It is slower in the silence, rest beneath my wake
I would still breathe if the 11th hour came
Dancing is all I have left to soon regret
These hands have fallen heavy onto my face
Endlessly falling, writing when I know it's only wrong
Drive me out of this senseless window painting
Boredom is the past time which I believe in most
Now that I have seen rain fall in the blue skies
I believe I have seen all that really matters
I can still dream that I believe in memories
And she is the one who can coax the sunshine
They are the first to downgrade my happiness
Ask me why I am smiling when the world is crashing down
Dividing we multiply our subtraction, add up the difference
When will people start living when they only feel like dying now
When I opened my mind I was sure that I would spill it out
I never expected to owe myself this joy
Maybe I am caught between I could mull this over
To think about, to consider, to ruminate
For now I save the big decisions for the daylight
Place me in a bowl and turn the water on.
Observe me so I will not make my mistake this time
I have wanted all that I have ever had
I have everything I have ever wanted within these walls
The window to my left provides the great escape
I want everything, I need everything, I have everything
I have everything to lose.
=Dave
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Sunday, March 29, 2009
About the blogs posted to this point...
I just transferred all of this from my Myspace. Most of it is old some of it is new and it is really not in any order. Enjoy or don't I promise it gets better.
=Dave
=Dave
Playlists
I decided I needed to make some new playlists. Some of you may or may not know that my iPod was recently jacked so I was trying to make an audio CD. My goal was to make a "Best of Mike Doughty" album and have it fit onto 1 Album. Ha Good luck there. I got 32 songs into it and thought... I may need to trim this back a little bit.
Just for my sake here is the playlist: (This isn't really part of the blog I just added it for dramatic effect)
1. $300 - Soul Coughing - El Oso
2. 4 out of 5 - Soul Coughing - Irresistible Bliss
3. 40 grand in the hole - Mike Dought y- Rockity Roll
4. All the Dirt -Mike Doughty - Skittish
5. American Car - Mike Doughty - Haughty Melodic
6. Down on the river by the Sugar plant - Mike Doughty - Rockity Roll
7. Fully Retractable - Soul Coughing - El Oso
8. Get Along - Mike Doughty - Rockity Roll
9. Grey Ghost - Mike Doughty - Haughty Melodic
10. Houston - Soul Coughing - El Oso
11. I failed to use it - Mike Doughty - Rockity Roll
12. I hear the bells - Mike Doughty - Haughty Melodic
13. I miss the girl - Soul Coughing - El Oso
14. Looking at the world from the bottom of a well - Mike Doughty - Haughty Melodic
15. Madeline & Nine - Mike Doughty - Haughty Melodic
16. Misinformed - Soul Coughing - El Oso
17. Real Love / It's only Life - Mike Doughty - Skittish
18. Rising Sign - Mike Doughty - Skittish
19. Sleepless - Soul Coughing - Irresistible Bliss
20. So Far I Have Not Found A Science - Soul Coughing - El Oso
21. Soft Serve - Soul Coughing - Irresistible Bliss
22. Ways + Means - Mike Doughty - Rockity Roll
23. Where have you Gone? - Mike Doughty - Skittish
Now I had to cut a lot to make that fit and it was not very easy.
Moving on.
My sister graduated today. I knew she would do it but she seemed to have some doubters. Maybe I just give her too much credit. I have to tell you seeing her in that cap and gown made me think back to my graduation and what was going through my mind. What would change? Where was I going? Did I really have to get my shit together now? It was very strange being at a graduation 8 years after my own. She looked like a woman though I will say that. My little sister is not so little anymore it's not such an easy thing to take. Maybe I should have set a better example... or maybe I should have set a worse example to show her what not to do I don't' know and who really does? What will I do in the case of my own son? How will I keep him out of the influence and put him on a path to success?........
I am curious as to how many readers actually made it this far. I know I have a tendency to ramble and my mind wanders. Its just the grey ghost that I call home.
Pasta for 1. It sounds so wrong but I need to fake the will to get along. I have made my happy home on the hill. It just feels so empty 90% of the time. Just me no dog no wife mostly no kids just me and my pasta for 1. Only problem is the Recipe always calls for 4 and that is something that has fucked with my head now for awhile. (NOTE: I Left this in the blog because it says a lot about the way I was feeling when I originally wrote this but this part has changed DRAMATICALLY)
I've got the will to drive myself sleepless. I like to make lists. Everything I do I could make a list for. As long as I type it and not write it out by hand I know what I am talking about. Someone recently looked at one of my lists that was hand written and asked, "What is 1 Don Andrew?" It actually said, "iPod adaptor" Nice. Guess I got scratched by a chicken in my youth. This actually happend on Court's wedding day so lets talk about that in the next chapter.....
Court AKA DOxOption AKA ORT, This Guy... can be described in 2 and only 2 words. "YEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH BUDDY!!!!!!!!" I used to hang with this kid way back when. In fact me Court and Nick were inseparable and an easier time in life. We would hang out at the Larson's house listening to DOWNSET and Minor Threat and get all riled up. On one fatefully day Nick took it a bit far and decided Court should be caned. The mark exits to this day. I have so many memories of these kids from Ski-Blitz to grafiti to amateur computer crimes. I taught Court how to type for Christ's sake and even introduced him to his first BBS. DOx For life son. I am glad you did it. Sara is a good woman for putting up with your shit. Court and Sara what a cute couple I have just one more story to tell about these 2 fools. One night (Halloween 06) I accompanied them to a Halloween party of which I didn't know a single person there except for those 2. They went as Mario and Princess I went as a Crayon it was adorable. After a long night of drinking Court couldn't stand anymore and wanted to fight everyone (nothing unusual so far) I decided it would be best if I drove the big ass Nissan home since Court and Sara were both covering 1 eye to walk. Unfortunately for me they decided to fight and argue the entire way home. You see Sara wanted to go to a bar (Even know it was way past last call) and Court wanted to go home. I was driving and wanted to go home so I won. About half way home just as I was about to yell "SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!!!" *poof* instant silence and then... Court began to snore I looked in the back seat to say "Hey Sara look Court fought with you until he passed out" but the funny thing was She was passed out and drooling herself. The cutest thing ever the couple had fought themselves to sleep. They were made for each other.
I don't mind worry following me like a dinosaur. I have come to realize that I am going to have to live my life fighting with my own mind and a fair amount of worry and stress over nothing. I am my own worst enemy. What do I stress the worst? What I mean to all of you. I worry so much that I am sitting here in this big house by myself and nobody is thinking of me or wondering what I am doing. "Lonely, and the only way to beat it is to bat it down" The truth is I have a lot of Great people in my life. I think about most of you non-stop and what you have meant to my life and my journey. There is no way I could go without a single one of you. I do not want to De-cathect. I need this. What happened to the steps and the list we were getting so far until my mind got involved. I would like to float again.
