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My November
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May 21, 2012 3:20 pm
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The signs were unmistakable now. Winter was fast approaching and Kat could feel the icy chill of late November in the air as she sat alone on a rocky outcropping overlooking the sea. For the past few weeks an inexplicable longing had consumed her and she found herself becoming distant and withdrawn, gradually moving further and further away from her friends and family and closer to a place where only distant memories and the annoying singularity of her thoughts remained. Her heart felt cold .. as cold as the frost that now covered the long dead grass around her - and she realized without much surprise that she had indeed been walking alone all this time. He had never been there at all - it was just an illusion played out with the clever use of smoke and mirrors. And when he left her she knew he had done so without a second thought, never once realizing just how much he was giving up. With a touch of bitterness she remembered his promise to always be with her and she laughed at how silly the words now sounded as they spilled onto the cold air of a dark winter afternoon.
With a melancholy howl a desolate November wind blew in off the water, playfully tugging at her hair before retreating, leaving shimmering ice crystals in it's wake. Kat's soul felt ensconced in a world of ice and snow, trapped deep within the reflection of her own disillusioned heart. Without even realizing it, she had slowly transformed herself from a beautiful young woman into a Princess of Ice, cold and untouchable, ruling over her kingdom from a frosty throne, refusing to let the sunlight touch her lest she suffer the pain of a broken heart once again. But she couldn't allow herself to take another chance - not this time. And after all she'd been through Kat vowed that never again would she so willingly give up so much - in return for so little.
She shivered under the thin jacket she wore, at a loss to explain why she had been drawn to this solitary watch. As she looked out over the sea, her gaze became far off and distant, her thoughts as tumultuous as the wind driven waves that slammed into the shore below. Out on the horizon she could see the ghostly outline of a ship being tossed about on the winter waves. From her perspective on the rocky hillside it seemed no bigger than a child's bath toy - yet she knew it must be massive. As it moved silently through the shifting fog, Kat could discern the shape of a cargo ship returning late in the season from it's voyage East. She watched as the vessel was tossed mercilessly from side to side by the towering swells that pounded relentlessly against it's bulky frame. The rough motion of the waves triggered something in Kat's memory and she struggled for a moment to grasp the elusive thought before it could slip away but it was already too late.
Ever since her return from Serenity Beach last February, Kat had not been the same. She knew there was something wrong and she had fought hard against the desire to retreat inside herself and lock the door. But somewhere along the way she had lost the battle and now all that was left was a vague resemblance of the woman she used to be. She found trust an impossible word, hard to believe and harder still to accept. To open herself up to another had always been difficult - but now it was downright impossible. She was dismayed to realize the toll that love had taken and she cried for the loss of her innocence. Her tears froze in the cold November air and her heart ached for him so much now that it took her breath away. Why could she not forget him ... and why did this love continue to hold her long after he was gone?
God there were so many questions still left to answer, but darkness was beginning to fall and the wind was tugging at her sleeve like an anxious child craving attention. Kat looked up at the slate grey skies overhead and whispered a silent prayer that someday she might see the sun again. The winter ahead was going to be long, of that she was sure but it couldn't last forever. One day the ice would melt and the warmth of love would lead her home again .. a love strong enough and powerful enough to ignite the spark within her heart once more.
Here I stand
Without an overcoat in January
Where did I go wrong?
I try to smile
But my heart's a heavy load to carry
Baby now you're gone
Maybe there's a way to stop
The rain before it's falling
Maybe I'm a fool to even try
But I can't say goodbye
How can I walk away
When my heart wants you to stay
And I can't tell you why
I know the feelings gone
And I know I should be strong
But I just can't say goodbye
Here I go
Running after dreams and chasing rainbows
Trying to hold on to your heart
I made it through another lonely night
Just thinking of you
I long to be right where you are
Maybe there's a way to stop
The hands of time from turning
Maybe it just hurts too much to try
But I can't say goodbye
How can I walk away
When my heart wants you to stay
And I can't tell you why
I know the feelings gone
And I know I should be strong
But I just can't say goodbye
Maybe there's a way to stop
The rain before it's falling
Maybe I'm a fool to even try
I can't say goodbye
How can I walk away
When my heart wants you to stay
Oh yeah
And I can't tell you why
Yes I know the feelings gone
And I know I should be strong
But I just can't say goodbye
No I just can't say goodbye
Just Can't Say Goodbye
Lionel Richie
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Online
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May 12, 2012 11:06 am
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This one goes out to all those "online romeos" that we see everyday in the IFF chat rooms and blogs. I don't think I need to mention any names .. cause you definitely know who you are!
