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Prometheus’ plea

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Prometheus Rising

Perception may be necessarily true,

Your vision comes first, then I’m after you,

At some times that depends on what you construe,

In parallel I’m perceived first –  we must assume,

Now I have found just what I’m looking for,

Optimism growing and opening your door,

Focusing on time with our face in the screen,

Avoiding turbulence in life if you know what I mean,

A disgruntled soldier faces endless days,

To find a new passage to the happy place,

Smiles on the inside now that it is better,

Fought off suffering when under the weather,

Here’s a slice of heaven to brighten the earth,

What was found in the stars gave creative mirth,

Before climbing to the sun – chained to a rock,

Day tomorrow the same, swear to break the lock,

Eagle eyes my own as my liver’s eaten,

Desires to find the mood has left me beaten,

Mighty Zeus high above: why is it wrong to share?

The fire is finely crafted to make us more aware

I started this poem this weekend (partly inspired by Percy Bysshe Shelley and a supervisor…).  For now I have finished it.  In myth Prometheus stole fire from the sun (metaphor for art) and was punished by Zeus.  In the end, I tie this into the blog below.

It has been drawn to my attention that mindfulness, by convention – is only mindfulness of the present.  Sorry if I have reworked that to include mindfulness of the future and past.   In the traditional definition: focus on breathing, and sensations, without pain – in the present moment is very powerful.  This is a hugely popular and – in fact: ancient strategy.  I do not want to discredit myself or offend anyone by mistreating this important term.

My layman’s take on it is that thinking about or being mindful of other thoughts is also effective to avoid pain or depression.  Maybe I am looking at a homonym for mindfulness that might be defined as: being full of thinking (and productive thinking).  To me thinking about a good time or a future moment of content can take my mind to a better place,  and include planning.  This has been therapeutic for me.  We are all different.  I hope that these ideas help, but I can’t be sure.  When I am doing a tedious job, I often make plans for the future and set goals.  This helps me get by and time seems to move faster.

I guess Prometheus may have been condemned because art may be very unique.  To try to share art (for example: ideas about mindfulness), with the masses – he must appeal to everyone.  That is extremely difficult or impossible.  What appeals – or is therapeutic to one person may be the opposite for someone else.  It seems to be a straight-forward metaphor that art – like fire: can be dangerous in the wrong hands?   I still think that Zeus could go easy on him, especially if Prometheus was able to finally prove that his art had a general utilitarian value.

Thinking in New Ways

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Sometimes it is great to be busy.  Right now is one of those times.

I am an electrician, although currently unemployed!  So I have to find a job.  In the meantime I have been spending all my minutes on the study of psychology and the arts too.  My hours are dedicated to my children.

The short of it is that I have a few moments to blog today.  VERY important moments.

I thought about my last blog, and it is fine to discuss nirvana.  What I missed discussing is the more obvious: Nirvana and the death of Kurt Cobain.  At the other end of the spectrum, and sometimes closely related to ‘nirvana’ is severe depression and suicide.  It has the potential to rob the lives of the people we love – like Kurt.

I believe that the mindfulness that focusses on the present – as well as mindfulness of good memories, potential for good moments in the future, and even fantasy (as I discuss in my last blog) – can help a person with depression.  There is no absolute solution, but education on ‘mindfulness’ is one great avenue for self-management.  In bipolar disorder a person may swing from the height of mania, or even a sense of nirvana – to the lows of depression.  Balance is so important to achieve, and self-management strategies including mindfulness can be the key to success and content.  Other important strategies are: having a balanced, nutritious diet, getting exercise, getting the right amount of sleep, avoiding substance use and taking prescribed medication.  There are many other strategies as well.  One of the key strategies that people with mood disorders use is expression (i.e. in the form of creativity). Even if this is not a ‘strategy’ per se, it is a part of life where people find inspiration. With help: the artistic side can also lead to balance. All the while that people are finding this balance: the rewarding product of music, or visual art is developed and recognized.

As time is limited today, I have drawn on a poem from my past (years ago) to insert here:

Sensible

My future is painted here and there

With brush in hand, I’m taking care

Sometimes my design is so hard to see

Sometimes the easel is so hard to see

Sometimes the painting is so hard to see

My future is painted here and there,

It’s a collaboration – I’m quite aware,

Sometimes the artists are so hard to see

Sometimes my partners are hard to see

Sometimes (my) God is so hard to see

Listen to the sound of the falling rain

Listen to the sound of the passing train

Can you see the bird singing in the trees?

