that for another person, but to actually do it is certainly the true test in life. I think that often i have the ability to write what i truly want to say, but saying it is never quite that easy.

Soft and Well Spoken
I deem perfection written soft and well spoken to the letter
And for you I promise to always be better
And what I want, is always what I will say
I see lifetimes through your eyes
And for you I wish to always be better
So for healthier wisdom I let my heart be worn
And what we want, we will always say
So for your best wishes I let my heart be worn
And my wish, for you
Is to always be better