My younger brother finally got that DUI that most of you were expecting. He hit a parked semi and the semi moved at least 4 feet. The driver reported "no survivors" The ambulance cut my brother out of the car with the Jaws of life and took him to the hospital, broken bones, stitches and a bloody t-shirt. He is ok but sadly it doesn't even phase him. I fear I will lose him soon. He's not struck dumb he's just dumb that's all. When do you give up hope on family? You really never can. I worry about both of my brothers and my sister and I wonder about my mother that worries about us all. The odds of survival for any of us are slim. So far we are 4 for 4 though. Knock Knock Wood.
Well that's it kids. That's all I have to say. A whole lot of nothing I hope I have killed your time effectively. When you are down and out just remember these words, "It's only money. You can always make more tomorrow"
<3 Dave
Just for my sake here is the playlist: (This isn't really part of the blog I just added it for dramatic effect)
1. $300 - Soul Coughing - El Oso
2. 4 out of 5 - Soul Coughing - Irresistible Bliss
3. 40 grand in the hole - Mike Dought y- Rockity Roll
4. All the Dirt -Mike Doughty - Skittish
5. American Car - Mike Doughty - Haughty Melodic
6. Down on the river by the Sugar plant - Mike Doughty - Rockity Roll
7. Fully Retractable - Soul Coughing - El Oso
8. Get Along - Mike Doughty - Rockity Roll
9. Grey Ghost - Mike Doughty - Haughty Melodic
10. Houston - Soul Coughing - El Oso
11. I failed to use it - Mike Doughty - Rockity Roll
12. I hear the bells - Mike Doughty - Haughty Melodic
13. I miss the girl - Soul Coughing - El Oso
14. Looking at the world from the bottom of a well - Mike Doughty - Haughty Melodic
15. Madeline & Nine - Mike Doughty - Haughty Melodic
16. Misinformed - Soul Coughing - El Oso
17. Real Love / It's only Life - Mike Doughty - Skittish
18. Rising Sign - Mike Doughty - Skittish
19. Sleepless - Soul Coughing - Irresistible Bliss
20. So Far I Have Not Found A Science - Soul Coughing - El Oso
21. Soft Serve - Soul Coughing - Irresistible Bliss
22. Ways + Means - Mike Doughty - Rockity Roll
23. Where have you Gone? - Mike Doughty - Skittish
Now I had to cut a lot to make that fit and it was not very easy.
Moving on.
My sister graduated today. I knew she would do it but she seemed to have some doubters. Maybe I just give her too much credit. I have to tell you seeing her in that cap and gown made me think back to my graduation and what was going through my mind. What would change? Where was I going? Did I really have to get my shit together now? It was very strange being at a graduation 8 years after my own. She looked like a woman though I will say that. My little sister is not so little anymore it's not such an easy thing to take. Maybe I should have set a better example... or maybe I should have set a worse example to show her what not to do I don't' know and who really does? What will I do in the case of my own son? How will I keep him out of the influence and put him on a path to success?........
I am curious as to how many readers actually made it this far. I know I have a tendency to ramble and my mind wanders. Its just the grey ghost that I call home.
Pasta for 1. It sounds so wrong but I need to fake the will to get along. I have made my happy home on the hill. It just feels so empty 90% of the time. Just me no dog no wife mostly no kids just me and my pasta for 1. Only problem is the Recipe always calls for 4 and that is something that has fucked with my head now for awhile. (NOTE: I Left this in the blog because it says a lot about the way I was feeling when I originally wrote this but this part has changed DRAMATICALLY)
I've got the will to drive myself sleepless. I like to make lists. Everything I do I could make a list for. As long as I type it and not write it out by hand I know what I am talking about. Someone recently looked at one of my lists that was hand written and asked, "What is 1 Don Andrew?" It actually said, "iPod adaptor" Nice. Guess I got scratched by a chicken in my youth. This actually happend on Court's wedding day so lets talk about that in the next chapter.....
Court AKA DOxOption AKA ORT, This Guy... can be described in 2 and only 2 words. "YEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH BUDDY!!!!!!!!" I used to hang with this kid way back when. In fact me Court and Nick were inseparable and an easier time in life. We would hang out at the Larson's house listening to DOWNSET and Minor Threat and get all riled up. On one fatefully day Nick took it a bit far and decided Court should be caned. The mark exits to this day. I have so many memories of these kids from Ski-Blitz to grafiti to amateur computer crimes. I taught Court how to type for Christ's sake and even introduced him to his first BBS. DOx For life son. I am glad you did it. Sara is a good woman for putting up with your shit. Court and Sara what a cute couple I have just one more story to tell about these 2 fools. One night (Halloween 06) I accompanied them to a Halloween party of which I didn't know a single person there except for those 2. They went as Mario and Princess I went as a Crayon it was adorable. After a long night of drinking Court couldn't stand anymore and wanted to fight everyone (nothing unusual so far) I decided it would be best if I drove the big ass Nissan home since Court and Sara were both covering 1 eye to walk. Unfortunately for me they decided to fight and argue the entire way home. You see Sara wanted to go to a bar (Even know it was way past last call) and Court wanted to go home. I was driving and wanted to go home so I won. About half way home just as I was about to yell "SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!!!" *poof* instant silence and then... Court began to snore I looked in the back seat to say "Hey Sara look Court fought with you until he passed out" but the funny thing was She was passed out and drooling herself. The cutest thing ever the couple had fought themselves to sleep. They were made for each other.
I don't mind worry following me like a dinosaur. I have come to realize that I am going to have to live my life fighting with my own mind and a fair amount of worry and stress over nothing. I am my own worst enemy. What do I stress the worst? What I mean to all of you. I worry so much that I am sitting here in this big house by myself and nobody is thinking of me or wondering what I am doing. "Lonely, and the only way to beat it is to bat it down" The truth is I have a lot of Great people in my life. I think about most of you non-stop and what you have meant to my life and my journey. There is no way I could go without a single one of you. I do not want to De-cathect. I need this. What happened to the steps and the list we were getting so far until my mind got involved. I would like to float again.