Can you see the leaves caught up in the breeze?

Listen to the wind as the cars pass by

Can you hear the roadside sigh?

My future is waiting here and there

With that in mind, I’m taking care

Sometimes the right way is so hard to see

Sometimes the pathway is so hard to see

Sometimes the road is so hard to see

Watching all the places as I pass by,

Watching all the faces as I pass by,

When will I stop to wander?

Where will I stop I wonder?

Where we stop to wander is very important.  Having a strong social network and company (family, friends) is paramount for me.  Sometimes we are still alone, and this is an important time to have options.  I do what I need to do to get by and find ways to be content.  That means taking time for myself to enjoy creativity.  When the process may start out seeming boring or saddening, I try to focus on the small details, focus on what is interesting and focus on the next moment of content.  Life is a journey.  No destination is final, even if we are stuck in one spot.  When we can think of ways to be content, we can be content.  Even when we are standing still, the journey goes on and there will always be a chance to see the art in it, and to find rewards in what we do.  Thinking is freedom, or thinking in new ways can allow freedom and content.

Mood: Balance through mindfulness

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Ya…  Mindfulness can be a challenge when what you are being forced to do something that is in some way horrible for you.  I hate to think of the different nastiness that a person can go through.  Real pain or disgust is hard to bury with thought, or to escape from just by thinking, but through practice like meditation:  it is possible to some degree.

In this case, I suggest relying on the promise of that ‘cup of water’ to quench thirst, or find some moment of content.  Looking to a conversation with a friend or a view of the mountains, lake or even trees in the big city could help many people. 

Humour is GREAT.  To see the humour in things may in fact outweigh many other types of mindfulness.   If that is not available, sometimes the imagination can be a great get-away:  picturing what we want to picture.  We can reach this through a memory, a potential future or even a fantasy. 

Mindfulness of the present is most often described as the answer, but other forms of mindfulness (eg. A memory, something to look forward to, or a fantasy) can also bridge that time that is difficult to endure. I seems that way to me anyways.

I feel a bit lazy to be drawing on my past lyrics for some of my blogs, but I am making sure to spend time on fresh ones, like yesterday…  This below – was written many years ago.

Mood

Pointing at it, pouring into it,

Biding my time.

Thinking of it, yearning for it,

Biding my time.

Push … Push …No answers, No escape. Where will I go?

Will I ever advance to a thoughtful path?

Quiet decision and Then,

The calm nirvana surrounds my universe.

Permeates my consciousness.

Will I be here for long?  Will it be here for long?

Will I come back soon?  Will I falter?

My world is protected on all sides,

Now.

Calm fulfilling energy, Peaceful train of thoughts travels to different corners of my mind,

Chorus:           The future, the past.

Investigating all that is present, on the journey.

How will it continue?

What is next, and will it be safe?

Stay peaceful, if you are strong, smart and modest enough.

Still peaceful – considerate,

Bold.  Pervasive.  Thirst for knowledge.

Drinking from it, drowning in it,

Biding my time,

Striving for it, Straying from it,

Biding my time,

Reach …   Reach . . . No answers, No release, Where will I go,

Will I ever advance from this thoughtless mood?

Loud intrusion and then

Vile anxiety surrounds my universe,

Permeates my consciousness

Will I be here for long?  Will it be here much longer?

Will I leave here soon?

Will I escape?

My world is closing in on all sides,

Leave Now, Fearful train of thoughts travels to different corners of my mind,

Steam rises of the distant stress, Here we go again- another test.

Chorus

Come take the test.

What is the test?  Maybe balance – the ability to focus: find content.  We all go through it.  Nirvana…  Is it a myth??  A band – Yup.  Part of everyday life for people – I hope so, even for a few moments.   I’m not going to look up the definition.  I just trust that it involves great balance and content.  In this life- I would suggest that if it does exist: for most people it is temporary.  I’m not talking levitating or anything like that.  I’m talking: a cup of water when you’re thirsty, a beautiful sunset, a great conversation, a great tune in a enjoyable environment.  Hmmm…  What else is purely pleasurable?  An A1 mood.  The ability to shut everything negative out through mindfulness?  Enlightenment??  Really??   How complex could it be? I am watering down a very complex and revered concept.  Please add a comment, so I can offer a defense.

