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I wasn’t planning n posting anything else today.  I’ve been up since 830 and haven’t said one word yet…   I like that.  I’ve been editing post yet unposted, and chillin, listening to some good tunes.  When I heard this…….Why does Colin Hay always speak to me….. I don’t know what it means, I can’t peg my perspectives view of the song.  All I know is, if I wrote gooder I could have written it myself.

Hold on to My Hand – Colin Hay (listen here)

You say you don’t believe in sorrow
Then why are you so sad?
There’s no need to fear tomorrow
It’s never quite that bad

You have such heart, you’re the precious one
And you will have your day
I know there is no justice now
There’s nothing left to say

If you don’t believe in the setting sun
If you’ve lost your faith in the holy one
If you’re feeling like you need a friend
You can hold on
Yes you can hold on
Hold on to my hand
Don’t let go

If you’re with the one you care for
And you wake up in the middle of the night
If she’s the one you hold a prayer for
You keep the candle bright

If her body’s weak, but her heart is strong
If you feel the heat, as the day is long
If you’re just a boy, trying to be a man
You can hold on
Yes you can hold on
Hold on to her hand
She will understand

I have no explanation
Why this train it just rolls along
Why it pulls into this particular station
And stays just a little too long
If I miss the train, as it pulls away
Cos’ I drank too much, and slept into the day
If I run alongside, and reach out my arm
Will you hold on, yes will you hold on
Yes will you hold on
Hold on to my hand
Hold on to my hand
Hold on to my hand

If you don’t believe in the holy one
If you’ve lost your faith in the setting sun
If you’re feeling like you need a friend
You can hold on
Yes you can hold on
Hold on to my hand
Yeah

Hold on to My Hand ~ Colin Hay

Every Lonliness a Pinnacle

All is still present in aloneness.

Judgement, love, hate, discontent.

But all in form.                         In balance.

No one ever controls any given moment.

Value is placed, based on current place,                      time,                                       environment.

No one else dictating reality or truth.

You are left with your own.                                                  It’s easy here,

even when it is hard,

simple when complicated,                                             and clear when confusing.

This is not an attempt at obscurity,                                           or vague random thought,

it’s true.

With the clarity that comes in this space

answers may not come,

but the inherent truth is that it is rarely as clear, as easy way or hard way.

It is a balance of opposites.

And how that balance settles is only clear when the pressure of thought or speech is not required.

To allow true self honesty & to fully detach from everything and everyone.

You are left with your own truth, in all it’s obscurity.

No man is an an island, but every loneliness a pinnacle.

…

…

….or a woman, if you are on……

For Amy

give |giv|

verb ( past gave |gāv|; past part. given |ˈgivən|)

1 [with two objs. ] freely transfer the possession of (something) to (someone); hand over to.

• bestow (love, affection, or other emotional support).

• administer (medicine).

hand over (an amount) in exchange or payment; pay

• place a specified value on (something)

To give without take is to degrade yourself.  To be nice and kind does not require a complete removal of self.  Our society pedestals the selfless act, where the selfless act does not exist.  The woman who dedicates her entire life to an orphanage in a 3rd world country, does deserve praise, and honor, but don’t think it’s selfless.  She does it because she feels needed, because she feels valued, and possibly because she likes the praise and honor.

take |tāk|

verb ( past took |toŏk|; past part. taken |ˈtākən|) [ trans. ]

1 lay hold of (something) with one’s hands; reach for and hold

• [ trans. ] remove (someone or something) from a particular place

• consume as food, drink, medicine, or drugs

• capture or gain possession of by force or military means

• dispossess someone of (something); steal or illicitly remove

• subtract

• occupy (a place or position)

So it goes with our daily lives, our connections, relationships and burdens.  To some degree we accept them all, and it’s completely acceptable to say when your ‘take’ isn’t adequate.  People to people have a value.  If in any relationship your value is below your going rate, change it.  Don’t sell yourself short (I’m not making the economic reference intentionally).  A carpenter doesn’t purchase wood, glue, nails, and tools, create a fine work and sell it at a loss.  We have an emotional value we place on ourselves and we should be comfortable, saying when we are being short changed.

So to give…..be giving.  Give without asking for anything in return.  But take what you need, or stop giving.

Cause it’s Awesome

It’s awesome!
Why else!?!

Something Simple

I used to do this with an old friend of mine.  We would build songs together 3000 miles apart, just posting and adding to what the other did.

