For the respect. For the love.

It doesn't matter if you win or lose it's how you have fun.




There are times that it doesn't matter whether or not you're going to see some people again. What's important is the expression of the respect you have for yourself.

A good weekend.

The finer things are so because we take the time to appreciate them.
The finer things are so because we put credence in them.
Finer things are given the attention that everything deserves.
Everything is better when we give it our time.
It is finer due to the focus.
Something that is distasteful becomes better when we're centered on it.
Intensity in the mind creates beauty.
Intensity in the mind creates warmth.
With our minds centered everything is beautiful.
The key to beauty is the attention we place on the object.





"Tension is who you think you should be. Relaxation is who you are."
- Chinese proverb





Too many good thoughts escape me without paper and pen.

Country, art & faith, but not exactly.

We have a government for the sole reason that we cannot trust ourselves or others to do what is right. Regardless how esteemed a society or individual is there is not an expectation to do right. This is the reason for rules, laws, contracts. Guidelines with enforcements to do right and be honest. A government.




We all have ideas. The trick to taking advantage of them is seeing them and knowing how to use them. Your voice is in your mind. The voice you hear when you're alone.





Belief Is not what's important. It is the action that determines the validity, good or evil, of a person. Belief does not save. Belief does not deem credence.

Follow-Up

Working on living
Hoping to be giving what I have.
Let it never run out.
I am to explore to give more.

“Every man’s work, whether it be literature or music or pictures or architecture or anything else, is always a portrait of himself.” —Samuel Butler

I've written a drunken letter.
I'll need to revise it.
I won't.
I did it to feel something.
Trust me I felt it
Just after I finished with the scotch
And started with the vodka.

Nothing.

I wonder if writers just have an urge to write.
The desire to put pen to paper
But with nothing to say.
A soul filled full with feelings.

Fuck it.
I don't have a point. shit.

They As Spiders

They are as spiders

Eight legs with four eyes.

One Eye for each pair of legs

Single pointed vision.

Four sets of legs

With which to trample freely.

One selfish eye,

Sees what it wants.

Four different styles of walking

Melancholy and glee

Anger and conceit

Appearing as individuals:

Looking like cyclops.

Acting like inhuman beings

to pantomime the charade.

We can see,

Oh yes, we can see!

The gifts of sight

Given through great contemplation.

I hope these people don't make our nation.

The churches and streets

Fill with the likes

Of that unsavory denomination.

I can see,

Oh yes, I can see!

My left eye screams.

My right eye dreams.

The quality of the spiders

Is apparent in the seams.

Get away from me

You brutes

You'll never see me as I am,

In the nude.

I can walk as well as you,

Still be clothed,

Still be true.

To the spiders I'll be alone.

Sit quiet and contemplate my future home.

If I want to walk with you

I'll become a snake.

My eyes will see,

I'll slither through.

This Is How It Is.

In preparing our future we create our present.

This needs to be deeply thought about.

As does everything.






Is trying to change ourselves in fact being someone that we aren't? 

Or is trying to change part of the development of our true personality?

The older I get the more importance I put on my values and principles.

Sometimes doing what seems apparent in undoing the knot only makes it worse.