Mindfulness till comforted

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When sorrow is pouring down like a torrential sleet,

No shelter, no warmth,

A coat with a broken zipper,

Become the elements.

Become the ice, become the aching water in your shoes,

Become the emptiness.

It does not surround you.  You surround it.  You will outlast it.

In time a ray of warmth will pierce the pain.

For now you are your world,

In time you will be refreshed,

Colours of peace and whispers of comfort

Will soon touch your life,

You cannot ignore them,

As we carry on to the next content moment,

With a cup of water to quench our thirst,

warmth

and a fine light to see by

I have started to take on a course to help people suffering from depression and mania (bipolar disorder).  There are a lot of things to be happy for, but sometimes they are so hard to see- obscured by troubles and the haze of depression.  Sometimes we have had a bad run of luck.  We often have a lot to think about.  Truth is, I am alone right now, and my writings have been inspired by music in the background: Elvis.  Not a fan of Elvis?  I never heard anyone say that before.   Again, this poem is about mindfulness. Mindfulness is a great tool in overcoming boredom.

Calming music?

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I had a few thoughts kicking around from many years ago.  I have changed them around and tried to make them presentable.  My first attempt was not successful.

Similar to a lot of people, I have worked very hard for many years.  Like many others, I have adapted to some difficult challenges in life.  Music has been a major source of inspiration.  Taking time to enjoy the music, comedy, good times – and learn from the drama has enabled me to be calm in a world that I often perceive as crazy.  I also think it has been important to engage in expression that shares these moments with others.  Often I share my thoughts in order to seek understanding.  Beyond that really I hope to help share ideas that promote the health of the community – especially those that have similar experiences.  The poetry connected here is not necessarily the ideal tool for this work – but I feel that I have achieved a good balance here!!

These lyrics have been rearranged and updated to include some ideas of level-headedness, but also written with music in mind – not egotistical but rhyming and even fun…  The matching practical work is really successful.

See you soon.

Awareness

Ya still mess with me,

But I don’t mess with you,

You can tell me what to think,

And you can tell me what to do,

You got the ways that make me crazy,

You got the style that makes me high,

I go off like dynamite and you call that lazy,

But my music literally drives you wild,

I cannot see why you are looking at me,

You’re a god

I’m a god

I’m a god

I’m a frickin fraud,

How can it be if I just glance over:  All of a sudden they start looking?

Did you flinch? Or fake it – or create awareness of your presence?

There’s no wink or acknowledgement of the moment,

Our eyes did not connect

I’m taking it all back

I never meant to be that far below the radar,

Just a pinch to wake me, I am so aware of your presence,

There’s no link to each other without ever knowing,

Our sighs did not impact

I’m chasing it all back

With water from the lake you made me ‘ware of,

I cannot see why you are looking at me,

You’re the bomb

I’m the bomb

Just the bomb

And yet we’re so fricking calm,

How can it be that when chance is over- all of a sudden a new chance rises?

It’s not a mess with me,

Don’t let it mess with you,

I’d like to tell you what to think,

But I won’t tell you what to do,

You got the ways that make me crazy,

You got the style that makes me high,

I go up like dynamite purely amazing,

And the music literally drives you wild

Focus in Mindfulness

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Sunday night… pretty low key.  I’m thinking about some stuff that I wrote about ‘focus.’  It’s a big topic.  It could be like a type of career, or a part of social life.  It could be one song or one word.  In fact it is one word that basically means: “To direct one’s attention to something.”  There are other meanings as well.

So ‘focus’:  that’s like your next meal, relaxation with TV, music –or whatever.  Like something to think about, laugh or sigh or just focus on until there is something else to do (or that needs to be done).  When we can get thru the moment, even by looking forward to seeing a meal, a jam, family, a television show or anything like a focus:  the dull times don’t seem so dull.  I’ve read a lot about this mindfulness- just paying attention to the moment.  I think it helps avoid thinking about things that aren’t as necessary.  Just get into the moment: work, play whatever. When you watch the little details: you can enjoy the moment or at least find the patience you need to get through to the next content moment.  It has really helped me to maintain peace of mind by keeping myself focused on the task at hand, and enjoying the really fine details of what is going on.  Keeping my mind busy – even with something simple like mowing the lawn or listening to some tunes can actually make it easier to just get by.  Picturing the process can help facilitate a productive state of mind in the present, while also being ready for the next sequence of events.