I work down at the Pizza Pit
And I drive an old Hyundai
I still live with my Mom and Dad
I'm 5 foot 3 and overweight
I'm a scifi fanatic
A mild asthmatic
Never been to second base
But there's a whole 'nother me
That you need to see
Go checkout MySpace
Cause online I'm out in Hollywood
I'm 6 foot 5 and I look damn good
I drive a Maserati
I'm a black belt in karate
And I love a good glass of wine
It turns girls on that I'm mysterious
I tell them I don't want nothing serious
Cause even on a slow day I can have a three way
Chat with two women at one time
I'm so much cooler online
So much cooler online
When I get home I kiss my Mom
And she fixes me a snack
And I head down to my basement bedroom
And fire up my Mac
In real life the only time I've ever even been to L.A.
Is when I got the chance with the marching band
To play tuba in the Rose Parade
Online I live in Malibu
I pose for Calvin Klein, I've been in GQ
I'm single and I'm rich
And I've got a set of six pack abs that would blow your mind
It turns girls on that I'm mysterious
I tell them I don't want nothin serious
Cause even on a slow day I can have a three way
Chat with two women at one time
I'm so much cooler online
Yeah I'm cooler online
When you got my kind of stats
It's hard to get a date
Let alone a real girlfriend
But I grow another foot and I lose a bunch of weight everytime I login
Online
I'm out in Hollywood
I'm 6 foot 5 and I look damn good
Even on a slow day I can have a three way
Chat with two women at one time
I'm so much cooler online
Yeah, I'm cooler online
I'm so much cooler online
Yeah, I'm cooler online
Yeah, I'm cooler online
Yeah, I'll see ya online
Brad Paisley
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Only Love Remains
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Apr 25, 2012 8:25 pm
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This one's for my little blue buddy, Jose.
"Death is nothing else but going home to God,
The bond of love will be unbroken for all eternity"~Mother Teresa
Today I lost my best friend, my soul companion, my joy. To say I was blessed to have him in my life is nothing short of an understatement, for to me he was the most precious of all God's creatures. The physical embodiment of what pure and unconditional love should be.
I called him my angel, for my sweet friend knew what it was to be humble. Everyday was a gift to be cherished and he lived his life with purpose, bringing a smile to the faces of those who knew him best. And although he was beautiful, I'm sure he never understood the extent of that beauty, not even in his wildest dreams. It was easy to see that he wasn't interested in the physical. Why should he be? Simple wisdom had taught that above all else it's a loving heart beating wild that makes us who we really are - and a soul is the only thing of value. The body was never meant to last forever.
He was my port in every storm, my oasis in a desert of uncertainty and he "walked" beside me when times were hard. He understood the value of living a peaceful life and each day he strived to find nothing more than simple happiness. He never wanted nor asked for anything other than the most basic act of human kindness - a place to be loved and someone to care. In exchange, his love was strong and true. I have never known another creature like him, and I probably never will again. He was one in a million.
Jose, you have given me so much to be thankful for, but most of all I thank you for being my friend. Love is truly a Universal force, a powerful energy that binds us together no matter where our earthly journey may take us. And when all is said and done and there's nothing left to do but lock the door and say goodbye, there can really be no separation after all. Because as long as I hold you close in my heart .. you will forever and always be a part of me.
No separation is ever final where the strength of our love endures.
Fly, fly little wing
Fly beyond imagining
The softest cloud, the whitest dove
Upon the wind of Heaven's love
Past the planets and the stars
Leave this lonely world of ours
Escape the sorrow and the pain
And fly again
Fly, fly precious one
Your endless journey has begun
Take your gentle happiness
Far too beautiful for this
Cross over to the other shore
There is peace forevermore
But hold this memory bittersweet
Until we meet
Fly, fly do not fear
Don't waste a breath, don't shed a tear
Your heart is pure, your soul is free
Be on your way, don't wait for me
Above the Universe you'll climb
On beyond the hands of time
The moon will rise, the sun will set
But I won't forget
Fly, fly little wing
Fly where only angels sing
Fly away, the time is right
Go now, find the light
Fly
Celine Dion
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A Dedication
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Apr 14, 2012 11:58 am
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"It's hard to forget someone who gave you so much to remember."
