When you try your best, but you don’t succeed
When you get what you want, but not what you need
When you feel so tired, but you can’t sleep
Stuck in reverse
And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can’t replace
When you love someone, but it goes to waste
Could it be worse?
Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you
I notice it more and more each day
Negative forces work their way
If we give in they dig in and set up lease
Can’t we have universal love and world peace
For just one day, I want everyone to stop all the hate
I want everyone to realize there’s a thing called fate
Why can’t there be a world made fully of smiles?
Why do journeys never stop, even if I travel for miles?
Yes, this is a cold world that we live in
Then I look ever deeper within
There is such sorrow, anger and madness
But I’m also filled with love and happiness
As I walk through the trees, along the pathway in the park
I begin to see the beauty and realize it’s not so dark
This may not be one long happy journey
But it’s a trip along many paths that have good things to see
Winter, Spring, Summer and Fall
This walk through life, in this cold world
If we let it, grants us, all.
Steve Winwood - Back in the High Life ft. James Taylor and Sheryl Crow
An enlightened life spirals ever upward.
Pull me in…deeper into you…
Today we pause to remember the nearly 2,400 Americans who lost their lives at Pearl Harbor. (Image used courtesy of the United States Military)
As a boy of 11, I was told the story of why my great uncle Ed walked with a limp. He was stationed aboard the USS Arizona in Pearl Harbor. His brother, Bill, was stationed aboard the USS Detroit, also in Pearl Harbor. The USS Arizona was one of the most badly damaged ships in the attack while the Detroit was only lightly damaged, in comparison. When the Japanese attacked, my uncle Ed was in the engine room and was trapped beneath a pile of rubble which had fallen across his legs. His brother, seeing the damage that the Arizona had taken, with the help of other shipmates, was able to pull Ed from the sinking ship. A gift of life and good fortune that others were not able to receive, on that fateful and horrible day.
I passed by the Arizona 20 times during my tenure in the Navy and visited the memorial on 5 occasions. Each time I passed or visited, I thought of the gift of life that we have been given. Like my uncle Ed, I choose not to waste that awareness and I am thankful, everyday for the good as well as the bad that I have, do and will experience.
Art is a passion, expressed in many colors …
Flightis interruptis… ;))
I don’t merely wish to fuck you, to fuck you is oh so wonderful but quite banal, I wish to fill you. To fill you with something more, something deeper. The knowledge that you are special, loved, respected and wanted more than I can ever hope to express, in words.