Languid summer waters
I think of world unrest
Can never be enough (I’m sorry)s
Worlds and worlds, my friends.
remember when we thought THIS was bad?
try that with a tank…..
check out how Turkey is managing its borders:
and news on this is that Turkey has worked an agreement with ISIL to get back 49 hostages, diplomats that were captured by the Islamic State. part of why it is preventing fighters from going to combat ISIL? makes you wonder….
we are so fortunate to not have this kind of unrest on our land, though that’s kind of a smarmy thing to consider. yet how different a life, if the news for the day was on who car-bombed what?
you can hope and pray for these areas of the globe, but that sounds condescending, too. the decisions are in the hands of those who have the information, which am sure is much greater than anything found in the media. i think we should just withdraw from the whole dang thing. because number one we should have moved against ISIS(L) months ago when they first began taking territory. and number two, i’m sensing some really bad manipulations in the works.
like the rest of the gang is going to bolt from the restaurant and leave the U.S. holding the bill. or more like the dumb dog that gets caught with all the mess that the cats made. doesn’t feel right. compound that with the frayed ties with Russia and her collusion with Syria …..
sometimes people put a hoop up to see how high you can jump — so that next time the hoop can be lifted out of range. THAT’s what it feels like. Saudis are the ones who need to step up. maybe if we ask them nicely?
how do you turn an ordinary day into a joyful day?
not by watching saturday morning cartoons, can tell you that
my generation had ads for lucky charms and silly putty
this one gets ads for diapers and cleaning products
no child unsupervised
so i thought about what it means to trust nothing
put on some music
that helps the spirit
but what music? decisions decisions
can’t go wrong starting the day with exercise
touch the toes
reach for the sky
ordinary to joyful
i look at my apartment and feel a little disappointed
in who i am
can’t say why except that i know it should be perfect
the better me will pinpoint exactly where ambition falls short
day seems to recycle and i wonder what this one will become
just another carbon copy
where thoughts struggle to not be hopeless
because you remember
but some day you will not
folk love drugs because they want to live in the moment
did you know that?
i figured it out a long ways back
is it baggage or is it memorex
seemed a false assurance
because if removing life makes life bearable
then existence is less than worthless
have you ever touched a cloud?
i have in the airplane i was in
and fact is they touch you
bounce plane around like invention is a joke
the world is bigger than mild manipulations
when sorrows hit bottom, that is the realization for the last gasp
but not about feeling small
on the contrary
mountainslides start with a pebble
and while you’re bouncing down that slope
grazed buttocks make the mind wonder whose pebble it was this time?
so blame is the alternate factor
what our bible calls sin
but what i always saw as retractable
simply negate to determine import
and found the end product is all the same
so skip it
hell was an interesting concept
most believe life is hell
did you know that?
i find heaven more terrifying
and it terrifies me that others do not…..
life lets you start over
ordinary day or joyful day
it pushes me forward
this big IT
singing or screaming
laughing or dreaming
it is 90% life and 10% will(power)
so i take that 10% and make it my 100%
we have so many teachers
so many reasons to kiss instead of kill
so to stand under something is the only way to know it
together before hending
whatever that is
do you get it?
do you get me?
“consider the source and skip it”
one of grandma’s favorite sayings
pain leaves me in a state
the pace that slows-down and looks
we are taught to ask if our direction is worthy
mine never was so i don’t have that problem
i can see you and understand the need for meaning
but when the support is gone, will the self give itself credit?
see I’ve understood too many old people in wheelchairs
waiting for the day to pass
and i know what a smile does for the blank mind
will you find life in the joy of prosperity?
does love heal at the end of the day?
what has been done has been done
and i cringe at the infallible notion
belief that majority belief is fact
and i know there is more truth out there
than there is in our heads
because generations before us
were not of the best morality …
i do not question the decisions
only your right to decide all else is less
have been in circles for years
but see the center clearly
i get up at the beginning of the day
and fall upon the better pieces
give me better knowledge of your disdain
is not like i haven’t seen it repeated
so i study the need
never stopped me from having sympathy
for those who tow the rope
those who decide they were not lied-to
and trundle off into exponential designs of inaccurate concept
so i look on?
always … and it is not one life
one path being superior to another
because after all, that is what most do….
nope. do you ever smile at children
when silly wins the day?
that is what i do for most of the world
because who is to decide better ends?
i look at it all and bury my head back in a book
you know i do
absorbing other worlds because that will expand the view….
and when you are in a wheel chair
and i am in a wheel chair
and the entire world decides that life
is something we only had once upon a time …
i will ask you why you let them tell you to hate me
because i could never have been a better friend
a better human being to figure out why
i had to discern, you see ….. and part of you knows that
but do not worry
i don’t expect you or anyone else to understand
get me? every choice was reasoned
i give in other ways
know the hurt your designs
expect me to feel….
but do you get me because i GET every single moment of
exclusion ……….and invalidate every precept
so that i can still smile and let you think stupid is the one
who befriends those who use exclusion
to make them feel better about themselves
i understood that
from a mind better than my own
in a book read long ago……might have been Heidi
might have been Magic in the Alley
might have been the bible, God help us all….
so is not that i feel sorry for the
climbers (a better word? ambition is a slippery slope)
for all bent on making popular a decision
but i LET the confusion in all those minds weary me…..
and i look and absorb that which gives me heart
to balance outlook
surprised that sometimes it is you
sometimes it’s you that gives me heart
a hending heart
that lets me know love is something we simply offer
to accept another is not necessary
for that other to accept themselves
(dedicated to all the kids in class who thought they were better than me — mostly had my childhood friend and cousin in mind while penning)
i’m noticing a lot of news articles are using the term “Obama” in place of the much more appropriate term, “the United States.”
try this for an exercise, every time you see “Obama” in a headline, see if it makes more sense saying “the United States mobilizes against Ebola.” or “the United States has a plan for Iraq.”
the President is not alone on his decisions, so if not willing to use the term “United States” ….. at least declare “Eileen and Obama levy sanctions against Russia.” because i, for one, support him.
if we want to look at the obvious objective of using the term “Obama” instead of “United States” …. ‘Obama’ is used to inspire dissent, while the few times ‘United States’ is used then is the psychological equivalent of using “we” in rhetorical criticism.
like, we are big, fat, stupid manipulators, aren’t we?