My younger brother finally got that DUI that most of you were expecting. He hit a parked semi and the semi moved at least 4 feet. The driver reported "no survivors" The ambulance cut my brother out of the car with the Jaws of life and took him to the hospital, broken bones, stitches and a bloody t-shirt. He is ok but sadly it doesn't even phase him. I fear I will lose him soon. He's not struck dumb he's just dumb that's all. When do you give up hope on family? You really never can. I worry about both of my brothers and my sister and I wonder about my mother that worries about us all. The odds of survival for any of us are slim. So far we are 4 for 4 though. Knock Knock Wood.
Well that's it kids. That's all I have to say. A whole lot of nothing I hope I have killed your time effectively. When you are down and out just remember these words, "It's only money. You can always make more tomorrow"
<3 Dave
Tug-O-Man-O-War
I have come to realize (although a little late in the game) life is simply a game of decision making. There is no reason to get angry or upset about anything really. Look at the decisions facing you in a situation and pick one. If you pick wrong (if there is such a thing as wrong in this case) then you must look at the decisions that the first has put in front of you and decide between them. When the people we love do things that we don't like it is really not up to us to try and change them. Its up to us to decide if we will be around to tollerate it or go another direction. If your career path suddenly changes because of the media, yelling at the television and blaming your financial state on the news is not a path to solution or destruction its just a thing you are doing and therefore not really a part of life in my opinion. Events will happen no matter how hard you try to swim upstream the water will still run powerfully in the same direction. Its time to jump in the raft of life and go with the flow, when the river forks you will know your alive. Whatever you are left with at the end of the day... Well thats the choice pyrmid you have built. Stand strong and proud on top of it.
=2cents
=2cents
With the look in the eyes
Something amazing happend to me the other day and I haven't spoken of it to this point even to the most important people in my life (Rikki & Kayden). It's not that I was ashamed or embarrased or scared that I didn't share this unique moment in my life. It was not that I was shy or excited or even trying to hide something. The fact is I haven't slept well since the "incident" and I really just wanted to put a little more thought into before I brought it out into the world. However the problem that I have had is that I have put hours of thought into it and I can't put my finger on exactly what happend so my only option is to write about it and see if I can draw the answer out here.
So what exactly happened? It started with a dream. A series of dreams actually. I have been having a similar dream with minor differences for a week or so. It starts out with me watching myself sleep and I am trying to see something. I am not exactly sure what it is I think is going to happen or what it is I think I am going to see. Not quiet as exciting as you thought it would be is it? That's pretty much the whole dream. I stand or maybe I am not even standing just outside my body looking in on myself. These dreams bothered me because I couldn't figure out 1. Why they were reoccuring and 2. What exactly did it mean? I spent a few days trying to figure this out obviously some changes in my life were taking place deep in my subconscious mind and being the Capricorn that I am I wanted to get a jump start on them. After a few thoughts and theory's that didn't quite stick or seem to make much sense, I gave up and went on with my days.
Ok here is where it gets a little wierd so if you thought I was a normal person before this, (you obviously don't know me very well) then you should just stop reading now because your opinon of me could be forever skewed.
Still here?
It happened. The dream actually happend but I was not asleep. I was at work and for some fragment of time that I can't even measure, for as long as it took me to realize it somewhere between instant and less than 1 second, I saw myself. This was very brief like a flash or even shorter. It just was and then it wasn't. Maybe it only happened in my mind or maybe it was the amount of thought I had put into the dream but real or not I was on the outside looking in. The manifestation of this dream (even if it was possibly only a day dream) has brought so many questions to my mind. Tonight I went to dinner with 2 people that I love to be around and usually can't stop talking when I am around either one of them. I think I was unusually silent. I can't get my mind off of this and yet I can't quite wrap my mind around it. Now I question and ponder. Was it real? Was it a dream so real that I belive it actually happened? Or am I trying to tell myself to take a deep look at myself. To step aside and look into my soul through another pair of eyes.
Well there it is. Out there to the world. In case you are curious writing it all out didn't actually answer any questions for me, infact it actually created more.
More to come I suppose.
=Dave
So what exactly happened? It started with a dream. A series of dreams actually. I have been having a similar dream with minor differences for a week or so. It starts out with me watching myself sleep and I am trying to see something. I am not exactly sure what it is I think is going to happen or what it is I think I am going to see. Not quiet as exciting as you thought it would be is it? That's pretty much the whole dream. I stand or maybe I am not even standing just outside my body looking in on myself. These dreams bothered me because I couldn't figure out 1. Why they were reoccuring and 2. What exactly did it mean? I spent a few days trying to figure this out obviously some changes in my life were taking place deep in my subconscious mind and being the Capricorn that I am I wanted to get a jump start on them. After a few thoughts and theory's that didn't quite stick or seem to make much sense, I gave up and went on with my days.
Ok here is where it gets a little wierd so if you thought I was a normal person before this, (you obviously don't know me very well) then you should just stop reading now because your opinon of me could be forever skewed.
Still here?
It happened. The dream actually happend but I was not asleep. I was at work and for some fragment of time that I can't even measure, for as long as it took me to realize it somewhere between instant and less than 1 second, I saw myself. This was very brief like a flash or even shorter. It just was and then it wasn't. Maybe it only happened in my mind or maybe it was the amount of thought I had put into the dream but real or not I was on the outside looking in. The manifestation of this dream (even if it was possibly only a day dream) has brought so many questions to my mind. Tonight I went to dinner with 2 people that I love to be around and usually can't stop talking when I am around either one of them. I think I was unusually silent. I can't get my mind off of this and yet I can't quite wrap my mind around it. Now I question and ponder. Was it real? Was it a dream so real that I belive it actually happened? Or am I trying to tell myself to take a deep look at myself. To step aside and look into my soul through another pair of eyes.
Well there it is. Out there to the world. In case you are curious writing it all out didn't actually answer any questions for me, infact it actually created more.
More to come I suppose.
=Dave
Do you remember?
Do you remember the moment that we forgot to give a fuck about anything? When we couldn't wrap our minds around the war in Iraq or the collapsing dollar. When inflation and gas prices were something we just didn't think about. When we took a stand and said "Who cares if the economy is in trouble". Do you remember the time you laughed because you got laid off, or cheered because your girlfriend broke up with you? Do you remember the time when a minor set back was not the end of the world? How about when food storage and earthquake insurance just didn't matter?
I don't remember either.
Recently someone told me that time is the only currency we have. He was right. Perspective forms time and I think perspective is good. How can you know what financial Independence feels like if you have never had your back broken by a collapsing mountain of bill collectors? How can you know what true love is if you have never known the heartache of your soul mate walking away? Can you really feel great without having ever spent days and days laid up in bed. You can't. Anything that is wrong in your life right now is a lesson in time. In time all will change. Wounds will heal economies will come and go it's all up and down and the down allows the up. When things are looking bleak it's a sign.. Slow down and learn before things get good and it's just too late.
