To those of you who made me hate . . . beware.
To those of you who made me hate . . . beware.
Dreams don’t have an expiry date.
Cologne on the neck
Of the man you adore
Perfume on the woman
You leave wanting more.
Rain on the grass
Just after a storm
Brilliant new flowers
The air silky and warm.
The breath on your cheeks
From a baby’s wee cough
A delicate moment
Where nothing is off.
The sight of a sunrise
Just kissing the sky
A snow covered lake
The air crisp, cold and dry.
The senses were meant
To be stirred and caressed
A stimulating moment
With which you are blessed.
Change is inevitable. Accepting it is not.
Our lives are measured by the articles we leave behind.
“Plus ca change, plus c’est la meme chose.
Things always sound better in French. It is a beautiful, lyrical language. Unfortunately, my ability to speak it is stuck at the high school level. But there are some phrases that most people know.
“The more things change, the more they stay the same.”
We see it again, and again, and again. There were wars when people had only just learned to walk. Then the Middle Ages, the industrial revolution, the modern age, the nuclear age. We can’t seem to stop fighting. Why? If you have something I want, I can just make another. And then we would both have what we want. We live in an age when almost everything is available. I don’t like the way you do things. So, I won’t watch. There’s always a solution to a problem if you’re willing to look for it. But it seems to be easier to hate.
Too many people live in the ‘now’ and are only capable of satisfying the needs they have in this second. They are not capable of seeing a future for us all. And that leads to shortsighted and selfish decisions that hurt other people.
I enjoy living in the ‘now’ and relishing each moment but I am also able to see a future and those working to ensure that the future is tenable. It is the ‘now’ that will dictate the ‘then’. Have I confused you yet?
We want our species to continue. We want all the other species on the planet to continue. We want the planet to continue. But we also want to maintain our lifestyle, to maintain a relationship, to keep getting the coffee we love. (Okay I don’t love coffee but it is the drink of the masses so it works in this context) We like continuity. But to maintain that continuity we must allow change.
I know it seems like I’ve going off my meds or I’m smoking something funny but this does make sense. In order to maintain the lives we have, we cannot sustain the practices we are doing which will ultimately cause a cessation of everything. Does that make sense?
I’m pretty sure I’m going to make it through my life without too much hardship but it is coming. Our children and our children’s children we’ll be paying the price for our arrogance. Will they have an air to breathe, clean water to drink? Will they have jobs, partnerships, ideals, hope?
By fixing up the present we can guarantee the future. Is that too much to ask?
It seems only fair to dream when reality is so unreal!
Conspiracy theorists are the modern-day version of ‘the little boy who cried Wolf’.
Why do people look for things to offend them?
I think I have forgotten
Some memories from my past
So many decades have gone by
I knew they wouldn’t last
I’m standing in the kitchen
There’s something I must do
I know that I would do it
If I only knew
I hope the ones not kept
Are the ones I’d like to lose
There’s the time I let it out
That is one I’d choose!
I think I’ll keep that time
That kinda made me laugh
Oh, then there is the meeting
I had with that giraffe!
Maybe I’ll remember
The fun times I have had
So many things that I have done
Things that made me glad
I’m standing in the bedroom
And I don’t remember why
Silly little memories
Seem to have gone bye
The reason I’m forgetting
May be me getting old
All the years behind me
And my future’s going gold
Every day’s a new day
When I’ve forgotten all the rest
Every day is wonderful
And still I think I’m blessed!
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