I'm just a face in the crowd
You probably don't know me as I don't stand out
And I'm sure your heart doesn't beat for me
No
And when you're cold and lonely
They are not my arms you long to feel around you
To keep you safe and warm
No, I'm just a face in the crowd you can't see
Save a little love for me
Save a little love for me, yeah
Save a little love for me, yeah, yeah, yeah
And I'll save my love for you
My face in the crowd
I don't know your name, and you don't know mine
Yet I'm wearing our initials round this heart of mine
I don't need no proof to know that you are there
Yeah
My heart is strong and my wings are wide
I'm true to all my colors and I wear them all with pride
I am your face, your face in the crowd
So save a little love for me, yeah
Save a little love for me, yeah
Save a little love for me, yeah, yeah, yeah
'Cause I'll save my love for you, my face in the crowd
In the twilight sometimes we meet
Just before we wake or as we fall asleep
I still can't see your face and I know you can't see mine
But I can feel your heartbeat, you can hear my voice
You touch my soul and my soul touches yours
And we make a promise somewhere down the line
Somewhere down the line
So save a little love for me, yeah
Save a little love for me, yeah
Save a little love for me, yeah, yeah, yeah
And I'll save my love for you
All my love, my love, my face in the crowd
I don't know the color of your skin
But I've felt the love that lies within
And I'm sure I know without a doubt
I'll find your face in the crowd
I'll never let this feeling slide
And no one can put my faith aside
I'm sure I know without a doubt
I'll find your face in the crowd
Your face in the crowd
I'll find your face in the crowd
Oh, your face in the crowd
I'm just a face in the crowd
You probably don't know me as I don't stand out
Face in the Crowd
Lionel Richie & Trijntje Oosterhuis
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Woodstock
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Apr 12, 2012 9:07 pm
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Nineteen Sixty Nine - A much simpler time? A more innocent place? ... who knows, perhaps. If you compare it to where we are now, it most certainly was. It was a year that embraced the hippie movement and anti-establishment attitudes prevailed. "Free Love" was rampant and heavily endorsed, and people were all about letting go of the material and living off the land. On July 20, 1969 the world bore witness to one of man's crowning achievements. American astronaut Neil Armstrong became the first human to set foot on the Moon, uttering those immortal words "that's one small step for man, one giant leap for mankind."
As the 60's drew to a close, Charles Manson was captured on the Barker Ranch, inflation rose at a record rate, anti-war demonstrations increased as opposition to the Vietnam War grew .. and music that would have a lasting impact on the world came from groups like the Doors, Led Zeppelin, Janis Joplin and the Beatles. It was also during the summer of '69 that the most famous music festival of all time took place. Woodstock was borne on the New York farm of Max Yasgur, locking down its place in the history books when more than 400,000 avid music fans gathered to see groups like The Who, Jimi Hendrix and the Grateful Dead perform. Also on the roster that day, beginning their set at 3AM on a Monday morning, was folk rock supergroup Crosby Stills Nash & Young (CSN&Y). And from that group came my most favorite song of the decade entitled simply "Woodstock".
Here's to welcoming the weekend with arms wide open, kicking back and enjoying some of the best music ever made.
Well I came upon a child of God
He was walking along the road
And I asked him, tell me where are you going?
This he told me
He said I'm going down to Yasgur's farm
Going to join in a rock and roll band
Got to get back to the land
And set my soul free
We are stardust, we are golden
We are billion year old carbon
And we've got to get ourselves
Back to the garden
Well then can I roam beside you?
I have come to lose the smog
And I feel myself a cog
In something turning
And maybe it's the time of year
Yes, said maybe it's the time of man
And I don't know who I am
But life is for learning
We are stardust, we are golden
We are billion year old carbon
And we've got to get ourselves
Back to the garden
We are stardust, we are golden
We are billion year old carbon
And we've got to get ourselves
Back to the garden
By the time we got to Woodstock
We were half a million strong
And everywhere was a song and a celebration
And I dreamed I saw the bomber jet planes
Riding shotgun in the sky
Turning into butterflies above our nation
We are stardust, we are golden
We are caught in the devil's bargain
And we've got to get ourselves
Back to the garden
Woodstock
Crosby Stills Nash & Young
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Songbird
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Apr 10, 2012 4:38 pm
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You know how sometimes you can read something - and somehow (for whatever reason) it resonates within you .. and you can relate to every word scribbled painfully across the page? This is one of those times .. this is one of those stories .. and these words are the heartfelt creation of a kindred soul. One who knows how it feels at that exact moment when you make the decision to walk away.