This is a poem that is troubled in some ways, but involves focus on the environment.  It was written over a decade ago.  In the end you will see the return to an ongoing concern.   For many this concern is sobriety.  Others might view this resolution to be a way of avoiding bad weather.  Mindfulness can help with a variety of problems, including:  weathering the storm, and also avoiding substance use.

The poem here….AGAIN… is not really on line with the exact sentiments of the blog, but in the start of this blog page, I decided to put some of my writing with each one of these psychological (and hopefully practical) blogs.  I hope that it is a literature mix that will hold your attention/focus.  By the way, in my life, I have rarely had a drink before noon, and when I have, there would have been a good reason, like holidays, or a recognized celebration…

Hang Ups

In the vast expanse of human society

I explore the experience and taste sobriety,

Then changing a vow, which breaks early in the day,

I come back to where I was, and I’m on my way,

The sun like me is high in the sky

The smoke is rising

The lizard crawls

The waves are crashing,

Like bar room brawls

A reaction is surprising

Saved up money for strip malls

The dollars I’m stashing are enjoyed by all,

In the midday hours the seconds tick by

I walk the streets in hopes the fast cars comply,

I might hail a taxi, but I’d rather walk,

Down the corridor on a bus amidst casual talk

Above cars fuming

The seagull flies,

The traffic is buzzing

Forlorn are the cries,

Dark clouds are looming,

There’s water in the skies,

Umbrellas by the dozens can help keep me dry

Refreshing Exercise

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I got off from work just after lunch that day… in the spring.  I drove to the lake to go for a hike.  I hiked up the mountainside on a trail that I have traveled many times.  Weeks ago: it was a different trail.  It had since been transformed.  Partly up the mountain I found that snow had piled up.  It was as if a dump-truck had just been emptied.  After a certain line of altitude and colder temperature, snow just appeared, instantly coming into vision in coldly-carved drifts, as I climbed the steps right before it, to bring it into view.  I did not expect it, but I was still dressed appropriately with a warm jacket, boots and gloves.  By the time I had reached the look-out point (about an hour and a half up the mountain) the snow was up to six or seven feet deep in places.  As I hiked up, it was not particularly cold, but the wind was gusting strong.  By the time I was at the look-out, clumps of moss and branches were falling from the tree-tops high above this British Columbia rain forest floor.

I had not planned on hiking all the way up, but the rain was holding off and the wind was inspiring in a way.  I took the challenge or the dare.  It’s not that it was much out of my way, in what is a short hike.  I had previously hiked the entire eight-hour hike across the ridge to the waterfall at the other-side of the lake, also in snowy conditions.  I did know the terrain.  I had also let a friend know where I was going, so at least I had taken appropriate steps.

Just to make it to the look-out was a invigorating reward for me.  Spiritual, in a sense.   I looked out over the lake, far across where snow drifts piled.  Only months before this had all been bare rock.  The wind continued to gust and it was not before long that I headed down.   When I got home – still in my steel-toed work boots (which made alright hiking boots), I wrote this poem.

 Motion to Create – Shaped by the Elements  (2013)

The rhythm of the tree we hang on frees us,
Trembling in the wind – And then falling back to earth,
A collective sigh in the social group-
We are free to express our inner thoughts,
The wasted ones left behind to rot,
No flavour in their life,
They twist in the breeze,
And fall to the leaves, forgotten and withering – never to make the next transition,  Forgotten,
Resurrected in the floods of Spring,
Flowing back into the system,
A revitalized memory – a new form:
At once gleaming in the sun, and still reflecting the past, the remains long gone,
Do we speak of the idle stone?  Piled, buried- just blending in,
The snow melts, the streams burst, the feet scuffle and the rock is shaken free,
The new momentum carries us far,
Forever moving with the changing time,
We choose the beaten path or forge a new way,
Shaped by the factory that is all around us,
Machines driven by an initial pulse,
Only producing what is within our reach

Today, I climbed the trail again.  It is uncertain times.  Work is slow.  It is hard finding hours and the hours that I do get seem to drag on endlessly, and painfully with injury.  I have very little interest in the subject matter of building construction.  It is essential, but I feel that my energy could be spent on work that is more meaningful to me, and a greater use of my skills.  A transition into research and psychology is happening, but it is hard to see if I can (ever) make a full career change.  On the trail today there was a sign printed out saying that a cougar had been spotted on September 8th.  I was happy to have my dog with me as a little added protection.  Respect for nature can take many shapes.  It can even allow a person to take a break from their problems and find inspiration.  Our own special spirituality.  Exercise is also a key to good health (and mental health).  Exercise, nature and being inspired each day can definitely contribute to better health.  You can take the stairs or hike a mountain.