-Dave
I don't remember either.
Recently someone told me that time is the only currency we have. He was right. Perspective forms time and I think perspective is good. How can you know what financial Independence feels like if you have never had your back broken by a collapsing mountain of bill collectors? How can you know what true love is if you have never known the heartache of your soul mate walking away? Can you really feel great without having ever spent days and days laid up in bed. You can't. Anything that is wrong in your life right now is a lesson in time. In time all will change. Wounds will heal economies will come and go it's all up and down and the down allows the up. When things are looking bleak it's a sign.. Slow down and learn before things get good and it's just too late.
-Dave
Let go of the struggle
Life is not a struggle. When have been taught to struggle that life should be difficult and our inner and outer struggles are just a part of it. More and more people, happy people, are learning to "Let go of the struggle". When you are fighting to stay on top or to get along with a loved one, or it seems like life just isn't working, take notice. If it feels like you are swimming up stream it is usually a clear indicator that you are on the wrong path. Life should work effortlessly. Whoever said life was not meant to be easy was sadly mistaken. Life, your life to be exact, is perspective. If life is not easy it is your perspective of where you stand that makes life difficult. Remember the things that happen in your life are what you make them. If the event is good or bad, that is for you to decide and you really can make it whatever you want. Next time you find your self swimming up stream against a strong current that will eventually pull you under... Do yourself a favor. Stop swimming flip over onto your back and float effortlessly down the stream of life. Let life take you where it wants all you have to do is smile and enjoy the ride.
-Dave
-Dave
Blind folded
I love you.
You have filled my life with love and filled my heart with life
You make the air taste sweeter and give purpose to my breath
My smile is yours, You are the one who put it there.
Every minute I am with you is worth 10 without.
You perfect my flaws and humble my perfection.
You are the piece of me I can not live without.
You make my everything more....
What more can I say
You are my best friend, my lover, my life.
I love you.
-Dave
You have filled my life with love and filled my heart with life
You make the air taste sweeter and give purpose to my breath
My smile is yours, You are the one who put it there.
Every minute I am with you is worth 10 without.
You perfect my flaws and humble my perfection.
You are the piece of me I can not live without.
You make my everything more....
What more can I say
You are my best friend, my lover, my life.
I love you.
-Dave
Music I want to hear right now
So I am sitting here letting Pandora.com set my mood and the tone of my thoughts. Song by song by song playing in the back while I search out the workings of the inter-web when suddenly a song caught my attention. It was "Aint no Reason" by Brett Dennen. Some of the lyrics reached out and grabbed me as if to smack me in the face and say "HEY THINK ABOUT THIS" So I did think about it. I thought a lot about them. I even went and found the lyrics online to make sure I had all the information. I will post them now....
Aint no reason
By: Brett Dennen
There ain't no reasons things are this way
It's how they've always been and they intend to stay
I can't explain why we live this way
We do it everyday
Preachers on the podiums speaking to saints
Prophets on the sidewalks begging for change
Old ladies laughing from the fire escape, cursing my name
I got a basket full of lemons and they all taste the same
A window and a pigeon with a broken wing
You can spend your whole life working for something
Just to have it taken away
People walk around pushing back their desks
Wearing pay checks like necklaces and bracelets
Talking 'bout nothing, not thinking about death
Every little heart beat, every little breath
People walk a tight rope on a razor's edge
Carrying their hurt and hatred and weapons
It could be a bomb or a bullet or a pin
Or a thought or a word or a sentence
There ain't no reasons things are this way
It's how they've always been and they intend to stay
I don't know why I say the things I say,
But I say them anyway
But love will come set me free
Love will come set me free
I do believe
Love will come set me free
I know it will
Love will come set me free
Yes
Prison walls still standing tall
Some things never change at all
Keep on building prisons,
Gonna fill them all
Keep on building bombs
Gonna drop them all
Working your fingers bare to the bone
Breaking your back, make you sell your soul
Like a lung is filled with coal,
Suffocating slow
The wind blows wild and I may move
But politicians lie and I am not fooled
You don't need no reason or a 3 piece suit
To argue the truth
The air on my skin and the world under my toes
Labor is stitched into the fabric of my clothes
Chaos and commotion wherever I go
Love, I try to follow
But love will come set me free
Love will come set me free
I do believe
Love will come set me free
I know it will
Love will come set me free
Yes
There ain't no reasons things are this way
It's how they've always been and they intend to stay
I can't explain why we live this way
We do it everyday
So there it is. This is where my head is. Somewhere in a cloud of thought that is this song. After much deliberation I have decided this song means a lot to me and after careful review of the lyrics I have realized that it probably means something different to me than it did to Brett when he wrote it. The fact that the sender and the receiver might have completely separate concepts was another major mind blower of the night that I didn't even want to get into until I started writing this blog and realized, the meaning of this song might mean something different to me than the artist and even far more different to you the reader. So that's it. I guess my point is... I really like music.
-Dave
Aint no reason
By: Brett Dennen
There ain't no reasons things are this way
It's how they've always been and they intend to stay
I can't explain why we live this way
We do it everyday
Preachers on the podiums speaking to saints
Prophets on the sidewalks begging for change
Old ladies laughing from the fire escape, cursing my name
I got a basket full of lemons and they all taste the same
A window and a pigeon with a broken wing
You can spend your whole life working for something
Just to have it taken away
People walk around pushing back their desks
Wearing pay checks like necklaces and bracelets
Talking 'bout nothing, not thinking about death
Every little heart beat, every little breath
People walk a tight rope on a razor's edge
Carrying their hurt and hatred and weapons
It could be a bomb or a bullet or a pin
Or a thought or a word or a sentence
There ain't no reasons things are this way
It's how they've always been and they intend to stay
I don't know why I say the things I say,
But I say them anyway
But love will come set me free
Love will come set me free
I do believe
Love will come set me free
I know it will
Love will come set me free
Yes
Prison walls still standing tall
Some things never change at all
Keep on building prisons,
Gonna fill them all
Keep on building bombs
Gonna drop them all
Working your fingers bare to the bone
Breaking your back, make you sell your soul
Like a lung is filled with coal,
Suffocating slow
The wind blows wild and I may move
But politicians lie and I am not fooled
You don't need no reason or a 3 piece suit
To argue the truth
The air on my skin and the world under my toes
Labor is stitched into the fabric of my clothes
Chaos and commotion wherever I go
Love, I try to follow
But love will come set me free
Love will come set me free
I do believe
Love will come set me free
I know it will
Love will come set me free
Yes
There ain't no reasons things are this way
It's how they've always been and they intend to stay
I can't explain why we live this way
We do it everyday
So there it is. This is where my head is. Somewhere in a cloud of thought that is this song. After much deliberation I have decided this song means a lot to me and after careful review of the lyrics I have realized that it probably means something different to me than it did to Brett when he wrote it. The fact that the sender and the receiver might have completely separate concepts was another major mind blower of the night that I didn't even want to get into until I started writing this blog and realized, the meaning of this song might mean something different to me than the artist and even far more different to you the reader. So that's it. I guess my point is... I really like music.
