Because of this (above) I’m free. That’s right, I can basically say what I want without worrying it’s leading someone to something else because of the band on my hand. This band gives me the excuse why I can’t be with you even as everything else might have had you walking my way. I’m free to be myself completely without worrying where it might lead me unless I forget …what I was wearing.
FOOTNOTE- My ring though is very clear to me.
When one swims with a shark they never know when they will BITE!!! This is what makes it so exciting whether it be in the water or on the land. The incredible exhilaration is when you are oh so close and can still swim away. Swimming with sharks is not what one normally wants to do but nobody really knows what’s in their ocean so best be ready and make sure you just keep swimming. Sharks are there ready to take a bite even if it’s just in your head.
They hate me even if I don’t speak a word. It could be where I came from, what I’ve been given, my faith, or just a perception that is far from reality that burns their 
heart. The rage only intensifies when “words” come out that don’t fit their vernacular, culture, or accent. They hate me not only for whom I am but for whom they think I can become and what supposed power I’ll be able to “control over them”. The truth doesn’t matter just the rage in their heart. There is nothing I can do to stop the haters just be the best person I can be even as this can fuel some of their “fires”. Life may not be fair but so is blind hate that has no picture except in the viewers mind.
In my day job very few look up to me but after hours my world sparkles. I work an honest day for honest pay yet after hours it’s who I know that counts. The truth is although I get insight from a higher power I pick up many others facts from a Ph.D. along my path as well. Many come from near and far to hear the insight that is provided on my path after the floors are swept but ignore who is actually sweeping. I’m like Superman with a mop instead of glasses unknown till I put down my broom and sweep away to the exit.
FOOTNOTE- Sometimes those with the greatest knowledge are the ones we ignore.
It appears that lately whatever is old is ** new again**. I saw it occur with Kate Bush’s “Running Up The Hill” which we could blame (depending on your perspective) on this years Stranger Things Season but now it’s Beach Weather “Sex, Drugs,etc” which I can’t find an excuse for. This song all of sudden is climbing up the Alternative Music charts when it probably should have been left to linger in the past. How does a song that is so mediocre all of a sudden gain traction? Moreover, does this mean a mediocre blog post I’ve written years ago can suddenly become fashionable today? As an artist, I guess one never knows when the world will actually notice one’s art I guess that is why we keep creating.
“Coffee Cookie” will be the one cookie infused with the delicious flavor of coffee that still crunches instead of sogs. It will be a cookie that provides you not only great taste but a bit of extra energy to get through the day. The cookie will come in all your favorite Coffee flavors Vanilla, Hazel Nut, Carmel etc. “Coffee Cookie” isn’t it time your sweet tooth went for a run.
What’s your problem? Hum, can’t a squirrel get some pizza once in a while? Especially one with the sauce who could resist? Of course, mama made it with some fresh Pepperoni but this is some Kosher house so it will due. Next time though the crust could be a bit more cruncher. Oh well can’t complain too much in today’s inflationary times a free slice is especially delicioso!!
FOOTNOTE- Sorry to say this is a true story and I have the Pizza box to prove it.
The Torah/Bible speaks about how the greatest in the land must feel some responsibility for the death of a stranger in their land. For maybe if they provided them shelter from the storm or food to sustain them their destiny could have been entirely different. Closing our eyes doesn’t make the image go away. G-D know that each and eveyone of us is important even those deemed strangers by those in power and therefore must be protected as if the whole world depended on it.
I’m sorry but we’re going to have to let you go. You know you’ve been warned before as you didn’t fulfill many of your contractional/constitutional duties whether it be leaving our troops in harm’s way in Afghanistan, leaving the door wide open at our border, weaponizing the justice system against those you disagreed with the list goes on and on but last night you pulled out your own straw. One thing you continued to say even after these complete utter failures is you’ll bring us together really Joe give us a break.
Demonizing hard-working employers that you work for as a “public servant” is complete and utter insubordination. I know these employers and they are good caring people who love this country, the constitution, and even those they disagree with. Come on man, you know you’ve crossed the line and now it’s time to pack your bags while we cheer for Brandon instead.
One of the survival techniques is just one-word “forgiveness”. I generally don’t need the other word “sorry” to live and let live for having a heavy heart makes my journey much darker to get through. Some might feel that this will take the fire from my heart but instead, it allows my ignition to spread for forgiveness doesn’t mean forgetfulness just moving to a bigger target instead. Letting go of what might be burning me soothes my soul so I can go farther even when lost in the deepest woods.