Pop-cultured: Cool Cat

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Along the same train of thought:  While rock music is entertaining and can encourage a lifestyle –  An artistic quest for fame has been scientifically studied and this ‘rock star-drive’ can lead to problems. We want to share our stuff, but we also need to find a common-sense way to do that.
A rock and roll lifestyle may be most known to include risk-taking – especially in partying and extreme behaviour.  I have toned that down a lot – having learned what is best for my health. I used to go sky-diving, cliff-jumping, fast-driving and party every night.  I have learned that if I want to live to see my kids grow old and happily, then the rock and roll lifestyle must we watered down.  It is very helpful to follow professional advice, and important to live fully, but observe moderation when indulging.  I have stayed clear of hard drugs.  It just makes sense for good health to avoid danger and work to minimize risks.
We may want to live famously – and that’s alright.  Be popular and have fun, but don’t necessarily expect real fame and fortune to just happen  – no matter how talented you are, or if you really have a message! I play a lot of guitar and sing. I write lyrics?  Fame means money, sometimes. Now I realize that there are so many things that need to connect (other than drive, money and even talent).  For example: connections, timing, location – then money, talent, drive, charisma, Stability, work, work, work ;  it is a very unlikely goal: to be famous.  Even when it seems like it is possible- it is still one in a million.  What has often become apparent is that it may not be that great even if you do get there.  It can actually be more difficult and stressful than the life you lead now.  Be popular for the right reasons – like promoting a good lifestyle for yourself and others.  If you have that now – ask yourself “Why is fame necessary?”.  Living in the spotlight can be a nightmare.  Even money may cause problems.  It can lead to excess that may turn out to wear you down, or kill you. Yah, sometimes I am sure: Fame is awesome.  Sometimes a simple working life is far better…. I would think.
 
The stretch for fame can cause behaviour that leads to problems such as stigma, other social issues, injury and burn-out.  I’m not saying ‘don’t reach for the stars,’ but just be grounded and realistic when you do.  Take care of your health first.
Pop Music, Youth Idols
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Written about pop music of the 20th century.
 
Lead singer for a hot rock and roll band,
Half human, and always half in the can,
Youth idol, wonder if it’s all been planned,
Just sometimes, at least that one in a grand,
Hound for the ladies, who handles them well,
How’s it going now, I’m busy can’t you tell?
You’re so cool. You’ve got a big attitude,
You’re super human to some, when they’re in the mood,
 
Good looking and at least half-way sexy,
Bad manners, makes you look like you’re free,
Sharp shooter, and as tough as nails can be,
Not mean, but careless, at least that one in three,
Hound for the bottle, you handle it well,
How’s it going; – go straight to hell,
You’re so cool. You’ve got an attitude,
You’re charming to most, when you’re in the mood,  
You go dude,
 
That loser has just never been too cool,
Can’t understand why sometimes you’re a fool,
Changing ways, and then with a little luck,
Cool for a while, until you get star struck,
You suck,
 
Social butterfly, always says the right things,
Slow to start, but now you’ve got something,
Quite smooth, hey – after all you learned to sing,
Nice groove, thanks, still waiting for the phone to ring,
Hound for the music, may handle it well,
How’s it going now? Just swell,
 
Changed your ways, and then with a little luck,
Slick as oil, and the solid gold you’ve struck,
 
Do you feel real cool, with some kind of attitude?
You’re always lucky, when you’re in the mood,
You’re so cool, with a genuine attitude,
Who’s cool?
 

Rock and Roller Coaster – Family Safe

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* Disclaimer for all the people who use stigma and don’t ever ask how it actually was (perhaps my fault for being unintentionally misleading to my own discredit, with my previous writing):

I have never been a raging alcoholic or an abusive drunk.  I enjoy a few drinks.  I have had some tough evenings and some tough mornings.  It has never spiraled into weeks, or a dependency.  If I have been drinking at home, it has been responsible.  For a few years (I am revisiting this blog), I was relocated to the garage to play music, where I would have a few drinks and jam.  The reason that I was forced to that area, and my kids to their bedrooms is because we were not allowed to use the other living space, even for family time.  One of the tenants was a tyrant.  Just saying.  It is better now for all of us.