-Dave
Friday night bloggin killed the King of Queens
In the spirit of this awful disease that is spreading like a Yellowstone wildfire, I have decided to put my 2 cents into you beggars cup and take a dollar out. I am going to say something now that may shock you, it may take your breath away, you may even fall out of your chair in disbelief. Are you ready cuz here it goes: Myspace is not your outlet for your personal problems (including this one). If someone changes their mood or emoticon, if someone posts a blog, if someone posts a bulletin, there is no way to sense that persons tone. Although Tom has created these nice little mood indicators it is still a source that is far to often taken out of context. We have opened up our lives by "adding" "friends" (yes that just happened. I just used quotes on two words in a row to make a point). These so called friends or mobsters or quiz takers or whatever the hell you weirdo's are then make a point to be come e-eeping Tom's (no pun intended, well sort of) and go as far as subscribe to our fucking lives. Seriously. If you are reading something it is probably not about you. If you think it is about you please visit www.fox.com/pause before you start "Space Wars: Attack of the emoticons." I can't help but feel a little ewe'd even though I have done this myself when I can sit back and watch a couples fight by simply clicking on "Friends status updates" or checking the relationship status on their page. What happened to a good old fashioned knock down drag out street fight at 3 in the morning that gets the cops there while the woman comes running out of the house with a black eye screaming, "I LOVE YOU BAAAABY PLEASE DON'T TAKE HIM AWAY!" God I seriously never thought I would see the day when I would wish for that over a blog fight. Ha! This is where we are and we wonder why our economy is in such sad shape. Between that and the God Damn Carl's Junior Giant Breakfast sandwich we stand no chance as a species.
I hope the Large Hadron Collider works.
Oh by the way if you think this blog is about you, it's not get over yourself, your not that cool
Peace Im out.
(Now back to watching the King of Queens)
-Dave
I hope the Large Hadron Collider works.
Oh by the way if you think this blog is about you, it's not get over yourself, your not that cool
Peace Im out.
(Now back to watching the King of Queens)
-Dave
Pre-New Years Resolutions
So every year comes and goes before I realize it. It seems like every year I say something like "I can't believe it's January already" and then in a blink of an eye suddenly October is drawing to a close. Each year I tend to make "New Years Resolutions" and I can't recall following through on one of them. Late last night I was struck by a new revelation. New Years Resolutions or NYR's as I will refer to them from here on out are usually set up to be life altering decisions that affect you in a dramatic way from that day forward. I am not so sure you can prepare and accomplish that overnight (Especially when that night involves heavy drinking.) How many of us have tried to quit smoking on January 1st only to resume on January 3rd? Or what about the Gym, every time I make that one I last about 2 weeks of going religiously before it's back to casual. You don't prepare to rum a marathon the day before. You don't win the Superbowl with a few hours of practice accompanied by Jagger bombs.
So here are my top 10 NYR's for 2009. I will make them now and work towards them so they can become a reality. (These are in no paticular order)
1. Simplify my life
It seems that I have let many unnecessary complexities enter my life and it is time to rid myself of many of them.
2. Reduce what I "own" and "increase" what I do.
I am at a point in my life where I have determined that our experiences are the only thing we can ever truly "own". Having to have "new", "cool", "Things" is seriously cutting into my try and experience new things fund.
3. Pay off credit cards
This might possibly be the number 1 made NYR amongst many people this year. I think it's a good idea.
4. Double the amount of snowboarding days I put in from last year
This won't be hard to do. I lost track of priorities last year.
5. Make it to the lake 5 times
I am not the same without the lake and I didn't make it once this year. It's time to spend more time doing what I love with my friends and family.
6. Spend more time with my friends
The good friends. The ones who are always there.
7. Get involved in a community program.
I have been wanting to do more with Habitat for Humanity. Time to get off my ass and pick up a tool belt.
8. Further my education
This does not necessarily mean that I go back to school. This means I make an effort to continue learning all the time.
9. Tipple the amount of time I spend outside.
Rikki and I took a drive up the canyon yesterday to see the colors before they fade to white. I have realized that I need to spend more time up there. That is a beautiful place that we are fortunate to live in such close proximity. I think we have taken it for granted a little bit.
10. Set and maintain a diet and excersize program that sticks.
I am not old. 27 almost 28 is still young. I think this is a decision I want to make before I "have" to make it.
Thats it. Good luck to me it's time to start training.
-Dave
So here are my top 10 NYR's for 2009. I will make them now and work towards them so they can become a reality. (These are in no paticular order)
1. Simplify my life
It seems that I have let many unnecessary complexities enter my life and it is time to rid myself of many of them.
2. Reduce what I "own" and "increase" what I do.
I am at a point in my life where I have determined that our experiences are the only thing we can ever truly "own". Having to have "new", "cool", "Things" is seriously cutting into my try and experience new things fund.
3. Pay off credit cards
This might possibly be the number 1 made NYR amongst many people this year. I think it's a good idea.
4. Double the amount of snowboarding days I put in from last year
This won't be hard to do. I lost track of priorities last year.
5. Make it to the lake 5 times
I am not the same without the lake and I didn't make it once this year. It's time to spend more time doing what I love with my friends and family.
6. Spend more time with my friends
The good friends. The ones who are always there.
7. Get involved in a community program.
I have been wanting to do more with Habitat for Humanity. Time to get off my ass and pick up a tool belt.
8. Further my education
This does not necessarily mean that I go back to school. This means I make an effort to continue learning all the time.
9. Tipple the amount of time I spend outside.
Rikki and I took a drive up the canyon yesterday to see the colors before they fade to white. I have realized that I need to spend more time up there. That is a beautiful place that we are fortunate to live in such close proximity. I think we have taken it for granted a little bit.
10. Set and maintain a diet and excersize program that sticks.
I am not old. 27 almost 28 is still young. I think this is a decision I want to make before I "have" to make it.
Thats it. Good luck to me it's time to start training.
