Monday, August 3, 2009

Coffee Can Full of Coffin Nails


“Silence!” spoke the magic in the twinkling right before the storm hit…

It is in these moments of quiet contemplation that I search for words.


Making no ungraceful movements, to the untrained observer I would appear completely at one with the statue in whose shadow I am now embraced.


You see I am not alone…I am never alone.


For the words have been awaiting my return. The storm is their rejoicing, the songs they have been waiting to sing, and their celebration. They have found me once again, they have seen through all the dust that has accumulated and they know that I am coming. Shit, they are my words after all, I suppose they would have waited forever for my return.


It feels good to be recognized, to be known: they alone have recognized me!


Where I am going is of no greater consequence than where I have been…I know this now.


Soon I will be dancing on the shores of familiar soil.


The dancing, of course, is no less important than the feeling of having returned so fully that the ink permanently resides beneath my fingernails.

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

Childish Child-Like Likeness


I only want to deviate
I want to reach the norm...

I see no ready answers
No shape nor any form

The dreams that once
Showed me the light...

The wick is gone
For dark is night.

Monday, July 27, 2009

Random Intuition

Being stared at is not much worse than being ignored completely!

It is almost as difficult to get something accomplished when someone is breathing down your neck, as it is when no one cares or knows what you are up to altogether. We could all use a little support, a little encouragement, a little guidance, but do not expect us to know when we have had too little or not nearly enough.

Practice the art of guessing and hope that occasionally you are correct.

Saturday, July 25, 2009

Anti-Nike

Drastic life-changing decisions should not be made in the heat of the moment. It is a metaphysical framework that one should consider equivalent to the axiom warning us against shopping for groceries on an empty stomach.


Don’t Do It!


If a drastic life-changing decision affects you and you alone; well you do in fact have a right to screw up your own life. However, relatively few actions impact only ourselves.


Most actions directly or indirectly involve those we care about or at the very least those that care about us. So instead of acting irrationally, take a deep breath and pause. Consider involving all the players in the game and talk about the options.


You can always jump off a bridge tomorrow.


For now just take a nice long walk barefoot on a sandy beach during a west coast sunset.

Friday, July 17, 2009

Imagi Fantabulo!


(Pronounced: Ee—mah—gee Fawn—tah—boo—loh)


Come ride with me for a simple moment.

The word of the day is “imagi fantabulo!”

It may seem like an entirely made up phrase filled with made up words, and on some level you would be correct.

However, if you attempt saying it with a slightly italiano dialectico (<-another made up phrase) you might begin to enjoy the sound of your own voice.

Now close your eyes and take a ride with me to the world of imagi fantabulo!

Say it out loud with passion in your voice three times--spin in two one-and-one-fourteenth semi-circles, and click your heels (you should be wearing heels of course).

Are we there yet?