What You Want

Your reality is what you figure out. Mine is something entirely different. I hope tolerance plays a big role in yours.

If this world doesn't break your heart on some kind of regular basis, you're not paying attention. That or you're a psychopath by definition.

Love whenever and wherever you can. That's my only advice.

Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OTsUBXQ8PXg&list=RDOTsUBXQ8PXg&start_radio=1

 

Prove It

Does anybody else out there feel like a fraud? I suppose I was okay up until the second grade or thereabouts. They taught me to read and I read. Miss Gamon thought that maybe I should be double promoted from the first grade.

These days I don't do much of anything and I'm pretty good at it.

In between I've been asked over and over, "What do you do?"

I've passed myself off as a writer, a musician, an adult, a realtor, a hippie, a geographer, a promoter. I always look down and my palms start to sweat no matter my answer.

All I can tell you is that if I were a dog, I would be a mutt. My only aspiration would be to be called a good boy.

Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KECToh58X4o

 

Mister E

Maybe it's survivor's guilt. As I watch, along with you, the world unravelling, led sensationally by the USA, on the internet, I worry about the victims. The poor. The sick and the uninsured. The immigrants and the unemployed. The under-employed. I feel like I left just as the bottom of decency and compassion was dropping out.

For a man who was born in Alabama during the Segregation Forever era and came of age during the Viet Nam war times, nothing about this heartache is new. Of course more of the bullies have nuclear weapons now and we laugh at the quaint memories of "duck and cover."

We had rock'n'roll then. 

What's gonna get us through these times?  We could use some heroes.

Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Js2BJTJWaD8&list=RDJs2BJTJWaD8&start_radio=1

 

Mired In Ecstacy

The mind, mine at least, creates melodrama when left unsupervised for too long. Probably some evolutionary device to keep us from lounging in the middle of the road, thinking good, dirty thoughts.

Now, somehow, I've found paradise on a windy rock sticking up in the middle of the English Channel. One of the best parts of this adventure is the discovery that my neighbours, here in Portland, are aware that  we're in the best place. I'm a geographer, for heaven's sake. I don't take this for granted.

Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.