-Dave
Humility, A Plug, And a Revelation
This is where we are. Whatever is happening around us right now in the world in the United States, in our home states, in our home cities, and in our homes. This is exactly where we are. I feel I have a lot to say right now about where we are, about where I am. Let me preface the rest of this post by saying I have learned many things in the current state of my world. Most importantly I have revisited my old friend humility.
I believe humility is the lesson the world is trying to teach us all right now. I work in a tough industry. Every industry has been hit very hard in recent economic times excluding the liquor business that seems to be thriving right now. My industry I believe has been hit the hardest. I have seen close friends and colleagues take desperate measures and step outside the box. It makes me sad when I see people I have done deals with in the past waiting tables or working checkout lines but then after the sadness passes I smile. Humility. Where can we go when we have to make a change. Do we have what it takes to slap on an apron with a cooperate logo and put food on our families tables? Can we beat pride? When we move down from our big houses on the hill into the valley what have we lost? More importantly what have we gained? I am not leaving my industry. I am not giving up I will be fine. I will also do whatever it takes to keep the lights on in my house hold even if that means pulling clothes out of my closet I haven't thought about in years and putting in car stereos on the weekends. This is where we are. That being said I am very happy about where we are. About where I am. I have remembered the simple things that I love. The things that escape you when you are too focused on the false. For what I spend on my house and my truck I could buy a season pass to 3 ski resorts in Utah EVERY SINGLE MONTH. Amazing what it took to make me realize that. Anyway, Humility. I am happy with where I am.
Now the plug.....
Go out and buy, download, borrow, or whatever Brett Dennen's new album "Hope for the Hopeless" (His previous album is also great) and listen to the song called "Who do you think you are." To me Brett is one of the greatest song writers of our time. This song spoke to me directly and made me think. It's about all of us, it's about where we are. It's about humility.
I have a great life. I have a great family, the perfect fiance, a wonderful son, challenging work, something to fall back on, great friends, and many many things to be thankful for. I am just thankful right now that I remembered that there are things I love that don't involve the cooperate world.
"In the battle of the stream and the rock..the stream always wins, not through might, but through persistence"
Thank you all for being a part of my life.
-Dave
I believe humility is the lesson the world is trying to teach us all right now. I work in a tough industry. Every industry has been hit very hard in recent economic times excluding the liquor business that seems to be thriving right now. My industry I believe has been hit the hardest. I have seen close friends and colleagues take desperate measures and step outside the box. It makes me sad when I see people I have done deals with in the past waiting tables or working checkout lines but then after the sadness passes I smile. Humility. Where can we go when we have to make a change. Do we have what it takes to slap on an apron with a cooperate logo and put food on our families tables? Can we beat pride? When we move down from our big houses on the hill into the valley what have we lost? More importantly what have we gained? I am not leaving my industry. I am not giving up I will be fine. I will also do whatever it takes to keep the lights on in my house hold even if that means pulling clothes out of my closet I haven't thought about in years and putting in car stereos on the weekends. This is where we are. That being said I am very happy about where we are. About where I am. I have remembered the simple things that I love. The things that escape you when you are too focused on the false. For what I spend on my house and my truck I could buy a season pass to 3 ski resorts in Utah EVERY SINGLE MONTH. Amazing what it took to make me realize that. Anyway, Humility. I am happy with where I am.
Now the plug.....
Go out and buy, download, borrow, or whatever Brett Dennen's new album "Hope for the Hopeless" (His previous album is also great) and listen to the song called "Who do you think you are." To me Brett is one of the greatest song writers of our time. This song spoke to me directly and made me think. It's about all of us, it's about where we are. It's about humility.
I have a great life. I have a great family, the perfect fiance, a wonderful son, challenging work, something to fall back on, great friends, and many many things to be thankful for. I am just thankful right now that I remembered that there are things I love that don't involve the cooperate world.
"In the battle of the stream and the rock..the stream always wins, not through might, but through persistence"
Thank you all for being a part of my life.
-Dave
Kind of like doodling, but with words...
Show me chance, I am here waiting by the light of the dawn to pounce on opportunity.
Given the chance I am going to be somebody even if it is only for one night.
This is where I go when I want to be somewhere else, someone else, even if it is only for one night.
Away I slip deeper and deeper into the breath of the chest that flows from the rhythm of my mind, from the waste of my time.
I am anywhere now, stranded and naked exposed. If my heart goes then my soul will follow to the carnage of the fiery surface.
I built this prison so why must I serve in it, when I can use the key that I have provided to let these chains drop onto my floor.
My feet rest beneath me without the purpose of their intent. Where am I now?
I drew the map that got me lost in this moment... I will get like this from time to time and time is all I have and all I have lost with the change of the clock.
I hear the beat now and my foot begins to tap.
The corner brings a new light, thats when I know that you are alone.
So cold like a desert night, so warm because I have me to make my own light.
In a moment of self honesty I have realized that it is the sound of my tears that I fear the most.
The tap of my foot in a hollow home proves that I am here alone.
I turn my music up, I stretch my fingers out, my mind on auto pilot, my hands on the keyboard, tap tap tap.... and words flow like cars in a tunnel in a place far from me.
Headlights provide the glare to stare and daze off into a world where all that exists is the tap tap tapping of these keys.
The beat speeds up and the music begins to grab a hold of me, to make me feel, like I want to feel.
Looking for an ending I call upon all of the emotions that circle the back of my eye lids hoping something shatters from my mind into the ink on the page into an explosion of a revelation... It never comes..
In the end, it is only me.
But hold on... the track has changed in the blink of an eye in the scent of the room.
Now I feel like dancing again into the place that I call home.
The place I face on a daily basis in order to ensure my future is here.
I believe the end of this ramble will come as well, even with so much left to say, I leave.
I will leave it at this.
=Dave
Given the chance I am going to be somebody even if it is only for one night.
This is where I go when I want to be somewhere else, someone else, even if it is only for one night.
Away I slip deeper and deeper into the breath of the chest that flows from the rhythm of my mind, from the waste of my time.
I am anywhere now, stranded and naked exposed. If my heart goes then my soul will follow to the carnage of the fiery surface.
I built this prison so why must I serve in it, when I can use the key that I have provided to let these chains drop onto my floor.
My feet rest beneath me without the purpose of their intent. Where am I now?
I drew the map that got me lost in this moment... I will get like this from time to time and time is all I have and all I have lost with the change of the clock.
I hear the beat now and my foot begins to tap.
The corner brings a new light, thats when I know that you are alone.
So cold like a desert night, so warm because I have me to make my own light.
In a moment of self honesty I have realized that it is the sound of my tears that I fear the most.