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Roller coasters are fun right?  Well maybe that is the best way to look at it.  Smile through the highs and lows.  Throw your arms up and scream on the corners or big drops.  It is important to be buckled in and on a safe ride.

Life is thrilling at times.  We have to make sure that those safety devices are in place.  Good judgement and self-management strategies can really help safety.  Often good judgement depends on mood and the enacting of self-management strategies.

Strategies for good health will involve nutrition, exercise, adequate sleep routines, stress-management and just taking care of yourself.  Many other strategies can contribute to mental wellness.  Enjoying life is important.  Maybe enjoyment only comes in small doses, but if we follow all of our strategies, we can enable enjoyment.

Stress management is really important, as well as how we interact socially.  If we keep a positive attitude and allow ourselves to occasionally throw our arms up and scream (when it is not too disturbing to others), we can enjoy thrills without risking real danger.  I think it is partly the ability to make light of tough situations and make the most of good times.  Sure it is important to take problems seriously, but after we have given it our all and made a strong effort to overcome problems – it may be necessary to put it in the hands of fate, enjoy ourselves and wait for our next opportunity to try again.

Rock music is often a troubled genre, with a lot of excess – even to the point that the fun may be lost… or devastated.  On the other hand, this type of music can be exciting and enjoyable for the right people- and on a very consistent basis.   I think if we try to enjoy the ride while we can, and work on ways to make it better – with responsibility: rock can be similar to the enjoyment of the (safe) roller coaster.  Minimizing risks is important.  Taking some planned risks, may be necessary for success.  Sometimes just making a bit of noise to get attention is necessary.   Risking your life in drugs or alcohol is not a risk worth taking…  Life is more predictable (and safe) when moderation rules.

It is not as easy to develop sound self-management strategies when you are a starving musician, or you are on the scene.  Life is what you make it.  Survival and success can depend on good-timing, harnessing your true strengths and minimizing losses through careful risk management and strategic care for your health.

This poem has some elements of the rock-and-roll–feel and my enjoyment for the genre.  I also look at the realities that I deal with in life that run along with my appreciation for the music; For example, having to get up to the alarm clock, deal with problems and pay the bills are all a part of a healthy home life.  The reference to ‘rock’ is the music and not a drug reference.  Personally, I think such drugs should be avoided and in every case have the chance to lead to disaster.  Rock is associated with drinking.  It is important to be responsible.

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Coaster

Outside ways depend on the weather,

T-shirts, fleece, nylon or leather,

In the park children play,

We are vigilant so they don’t stray,

 

Inside ball breaks the cup of glass,

Careful now, better clean up fast,

Outside the window it is pouring,

T.V. shows are more than boring,

 

Found a new show, some mock excitement,

Find out I’ve become truly enlightened,

No thoughts now, but that insight,

Here we go on another ride,

 

Ride the rolling coast yah,

Roll the dice once in a while,

Ride the rock and coast yah,

Rock has found a way to make it home,

 

Found a new drink, it gets you drinking,

Makes me think, all my fortune is sinking,

No money now, but the bright side,

Here we go for another ride,

 

Ride the rolling coast,

Roll the dice one more time,

Ride the rock and coast yah,

Rock in my shoe, has been with me all day,

 

Out of work, I don’t seem so clever,

Thought honesty would be a lever,

In this world everything matters,

Money and wealth or starving in tatters,

 

Found a new job so I can pay the bills,

Find it hard to clean milk when it spills,

No more peace, somewhere to hide,

Here we go on another ride,

 

Ride the roller coaster,

Rolling over to that beeping sound,

Ride the roller coaster,

Rollin, rocking, no way else to be

 

 

Resilience

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Life is life.

Some comments here.

I may have to:
Repeat this day,
Say it again,
Is it safe to say that it’s okay,
Or should I prepare to pray?
Do I buckle down?
Or should I relax?
I work so hard, I work so hard.
Suddenly it gets a little colder
The feel of frostbitten paranoia,
Is it a blemish, or am I rotting,
Still remember, what’s been forgotten.
An imperfection, however slight,
Let it blend into the brilliant light.
Choose the perfection,
Let it arrive,
Never surrender to the meanest vibes,
Choose the perfection,
The best of paths,
Fight the discouraging moments,
And laugh.
Laugh hard and smile harder,
Never die.