Listen,
I tried so desperately to let go of you. To kick you out of my heart, my mind, my dreams. I tried my hardest for you. I tried my hardest for me. And I succeeded .. for awhile. I ignored the tug at my heart everytime I saw you hug her instead of me. I ignored the jealousy that would start to flair up when you laughed with some other girl, or when you tickled her. I was so used to being the one you would always have your hands on. So used to it being between us. Absent mindedly touching each others arms, playing with bracelets, rubbing your back, you tickling me torturously. And you not .. was weird and different and new. I didn't like it. So I became numb to it. I didn't let it affect me (at least not where anyone can see). And eventually it became habit. I fully convinced myself I was over you. I didn't need you like that. I stopped wanting you that way. So I allowed myself to flirt with you more because it was just so much easier that way. I let some of my caution go - and you put up a wall. Suddenly I wasn't allowed to see the beautiful complex garden that was your heart. I lost the key - and it killed me. I asked why you resented me being near you. You said you didn't. I was just too close .. you didn't want her hearing anything. I told you over and over again it didn't mean anything - and I meant it.
But that was then .. now I'm not so sure. Because now I'm having these weird aches for you to tickle me again - or play with my back .. or not let you go when you hug me (which is so rare in comparison to how many times you used to hug me). It's not like you aren't still a huge part of my life. I mean you are and will be for a long time my best friend. But I think there will always be a part of me that will love you that way .. that will subconsciously long for an "us". That will be jealous when you have a girlfriend. That will want you to hold me close and kiss me. And I know that to keep our friendship I'm going to have to give that up, or at least bury it down in the deepest darkest corners of my heart.
Ours is a good story. The kind that they make movies about. The love, anger, tears, attraction, long late night conversations. The pain, the friendship - and the best part is that we didn't even date. We went to school together since 6th grade but never really talked. Friendship circles and stuff like that. But I had a massive crush on you. Last year though by some really really perfect act of God we became the best of friends. And we fell for each other. I especially fell hard and fast. You were so perfectly imperfect .. but you had a bad relationship fall apart even worse the year before - so we talked about dating but never really tried it out. You were so cautious with your heart. I look back on it now and marvel at some of the things you allowed me to see .. making me ever more grateful for the chance and the trust to see them. I was reckless with my own. I pushed for it over and over again - and each time falling painfully. You broke my fall sometimes, soothing me .. talking sense into me - explaining the reasons I already knew .. reassuring me. Loving on me. And I tried so hard to give you as much of my emotional self as I could - but you would never let me .. you would always gently reject it, making taking it back so much harder. I wonder now if you were trying to protect me from pain you had already experienced. A pain that I was willing to go through if only you would be mine.
There are things you told me that would elate me, and to this day are still almost perfectly etched into my memory. And what a memory I have. You are my favorite, sweetest, most painful memory to this day. Eventually all that struggling wore us both out. Things happened and we both needed a chance to breathe, to untangle from this complex life. So we awkwardly continued a friendship as the summer lazily drifted by. Not surprisingly that didn't last long.
The first time I saw you over the summer I got hit with the feeling so hard that it damn near knocked me breathless. Watching you so happy, so glowingly lovely made me fall yet again. And I think you reconsidered it too. So one day totally jokingly I said we should go out .. and you told me how much that had scared you. We both laughed about it and I filed it away mentally. You always loved to play tricks on me and would scare me so bad I was close to tears. One day after a particularly frightful one I decided to get revenge. "Seriously babe, lets go out" were the words on a very fateful text. You didn't believe me for a long time, and the more I fake convinced you .. the more I honestly convinced myself. How quickly I realized I was quite serious about it. The timing was so terrible I was leaving for India that week. We danced around the idea - the solid idea of "us". Something that had always been avoided before. Sometime during this period of indecision we went to the movies. It was a great night. You put your arm around me. We held hands. And I felt so wonderfully safe in your arms. It just felt right. Eventually we made up our minds .. well mostly you, but your logic was so painfully true. You were right .. we would have been too serious. But sometimes I wonder about the better as friends, because until very recently, that wasn't working out too well either.