The tap of my foot in a hollow home proves that I am here alone.
I turn my music up, I stretch my fingers out, my mind on auto pilot, my hands on the keyboard, tap tap tap.... and words flow like cars in a tunnel in a place far from me.
Headlights provide the glare to stare and daze off into a world where all that exists is the tap tap tapping of these keys.
The beat speeds up and the music begins to grab a hold of me, to make me feel, like I want to feel.
Looking for an ending I call upon all of the emotions that circle the back of my eye lids hoping something shatters from my mind into the ink on the page into an explosion of a revelation... It never comes..
In the end, it is only me.
But hold on... the track has changed in the blink of an eye in the scent of the room.
Now I feel like dancing again into the place that I call home.
The place I face on a daily basis in order to ensure my future is here.
I believe the end of this ramble will come as well, even with so much left to say, I leave.
I will leave it at this.
=Dave
Fog
What is it about fog that makes me want to spill ink all over a blank canvas and smear it around until the pixels connect into somewhat logical but very random words?
Fog is nothing more than tiny droplets of water vapor suspended in air near the ground. It is rain that isn't ready to call it quits. Fog will not settle easily into the porous pavement and sink into the earth. It will not vaporize into the atmosphere.
Tonight's fog is no accident. Ironically this fog is a clear message to all of us who need it. Although the uncertain haze does not seem to have a clear path in front of it.... it lingers. If you need to, be the fog. Do not fear that which you do not know and can not see through. Do not settle into the pavement. Do not vaporize into the clouds. Stick around awhile and when all is clear and the sun is shining it will be hard to miss the smile in your heart.
Fog is merely a metaphor but now more than ever it's time for us to believe in metaphor's again like we did before the weight of the world came crashing down.
If times are hard please don't give up. Do not be embarrassed or ashamed of your circumstances. WE are ALL in this together and when all else fails I will stand behind you. Take this moment to reflect on the things that are real in your life. It seems when times are good we create a monetary false reality but the truth is when times are bad we remember who we truly are. I for one can honestly thank the current state of affairs for the return of my soul, my individuality, and my love for the life that exists around me. Take this moment to look into your own eyes in the mirror. Who were you? Who are you now? And probably the most important question of all, Who do you want to be when the fog clears?
=Dave
Fog is nothing more than tiny droplets of water vapor suspended in air near the ground. It is rain that isn't ready to call it quits. Fog will not settle easily into the porous pavement and sink into the earth. It will not vaporize into the atmosphere.
Tonight's fog is no accident. Ironically this fog is a clear message to all of us who need it. Although the uncertain haze does not seem to have a clear path in front of it.... it lingers. If you need to, be the fog. Do not fear that which you do not know and can not see through. Do not settle into the pavement. Do not vaporize into the clouds. Stick around awhile and when all is clear and the sun is shining it will be hard to miss the smile in your heart.
Fog is merely a metaphor but now more than ever it's time for us to believe in metaphor's again like we did before the weight of the world came crashing down.
If times are hard please don't give up. Do not be embarrassed or ashamed of your circumstances. WE are ALL in this together and when all else fails I will stand behind you. Take this moment to reflect on the things that are real in your life. It seems when times are good we create a monetary false reality but the truth is when times are bad we remember who we truly are. I for one can honestly thank the current state of affairs for the return of my soul, my individuality, and my love for the life that exists around me. Take this moment to look into your own eyes in the mirror. Who were you? Who are you now? And probably the most important question of all, Who do you want to be when the fog clears?
=Dave
Double You Double You Double You Dot Something
Here we are again. The same old audience the same old circumstances. It's just like you and I tonight but what I am feeling right now is that we are not alone. There is no me and you, honestly there is no me and there is no you. Just us. So 28 today here I am I made it and this is the year that you didn't expect lyrics unless you were me and then you knew they were coming. This is the grass roots movement. This is where old friends grow further and new friends become. This is it. Are we humble? Have we become? And if not, "Fuck it" come into your own. So where will this rant / poem / lifeblood, go from here? I have thought about this. This is where we are this is where we have been and it absolutely is where we are going. We are not the product we buy. We are not the switch stance 3 off the rail. We are not the words on the paper written by us for us. We are exactly what they want us to be and here we are. Tonight Jimmy Newquist sang happy birthday to me and tried to play my request and when it failed I went 3 for 3 on my other requests. Brayden and Danny came out. Crazy Larry was there and so was Rikk but that is no surprise. And (Starting a sentence with a conjuction) if this doesn't make sense to you, it never will. Thank you all for this. The life I live is created by you. According to VH1 someone may be having the best week ever and that someone just may be me.
=A name.
=A name.
Thinking About Pictures
I took a look at this picture (below) and really got to thinking about pictures.
Maybe it's just me but when I look at a picture, more often than not I tend to look past the picture. Today I was looking at this picture and somehow a lot seemed to jump off the page (screen).
This is obviously a picture of me but looking at this picture I realized a few things about me. I look different. The facial hair, the beanie, and mostly the look in my eyes. I look determined, I look Happy, I look free. My focus and demeanor look different, in fact it looks a lot like....... I remember me.
A few other things stood out. From this picture, I can tell I am a coffee drinker, and being a coffee drinker I can tell you that the cup in this picture is clearly from Beans & Brews. The sweet, orange, brown. cup with the ruffled ridges on the Wyat Earp hat lid can just as easily be picked out of the crowd by a coffee drinker as the annoying green on white circle of Starbucks. (Wow run on sentence of the year)
Two other things stood out in this photo to me.
1. The way my arm is resting on the door so relaxed and obviously driving with 2 fingers.
and
2. The photo in my visor. It's one of those "Sit in the machine with your sweetie and try not to look like a dork" photo's from the $2 dollar booth, starring me and Rikki. In this picture you can only decipher the photo because of the heart that gives it away, but for me.... I know every pixel on that photograph. I look at it everyday.
So in the end it was the photograph inside the photograph that persuaded me to write this blog. I guess the sappy moral of the story is that Rikki is my Muse in more ways than she knows.
Done now
Maybe it's just me but when I look at a picture, more often than not I tend to look past the picture. Today I was looking at this picture and somehow a lot seemed to jump off the page (screen).
This is obviously a picture of me but looking at this picture I realized a few things about me. I look different. The facial hair, the beanie, and mostly the look in my eyes. I look determined, I look Happy, I look free. My focus and demeanor look different, in fact it looks a lot like....... I remember me.
