Monday, May 25, 2009
This little widget that you see on a lot of my pages is a tape of me and Keno singing an original song. I am the girl, of course, so you should check it out. Add it so your social site, facebook, twitter, myspace, linkedin, netvibes...whatever! Show some love!
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
"Don't be late".
I would never dare...
The Azure sky,
A gentle aire.
Could a thought on a bench turn into gold?
Two speakers, set for you and me.
No cloth for the table, but with that said
Much better than anything filling my head.
A doubt that was taken, a thought that took flight.
As the perfect song ended and I kissed you goodnight.
Friday, May 15, 2009
When did the memo come out that people must gratuitously announce what they like, who they are, what they do? I would like to live in a world where no one tells anyone anything and we have to figure it all out. Imagine if you will a place where there were no titles or self promotion at all. Maybe you are somewhat socially inept, and you need a mechanic and a new friend. You would then have to pick up the phonebook and call all of the names asking "Are you a mechanic?" Ninety percent of them will say no, but perhaps someone will think you have a charming phone voice and offer you a date! Sometimes I feel like that would be much more interesting than just opening up the phonebook to the mechanic section and picking out which name sounds the most "Grease-Monkey"-ish. And as for people announcing what they like...Who Cares?!!!! Whoopadee doo! Common interests are just ways for common people to connect without having to utilize any brain cells. "I like bugs!"
"Me, too!" Sounds innocent enough right? But what if the second person is referring to eating bugs. And now you are friends with the bug eater because he said he likes bugs too and you feel bad for the bugs all of the time because he eats them... Do you see how dangerous this has the potential of being? And think of all of the poor bugs that were distroyed in this analogy! Music lovers are another big one. "I like Music!"
"Me too!" Uh oh, I hope that the first person wasn't referring to Madonna in the Musical-turned-movie
Evita', because what sort of huge mistake would that be to the guy who loves Peabo Bryson? My daughter likes to get an attitude in the car when a good song comes on..."Stop singing, I like this song!" Now this method of the usage is ingenious. Presuming that you liking something makes you in charge of it. I like this idea. So now I am herefor in charge of... The Beatles, Calla Lillies , Rocky Road Ice cream and liking this idea. I would like to think that being in charge of these items will increase my street credibility and help me retain status.
Now people declaring their love for stuff...that's just crazy talk. I mean, have you seen all of the people sporting I love New York tee shirts? That many people can't love New York, New York probably doesn't have that much love to go around and the last time I checked New York is monogamous so Philidelphia is probably looking for some asses to kick. Or people who say "I love the dodgers!" I mean, do you love ALL of the dodgers because some of them look really bad in baseball pants and don't play much. And if you didn't love them to their face while wearing a "Go Dodgers" Tee shirt then they would have hurt feelings. We have got to stop all of this insanity people! We have got to go around and be totally ambiguous, like this one guy I know who says he dates men but gets mad when I call him "Hey girl"! He might be gay, he might be straight...he might just be too damn confused to get a date with either sex, but when I look at him I think "Now there is someone I can appreciate, he lets me think what ever I want about him which is what I was going to do anyway!" I wont say I "Like" him because then I would be a big fat hipocryte to my own theories of post-modern humanity. Brotha's and Sista's, we owe it to ourselves to say "Who Cares what you like!" and "I am whatever you want me to be." That is true freedom my people! Save the bugs! Save the Dodgers!
Friday, May 8, 2009
It is said that within each person there are two dogs (metaphorically of course). The dog that you feed is the one that will grow, get fat, become the Alpha Dog. In me I can categorize my two dogs. One is a spunky, loyal, wonderfully naive little puppy dog. She is so trusting and she just wants to be loved. I would like that little puppy to grow into a healthy leader. Strengthened by the food of love. Nurtured and cared for. But I have allowed that little puppy to be neglected. Fed only scraps of food and always hungry for more, but still in the forefront. The other dog...now she is the real tough one. She is not afraid of anything. She is wonderfully loyal too, and also very cunning,but she has one hell of a bite, and if she feels threatened she growls. Now, this dog has been locked inside of a cage deep in my heart. I was so afraid to take her out that I kept her there. As the years passed she watched that puppy beg for more love, more food, more to make her grow into what she was destined to be. This angered her. She would growl and bark and beat at her cage, anxious to get out and take over for the weakened puppy. She would grow more and more upset everyday howling "Let me out, let me out now, it is time for me to take care of things for a while." Now this dog, even though she was in a cage was fed with the food of injustice. She hungered for fairness. She grew strong in truth and matters of the heart were of no defeat. As the puppy grew weaker, hungry for love and with no logic, she began to fault. She was so scared and hungry that she would do anything for food. She would beg, whimper and occasionally, she would snap. Barking and biting at anything, especially her master at the time...which was not herself as it should have been. One cold dark evening the puppy was waiting as she usually did for the master. She waited and waited, but he did not return. She barked and ran in circles, using up what little energy she had left for no good of her own. She came to the cage and barked softly as she fell limp. When the other dog saw this she was filled with something she had never been filled with before. A true matter of the heart. The place where justice and love meet. In that moment she thrust her muscular body at the door of the cage. As it swung open she jumped out and atop the cage crushing it. She ran out and with a mighty growl she stood over the puppy. Vowing to conquer all that is bad in this world to ensure that puppy gets fed. As days go by she charges forth with her mighty strength. Gathering love for her sick puppy and truth for herself. Vanquishing all who come in the way of harm to the one she is protecting. Not because she is better. Not because she is angry. Not because she wants to, but because she is the only one strong enough. Strengthening with Love so that, with Love...the puppy will become what she was destined to be. The Alpha Dog. Leading the pack through the storm.
Sunday, May 3, 2009
On A cliffside she calls out...
when she closes her eyes she is flying.
"I LOVE YOU"
then she waits.
"I LOVE YOU" once more is heard.
but there is no one there.
when she closes her eyes she is falling.
Thin air on the mountain,
calico strips of color fill the sky
when she closes her eyes he is near her.
"I LOVE YOU"
Then she waits...
"I LOVE YOU" three times more is heard.
is there someone there?
Someone who would climb to the vast top of the endless earth to call back?
when she closes her eyes she is praying.
Wind dried eyes search....
but there is no one there.
"WHO HAS RETURNED MY CALL?"
"I LOVE YOU" three times more is heard.
When she closes her eyes she is listening.
"But I have not spoken?" she utters.
"BUT I HAVE HEARD YOU"
When she closes her eyes she is happy.