There’s a time to walk
There’s a time to think
A time to wonder
And a time to wink
But never a time to do nothing at all
Always having to be at someone’s call
Images and ideas always burning your mind
To be successful, and wonderful
Grateful and Kind
In a place where it’s safe
To be happy and free
At what cost does it come?
To do something
The young little lark build himself a nest
One he thought better than the rest
He bragged and he boasted to all of his friends
To pigeons and bluebirds, roosters and hens
A mockingbird heard these boasts from his perch
And flew to the crowd who sat around a birch
“Lies and deceit!” the mockingbird proclaimed
“Mine’s better by far if not the same!”
So the crowd followed the bird back to his nest
Where they easily saw it was obviously the best
The young little lark didn’t like this at all
He threw a great fit, the mockingbird’s nest swayed, then falled
After this the young lark lost all of his friends
But he was content with his best nest in the end.
The sounds of music play inside my head
Reminding me that I am not dead.
These sounds are merry and fill me with glee.
Much more so than from the outside you could see.
Tis not for ambiance, which you might think.
But if this notion were to be conceived
I’d smile and wink, and disagree naught.
For ‘twould be peevish to expostulate
But if, for some reason, music were to be stopped
The internal peace I maintain would cease
And an outward flux of All would ensue
And if, for some reason, passion was gone
And the would were to suffer in silence
I’d think not twice of invoking vice
As a final act of defiance
To work one’s whole life is a great success,
But a fool would assume other have not,
Endured the pain from which you now rest,
And now seek comfort, just as you’ve sought.
You give yourself greater value that all,
Value which you have not earned or received,
I wait for you off your horse to fall
And all other, your ignorance be freed
You think that you’re right, without exception
The most knowledgable and smart, indeed.
Delusion greatly clogs your perception
Brings self-imposed deception, I see.
So you might think, “I’m holier than thou.”
But thou art off by a very long way
If the truth were to be told, you’re scarcely endowed
I pity those who in your company stay
You care not whether I worry
Or that I feel your pain
Out of my life you wish to hurry
But my heart remains the same
I give you all. You give me naught.
I know this isn’t fair
But when you stand there by my side
I pretend you actually care
We go in circles every day
Yet logic’s far behind
From soft blue dawn to twilight’s grey
You’re always on my mind
We go in circles everyday
You’re always on my mind
A feeling grows inside my heart
As you and I, we, drift apart
This feeling overpowers my head
And makes me wish that I was dead.
But why such strong emotional pain
To block my thoughts and cloud my brain?
Out of this, I have not to gain.
Does my heart make me insane?
Alas, I myself cannot be sure
For I still, this pain endure
Although I think it would be best
For me to put my mind to rest
To move on to bigger and better things
And forget my love, and the pain it brings.
If there ever was a man of my sense,
Who felt emotion the same as I do,
Who possesses such a fervor as I,
I pity him, for his life shall be grim.
To care for someone’s life more that one’s own,
Leads only to sacrifice and degradation,
And without reciprocation,
Leads to painful thoughts and actions moreso.
Overzealous emotion consumes the mind,
Causing desire of bodily death,
As a means of escape from more painful things.
Which will haunt eternally.
Forever founding a feeling of regret,
Which will remain with you, and never fade.
Let’s talk about intention. If you intend to do something, and then don’t, then you’ve accomplished absolutely nothing. Intention is absolutely worthless in the world we live in. For example:
Husband: Honey I’m sorry I didn’t get you a birthday present, but if I had remembered as I intended to, you would have loved it!!
This conversation could end one of two ways; let’s see if you can choose the correct one:
1. Wife: Awwww!!! That’s so sweet that you would’ve gotten me something but didn’t! I love you Snugglemuffin!!
2. Wife: I’m taking the kids and we’re going to my mother’s.
Do you know which one actually happened? Do you?! Well neither of them actually happened they’re both hypotheticals, but number 2 is far more realistic even in its hyperbolic form.
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Look at those squiggles above!! They indicate a change in the subject matter, but not one so large as to constitute the information to be placed in a different post! Exciting!
Seriously though, we’ve had our giggles, now back to the subject at hand. Christmas presents. Or (Insert whatever gift giving holiday you celebrate here) presents. First of all if you ask someone what they want for Christmas, and then decide to go out and get them something completely different, what’s the point of asking? You implant false expectations in my… someone’s… mind which will only lead to disappointment which will have to be repressed because you have to be “grateful” and “it’s the thought that counts.”
No. Speaking exclusively to family members, it’s NOT the thought that counts. The only reason family members get each other Christmas presents on Christmas (with the exception of younger kids) is because they feel obligated to do so. They fulfilled their purpose by getting the present, but without any elation or excitement from the receiving end who has to act all “grateful” and whatnot. That defeats the purpose of Christmas, so either get people something that they want, or let them pick out their own Christmas present because selfishly “giving” in order to fulfill an obligation isn’t loving or nice or joyous or any other happy adjective you can think of. Couples, adults giving to younger children who get excited about everything, or close friends should be the only people giving out presents because they’re usually the only people who actually care about what their giving and who their giving it to. This would also cause a lot less stress around the holidays.
Well I’m out of analogies and rants about said topic for now. Leave a comment, but don’t intend to and then never do it. I shall see you all on my next post. Happy day and week and month and year and lifetime to all!
Hard hearts shatter when struck by a hammer
Tender hearts mold and adjust to the pressure
Closed minds retain the maladies of life
While open minds expand and grow with time
Evil thoughts lead to evil deeds
Which come back to you, eventually
The coldest heart cannot be warmed by fire
Or be at peace — without desire
Your body and soul shall forever suffer
Even success
Shall be short and sweet
The ground shall crumble
Beneath your feet
Then you’ll fall
Ice covers everything
At night, glowing blue
I have a coat — for warmth
I could stare forever at the ice
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Ticking, Spinning
All day long, every day
Every hour
and minute, and second
Ticking
Allgoodd