A few other things stood out. From this picture, I can tell I am a coffee drinker, and being a coffee drinker I can tell you that the cup in this picture is clearly from Beans & Brews. The sweet, orange, brown. cup with the ruffled ridges on the Wyat Earp hat lid can just as easily be picked out of the crowd by a coffee drinker as the annoying green on white circle of Starbucks. (Wow run on sentence of the year)
Two other things stood out in this photo to me.
1. The way my arm is resting on the door so relaxed and obviously driving with 2 fingers.
and
2. The photo in my visor. It's one of those "Sit in the machine with your sweetie and try not to look like a dork" photo's from the $2 dollar booth, starring me and Rikki. In this picture you can only decipher the photo because of the heart that gives it away, but for me.... I know every pixel on that photograph. I look at it everyday.
So in the end it was the photograph inside the photograph that persuaded me to write this blog. I guess the sappy moral of the story is that Rikki is my Muse in more ways than she knows.
Done now
Thank you pilgrims and indians for the cease fire
Thanksgiving is a special time. It's a day to test the capacity of your tape worm. It's a day to prepare for the rush of black Friday and Mexican Saturday, all leading up to the laziness of Caucasian Sunday. Thanksgiving means so many things from football to booze to food to discount merchandise. Thanksgiving is a time to continue or start new traditions. It's the calm before the storm that is the Christmas season.
This year for me Thanksgiving was very special. Rikki and I spent the day up at Brighton with no crowds and plenty of fun. We started the day off early (against the will of Rikki). Our adventure began with a trip to Harmons, it was "Local's Secret" black coffee for me, and some sort of Carmel sugary rush for Rikki. We hit the canyon and noticed the lack of snow but we pressed on. The mist was a nice touch to the day I must admit. Once we were done with the boot fight it was off to Majestic....
Some runs, some fun, some beer, and a whole lot of nacho's later a new tradition was born. Today I was with the one I love, I was snowboarding, I was drunk (Twice), and even had a great meal. I am thankful.
-Ramble Over
This year for me Thanksgiving was very special. Rikki and I spent the day up at Brighton with no crowds and plenty of fun. We started the day off early (against the will of Rikki). Our adventure began with a trip to Harmons, it was "Local's Secret" black coffee for me, and some sort of Carmel sugary rush for Rikki. We hit the canyon and noticed the lack of snow but we pressed on. The mist was a nice touch to the day I must admit. Once we were done with the boot fight it was off to Majestic....
Some runs, some fun, some beer, and a whole lot of nacho's later a new tradition was born. Today I was with the one I love, I was snowboarding, I was drunk (Twice), and even had a great meal. I am thankful.
-Ramble Over
Indie Pop
The term Indie pop bugs me. It's an oxymoron. Don't get me wrong I want good bands to get big and make lots of money and live rock star lifestyles there is no question about that but lately I wonder if we have lost track of the meaning of certain words. For instance the term indie rock is defined by wiki as "Indie rock is a genre of alternative rock that most notably exists in the independent underground music scene". So how come bands like the killers and Modest Mouse come up on the first page of the Myspace "Indie Genre" page? The very fact that, that is the wiki definition means that "we" defined it. So we define "the independent underground music scene" by what is played by Ryan "Fucking" Seacrest on his top 40 show? Underground Music Scene and Ryan Seacrest Top 40 don't seem to be phrases that belong together. So the Term Indie Pop for short or "Independent Popular" in it's entirety proves to me that we have no respect whatsoever for the terms that "we" coin.
Statements
Today I have been thinking a lot about statements. We all make statements on a daily basis weather it be with our words, our actions, or our lack of action, but do we ever stop to think about the distance of our statements? To me every statement we make is a pebble tossed into a still pond. A single pebble in a still pond can send a ripple from shore to shore, it can disturb the water, and even change the course for the life living in the water. Imagine if you will a fish swimming in a river looking for food. This fish could be heading in one direction and without warning the a ripple in a pond sends him in another direction. Now imagine if you will in the new direction of the fish there is a fisherman with a baited pole dangling in the water. This pebble has changed the length of the life of this fish. It has also changed the life of the fisherman you see the end to the fish is the joy for the fisherman who has been sitting all day waiting for just a nibble. He will eat tonight.
This is exactly how our statements impact the world around us. Think about how many times you have formed an opinion or changed your mind based on something said by the right person (or wrong person) at the right time (or wrong time). It's amazing how when you look back on your life it all comes down to moments.
So what kind of statement does your office make when you walk in? Is it clean or dirty? Is it cleaned out? Are there statements inside your office? What kind of statement do you make when you wake up in the morning and go about your routine? What about the clothes you wear. Did you shave? Should you? And then there are the statements we make with our voice. These are the statements that have the ability to change a bad mood to good, the ability to give hope to the hopeless. These are the words that can bring dreams to life.
What statements lead to the assassination of John F. Kennedy 45 years ago today?
How many times have we changed our statement from what is happening to what we want to happen in order to change the outcome?
Life is one big statement. From the weather to your bank account, it is statements made by ourselves and received by others that shape our day, week, month, year, life. So the next time you go to make a statement try to remember that this is the moment that will change your life and everyone around you.
You are the pebble. You are my friends. You are my family. You are the ones who shape my life and that is my statement.
This is exactly how our statements impact the world around us. Think about how many times you have formed an opinion or changed your mind based on something said by the right person (or wrong person) at the right time (or wrong time). It's amazing how when you look back on your life it all comes down to moments.
So what kind of statement does your office make when you walk in? Is it clean or dirty? Is it cleaned out? Are there statements inside your office? What kind of statement do you make when you wake up in the morning and go about your routine? What about the clothes you wear. Did you shave? Should you? And then there are the statements we make with our voice. These are the statements that have the ability to change a bad mood to good, the ability to give hope to the hopeless. These are the words that can bring dreams to life.
What statements lead to the assassination of John F. Kennedy 45 years ago today?
How many times have we changed our statement from what is happening to what we want to happen in order to change the outcome?
Life is one big statement. From the weather to your bank account, it is statements made by ourselves and received by others that shape our day, week, month, year, life. So the next time you go to make a statement try to remember that this is the moment that will change your life and everyone around you.
You are the pebble. You are my friends. You are my family. You are the ones who shape my life and that is my statement.
1st Trax 2008
The first day at Brighton this year was all that it was cracked up to be. $23 for a pass, half the park already up and going and just enough base to cruise on. We took a few good rips through the park to start the day and I was able to make close friends with the first box, we had a face to face meeting and I was able to do a "Shoulder" slide down most of it. After that I had to hit the park again. The key to wrecking on a rail is to attack it again immediately. This time felt much better. All said and done it was a great day with great friends that ended with a bar tab being signed... cFc.
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