Ferris Wheel

Baby lets skip town…

Baby lets skip town and see things we never saw before

And do things we’ll never do again

A place where no one at all keeps score 

And knowing a friend of a friend is how we’ll get in
Baby we’re going…

Baby we’re going and I’m full of fright

We might get lost and never make it 

Quiet down, the wolves hunt at night,  

And a promise is a promise, don’t you ever break it
Baby we’re here…

Baby we’re here and I have no clue what to say

Other than things are still a mess 

Oh we came all this way

When in all honesty, 

we really should have never left

The kid that never was

(Written-September 28,2015)

(Written-April 13th, 2017)

Sometimes you just have to go with no direction and no plans purely just to wage war against stagnation. Tommorow has always been my problem, because when I get there, there’s always another one as far as I know. Days to weeks, weeks to months, months to etc… You understand. I wasn’t blessed with the gift to be two places at once or see multiple outcomes of different dicisions, I can only see what I did yesterday or yesteryear and then maybe adjust my course ahead after reviewing everything in hindsight. All of us are pilgramiging to death and someone decided to linearly chronograph everything until we get there, perhaps to know if we have enough time to wait at chipotle before we kick the big bucket. Would not knowing an approximate time of how much life you have left with age make you more or less worried? How important is everything? Your friends, your stuff, to know that one day all of those memories you have, you’ll take with you, albeit the photographs and video the random number of years they stay around until they’re forgotten too. Is trying extending your presence on this planet, past your presence, worth the trouble? Maybe life is like the wind, it’s there, you feel it and before you know it, it’s gone until the next wind comes along. How about turning into stars when we die, just to see what we miss after we’re gone. Imagine everyone that died before the cell phone was invited or the holy grail of all inventions this time period, “the internet”. Life can be a big bag of everything and nothing at the same time and even though I ask why all of the time, I’m grateful to be here.  

Puntin’ the almighty bucket….going .. going ..going…ITS GOOD!

NOVEMBER 20, 2014 

(Today 2/27/2017 – somewhere south responding to email for an interview with a print and online magazine to possibly write for them, currently have 2 paid writing positions) 
From the minute you are conceived, inherently you are beginning to die. Amazing world we live in right? Ready or not the timer on how long you have on this planet is ticking before you even are aware of an existence outside of an internal cavity in your mother. My personal speculation on why we aren’t classified as 9months old when we are born is because technically fetuses aren’t classified as human, but that’s another debate on ethics within itself(save for later). Since we are aware that we are living to die, why do we intentionally or unintentionally waste time not doing the things we really want to do? We wait our entire lives to retire to be able to do things we dream of doing only to arrive at the conclusion we are too old or too tired to care anymore. Being the age to retire means new problems you may have not had several decades ago. How many times have you heard a coworker retire after talking about traveling only to pass away a week after retiring. The joke is on you. Life literally stops for no one. Life does not care about your situation or well-being. Life can be your biggest adversary if you let it. Why wait until you’re full of arthritis and lung cancer to run along the coastlines of the beautiful beach in that beautiful country you’ve always wanted to be. The majority of regret from people who are old comes from not what they DID do in the past, but what they DIDN’T DO. The big “What If” will drive you insane when you know you let an opportunity for a different path in life to travel by you. Stability is important but “Seek opportunity, not security. A boat in harbor is safe, but in time its bottom will rot out.” — H. Jackson Brown Jr.