As of today I can't (and therefore won't like you). I'm promising this to us both. Neither of us can afford the emotional turmoil it puts us through - nor do we want it. As I walk away though, just know this. You will always be my first love. Darling, whatever happens in the future .. whether a repeat of that painfully beautiful past - or something as equally beautiful and new ... you will forever be engraved in my heart. It was yours first. Our story may have happened to others, but sweetheart, believe me it was one of a kind. Hand painted by two people who were scared .. and nervous .. and utterly not ready for the roller coaster it was.
Courtesy of "Le Love"
October 11th, 2010
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Voyage To The Infinite
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Apr 4, 2012 7:43 pm
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Imagine the potential that can be created from pure nothingness. Imagine taking a deep breath, and in that very breath, imagine yourself bearing witness to the beginning of time, the birth of the Universe - the genesis of the stars. Now turn your thoughts inward. Feel the infinite and timeless beauty of your soul. You are on a journey that began long before the beginning of recorded time. You have been alive in many forms and charted many destinies, in many different galaxies.
You have made history .. and you have learned from it. You are a being of light, made of pure energy and you understand that we are all connected .. we are all one. Even the constellations know your name and they echo its sacred vibrations. You feel the chant begin.
You are the awakening of consciousness - an understanding that began at the moment of your creation and which will continue on without end. Relax into the nothingness. Fall into the silence between the worlds. Watch this gap between the outgoing and incoming breath and treasure each empty moment of the experience.
Something sacred is about to be born.
There's a lot of things I understand
And there's a lot of things
That I don't want to know
But you're the only face I recognize
It's so damn sweet of you
To look me in the eyes
It's alright, I'm okay
I think God can explain
I believe I'm the same
I get carried away
It's alright, I'm okay
I think God can explain
I'm relieved, I'm relaxed
I'll get over it yet
The scent of vaseline
In the summertime
The feel of an ice cube
Melting over time
Well the world seems bigger
Than both of us
Yet it seems so small
When I begin to cry
It's alright, I'm okay
I think God can explain
I believe I'm the same
I get carried away
It's alright, I'm okay
I think God can explain
I'm relieved, I'm relaxed
I'll get over it yet
I'm so much better than you guessed
I'm so much bigger than you guessed
I'm so much brighter than you guessed
It’s alright, I'm okay
I think God can explain
I believe I'm the same
I get carried away
It's alright, I'm okay
I think God can explain
I'm relieved, I'm relaxed
I'll get off of your back
I think God can explain
I think God can explain
I think God can explain
I Think God Can Explain
Splender
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A Month of Sundays
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Mar 31, 2012 7:31 pm
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"..joy and sorrow are inseparable, together they come. And when one sits alone with you, remember that the other is asleep upon your bed." ~Kahlil Gibran
I feel like I'm drowning in ice water
My lips have turned a shade of blue
I'm frozen with this fear
That you may disappear
Before I've given you the truth
I bleed my heart out on this paper
For you
So you can see what I can't say
I'm dying here (I'm dying here)
Cause I can't say what I want to
I bleed my heart out just for you
I've always dreamed about this moment
And now it's here and I've turned to stone
I stand here petrified
As I look in your eyes
My head is ready to explode
I bleed my heart out on this paper
For you
So you can see what I can't say
I'm dying here
Cause I can't say what I want to
I bleed my heart out just for you
And it's all here
In black and white instead
For all the times
Those words were never said
I bleed my heart out on this paper
For you
So you can see what I can't say
I'm dying here
Cause I can't say what I want to
I bleed my heart out just for you
I bleed my heart out just for you
Hot Chelle Rae
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I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
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Mar 24, 2012 5:14 pm
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Have you ever found yourself wanting what you don't have? Do you ever look longingly at the grass on the other side of the fence and wish yours was just as green (if not greener)? I'm sure the thought has crossed your mind a million times, as it has for me too .. but in reality, how often is the grass really greener on the other side? For as long as there has been human existence, people have found themselves wanting what they don't have. Some to the point of not realizing the value of the things they already do. Which leads me into a conversation I had with a friend today. This friend and I - we had an instant connection right from the start, sharing many wonderful things in common. We both enjoy the same strange sense of humour that only a handful of people can understand and appreciate. We are both very creative people - and we both firmly believe that the mind is the most powerful secsual aide ever created. In fact, sometimes a mind foock is just as good as the real thing! Yes, the theatre of the mind can be a treasure house of amazing stuff if only we understand how to use it to its fullest potential. And I think that's one of the biggest things I love about him. With a few well chosen words he can take me to places I've never been, igniting the fire within me and setting my imagination free. More importantly, my friend understands that not all mind games are dangerous and destructive .. some can actually enhance a relationship, bringing two people even closer than they ever imagined. But I digress ...
