Conflict, disagreement, irresponsible governance, selfish, disease, war, rebuked love…all (and more) to be jaded by. I refuse to accept these as the last word. Circumstance and Evil will not win in the end. But this song…”Jaded”…from a while back, well, Green Day ripped through a good one here… “ Somebody keep my balanceI think I'm …
Category: Insight
“…Nobody’s Bargain…”
“…but hell, a little touch up and a little paint…” Frankly, this lyric came to mind recently as I was thinking about myself…middle-aged guy, recently single, a little flabby, frumpy… It might sound like I’m being critical of myself, but I think it’s more just honest, Like everyone, I am who I am and where …
Slog Through
Some days, weeks, longer, Feels like we’re slogging through. Keep a little smile on the face, head down to the grindstone, thankful for what we have, Undertone though? Slogging through, legs heavy, thick on your mind, in the back, Slow go. It’s this very time, each time, to stop the slide, To pause and give …
Always Together
Soak up the weekend, soak up together.
Pop & Kerr
Gregg Popovich, 1949- ; winningest coach in NBA history. Steve Kerr, 1965- ; eight time NBA champion as player and coach. Both men, accomplished, thoughtful, expert. Motivators. Observers. Gamers. Coaching players, elite athletes, humans, to be better, to rise to the greatest level of which they are able, capable, Of seeing, being. Fun to watch …
Hiatus, Day 2
To the trees with ALL…
Lyrics Post: “The Weapon”
Middle of night inspiration, the guitar riff, the lyrics, come to mind when I can’t get immediately back to sleep. "The Weapon" “We've got nothing to fear...but fear itself?Not pain, not failure, not fatal tragedy?Not the faulty units in this mad machinery?Not the broken contacts in emotional chemistry? With an iron fist in a velvet …
A Little Extra, Love
A little more time, a little extra love, with those we love. Maybe one of the fundamental goals of my life. When I’m with those I love, I don’t want it to end. It’s the same for all of us, right? And so when the evening is waning — another waning lesson — I try …
Mr. Grump
Usually comes out later at night, Mr. Grump. Usually after too many (petty?) dad lines crossed, Mr. Grump. Promises to be quick to bed, dashed, Mr. Grump. Too much too late too tired, skin too thin, even dad to kid, Mr. Grump. Then I get it. Hug in the dark from my son who comes …
New Shiny Things
Kids love new, shiny things. Maybe we all do. And treasure boxes; treasure boxes to tuck away all those new, shiny things; they become less shiny with time; then they become treasures. Under the bed, in the nightstand, into the closet, up in the rafters the treasures go. Hold on for years, decades. Magic to …
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