I haven’t done it in a while & thought some of you write or want to write your own music/ lyrics.  So why not expand my experience outside the 2 person confines I’ve used in the past.  If it’s something your into, cool, use it and let me know what you come up with.

I’ve been using it for creating songs outside this specific music, it just gets me thinking.

It is just 8 simple parts layered together and repeated.  It is by no means perfect & I have yet to create any changes or builds to it.  It is basically the same 8 bars repeated 10 times.

C – Em in Progress

(it should be downloadable, just right click and save as)

The Dream

It’s 3:33  HA!!

The screen burns my eyes

Awoken……………         from a dream.  Frightened to fall back in, but it’s no nightmare.

It’s groundbreaking,not in this revelation, but in the acceptance that going back to sleep means hoping to return.  It shouldn’t come as a surprise.  At my most unrestrained I allow myself to the places I’ve guarded against.

It was just very real tonight

That’s okay.  At the very least it came with great music.  It’s rare that I remember music from a dream.  I wish that would happen more.

Yeah, it was a good dream………….

………………but I’m not going there again……………..

Say What…. a beep dee boo bop

It’s come to my attention of late that I, perhaps, come across a tad ‘down’ in this blog. Well that’s not how my life really is. It’s true aspects of my life kinda suck, and it monopolizes my free time headspace, which coincidentally is when I usually write. But, my life isn’t bad. In fact, I’m pretty happy most of the time and there are big parts of my life that make me quite happy. So, to all those happy parts of my life…..thanks, and this ones for you!

Happy Songs……………..

1. Collection of Stamps – I’m From Barcelona
2. The city is a Drag – Hawksley Workman
3. Skinny Love – Bon Iver
4. Weathervane – The Absent Arch
5. Little Plastic Castle – Ani DiFranco
6. Keep The Faith – Bon Jovi
7. Stranger Than Fiction – Bad Religion
8. Open Heart Surgery – The Brian Jonestown Massacre
9. Beautiful World – Colin Hay
10. Lovers in Japan – Coldplay
11. Nanci – Toad The Wet Sprockett
12. At The Zoo – Simon & Garfunkel
13. Dear John – Loney, Dear
14. The Remedy – Jason Mraz
15. Can’t Get Enough Of Your Love – Barry White…….(AW YEAH!)

They aren’t necessarily happy lyrically, but they are happy songs to me……..

Complacent Complusion Idle

I have lost that freedom I once loved.
To walk and taste freedom
Whatever form freedom takes, I’ll accept it.
It’s not any cage that holds me now
The bars merely my own sense of responsibility
I built this, and continue to build this
Despite seeking refuge, never allowing it a place in this life.

Mysteriously seeking one.
The form changes, but at the core it’s always the same
To name it is too much
I know that this constant struggle against the compulsion of a single desire,
Is a compulsion all it’s own, but a form I prefer.
I find a dark satisfaction in pain – because pain comes from this.
It’s the only acceptable way I can let this motivate my life.

It is suddenly clear that I am that man,
The man that claims continued life changes, but never takes them.

It’s time to step in a new direction
And seek that which may never be found
but needs to be the destination.
They say the joy is in the journey,
I don’t know.
If the destination is clear, then the journey means nothing.

I hate the life is a highway metaphor
sadly it works.
The fact is my current road has a clear end in the relatively near future.
It ends violently, impulsively, or is very long and bumpy
But a new path is imminent.
Just need to choose the right exit
……….okay enough with that

Here’s the problem
It’s not torment, I wish it was.
I wish I was in absolute anguish.
But, I’m more like the walking dead,
I almost don’t care anymore
Which is exactly what I need to avoid now
Complacency is why I’m in deeper now than ever

I have no solution
But to change myself, MAN UP! and deal.
I cast blame nowhere but on myself.
Im where I am now because of what I never said years ago
I guess it’s time………

Steps

The step
to move in a direction
choice laden with no thought
others stop
no movement
still

The turn of the head
the close of the eyes
the pause
A step to stop
But moves more than words

The fight
it’s inside and still outside
it shines under that shade
motion fake
eyes stopped and stared.

It’s there
wrong and right
in plain view
no mention
no motion

To step
to move in a direction
choice laden with intent
with thought
with purpose

Something New

K, so…..

I have a couple things I’ve written that I kinda want to post, but I’m trying something new.  So, maybe tomorrow.

Hahaha….this was a pointless post.

Scratched an itch I guess……..