The point I'm trying to make is that when you find yourself wishing for something you don't have, you have to stop and think - is it really better than what I've got? My friend in this case is married. I'm not. We text each other often, send emails and occasionally speak on the phone. But on the weekends and evenings, he has to be careful when he talks to me because he has a wife who wouldn't understand his having a female friend that he communicates with as often as he does me. So we are limited when it comes to "after hours" chat. I'm happy with that. I wasn't looking for anything beyond a good friend and an occasional "chat session" or two. I would never do anything with him physically that could harm his marriage. I respect him far too much for that.
Anyhow, as I was getting ready to leave for home after a long day at work, I texted him to say goodbye and he wrote back .. "ciao bella - I'll try to keep in touch but you know my situation." "Yes", I said .. "I know". In fact, I know far too well. I know there are times when he longs to be single again, able to come and go as he pleases and not have to answer to anyone about where he's been, with whom and for how long. And I know that he thinks about it often. How could he not? It's human nature after all. But truly, on the other side of the coin I think to myself, if he were single, does he realize what exactly he would be giving up? Sure the trade off seems more than tempting when you think about that proverbial "ball and chain" around your ankle, tethering you to each other till death do you part - but what about the flip side? Sure you can be spontaneous and go wherever you want, whenever you want and with whomever you want - your time is your own and you can fill it any way you want. And sure your money is your own and you don't have to share. Sure you have more time for hobbies and spontaneous vacation plans are not a problem. And a friendship with a member of the opposite secs is no longer something you feel the need to justify. But then again, what about all the pluses there are to being married? Like the warm feeling you get inside knowing there's someone waiting for you at the end of the day. Or what about the security of knowing there's someone who will take care of you when you're sick - or hug you when you're down .. or love you when you've lost all faith in yourself and the world. And what about the peace of mind that comes from knowing there's someone else who can pay the bills if you lose your job .. or the promise of permanency and unwavering stability.
Being single versus being married is not as cut and dried as it might seem and there are many gray areas still left to explore. For now .. I just let him be. He needs to figure this out for himself. I really can't help him with that. And for now (just for now) I'll put this aside and just enjoy the special bond we share.
This poem .. is for him.
The free bird leaps
On the back of the wind
And floats downstream
Till the current ends
And dips his wings
In the orange sun rays
And dares to claim the sky
But a bird that stalks
Down his narrow cage
Can seldom see through
His bars of rage
His wings are clipped
And his feet are tied
So he opens his throat to sing
The caged bird sings
With fearful trill
Of the things unknown
But longed for still
And his tune is heard
On the distant hill
For the caged bird sings of freedom
The free bird thinks
Of another breeze
And the trade winds soft
Through the sighing trees
And the fat worms waiting
On a dawn bright lawn
And he names the sky his own
But a caged bird stands
On the grave of dreams
His shadow shouts
On a nightmare scream
His wings are clipped
And his feet are tied
So he opens his throat to sing
The caged bird sings
With a fearful trill
Of things unknown
But longed for still
And his tune is heard
On the distant hill
For the caged bird sings of freedom
I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
Maya Angelou
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Chances
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Mar 17, 2012 10:30 am
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"Home could be anywhere when I'm holding you."
Chances are when said and done
Who'll be the lucky ones
Who make it all the way
Though you say I could be your answer
Nothing lasts forever
No matter how it feels today
Chances are we'll find a new equation
Chances roll away from me
Chances are all they hope to be
Don't get me wrong I'd never say never
Cause though love can't change the weather
No act of God can pull me away from you
I'm just a realistic man
A bottle filled with shells and sand
Afraid to love beyond what I can lose when it comes to you
And though I see us through yeah
Chances are we'll find two destinations
Chances roll away from me
Still chances are more than expectations
The possibilities over me
Eight to five, or two to one
Lay your money on the sun
Until you crash what have you done?
Is there a better bet than love?
What you are is what you bring
You gotta cry before you sing
Chances, chances
Chances lost are hopes torn up pages
Maybe this time
Chances are we'll be the combination
Chances come and carry me
Chances are waiting to be taken
And I can see
Chances are the fascination
Chances won't escape from me
Chances are only what we make them
And all I need
Chances
Five For Fighting
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