Wednesday, December 30, 2015
Tuesday, December 29, 2015
My Heroes--Warriors Of Recovery--Part 5--Mental Illness--Addiction--Recovery--Special Needs--Disabilities--Who I Live This Lifeg For--& The Reason They Keep Me Sane While I'm Off--&--On My Blog
Permanent.
To be without change
without difference
constant
never ending.
I wrote this in Aug...
and so it goes
that all things MUST change.
for it's the only constant
the only
hope
the only piece
of what we have
to offer
that stays ever
true.
Us.
We.
We are the constant
the edge the change
shall ride upon
the winds that rage
& rip through us
that can never truly
diminish what we've
become.
I sit here
a different person
for sure.
Weaker in many
respects.
And I proudly say
stronger in
others.
And
I even proudly tell you
that my weakness
my courage
in it
is who I am
who I have become.
Because
this fragile life
around us
so delicately draped
is an armor
a shield
a protective cover
of night
that
not even the harshest
lights
can destroy.
It's a path
a walkway
a stone
pebble covered
village
country stroll.
A quiet stream
leading to the ever
bigger sea
one we will someday all
be
together.
But for now
these Warriors
who walk beside me
who walk MY path now
who no longer
simply walk behind
but
lead the way
they guide me
as I guide them.
They walk point
when I should have
done it for them
They clear the path ahead
&
give me the all clear
that its safe
that they have
cleared the way.
These Warriors
who walked in front
for so long
who still take the lead
when they are called.
These
newest ones
these Warriors
in the
making
before my eyes
have become more than I ever dreamed.
They have morphed into
a graceful
powerful machine
capable
confident
sure
in part
I know
because of who
they've always
had to
be
long before
this particular
tour
began.
I know
this world
will now be
in good hands
because the fires
of hell can
forge a weapon
of steel
that can't
be bent
&
it can
destroy
what ever good
that was left.
But it's the Warriors
the ones that walk
through the flames
&
reach for you
THESE
are
My Heroes
Warriors
Of
Recovery.
a graceful
powerful machine
capable
confident
sure
in part
I know
because of who
they've always
had to
be
long before
this particular
tour
began.
I know
this world
will now be
in good hands
because the fires
of hell can
forge a weapon
of steel
that can't
be bent
&
it can
destroy
what ever good
that was left.
But it's the Warriors
the ones that walk
through the flames
&
reach for you
THESE
are
My Heroes
Warriors
Of
Recovery.
Saturday, December 26, 2015
Wednesday, December 23, 2015
Santana and Rob Thomas Perform Smooth Live--What I Listen To At Home & In The Car(& Live When Rob Thomas Played Here In Phx Summer 2014)When I'm Not On My Blog
Tuesday, December 22, 2015
Saturday, December 19, 2015
Enjoying The Rain--How I Live Life As A Hopeful Survivor When I Am Off--&--On My Blog
As many know--I deal with a well organized storm of chaos many days--& Nights.
Many times here at 2-3 in the morning--Never quite making it to bed.
That is the Real Life me--A never stopping storm chaser--Always looking--Almost waiting--In hopes of another successful attempt to harness the wild that lives around me--Maybe knowing I may never really harness it inside.
And so--This is when you will see me, most nights--Or very early days--Depending on how you choose to calculate the value of day & star light.
In front of you--In my Virtual Life--Sorting through what's left of a tornado of who & what I am--What I've learned--Who I'm grateful to bring with me through one more storm.
My Offline Life has taken unexpected turns--Like a freaky CGI stunt--Cascading across the sky--The screen too dull to show you the colors that are really there--Seemingly painting the sky black.
But I sit here--The roads & paths uncertain--In many ways more than I imagined--In some a blessed silver lining in a sky I hardly recognize anymore--& This too gives me hope.
Because this is what you will see the most of here--Hope. Freedom from our own perceived losses. The balls to keep standing--Even when our bodies won't let us--& Our Souls have nearly given up--& Our minds so far gone we can't imagine a life any other way.
We--My Off Line world--The ones I live with--Live for--Live through--We are simply examples of that in it's purest form....That it's just plain old not giving up--This is the key--The one that open the doors to safety--As you run screaming from the howling winds of change--This really is all courage looks like--Simply not giving up.
So yes--You will see me in my Virtual Life with you--Basking in the blistering rain--Soaked in the life around me--Holding close to me who I really am--The skies roaring it's newest last warning--As I stand in it all--Face to the sky--& I tell you how beautiful it all is.
Because--For me--This is how I survive it--The floods--& The storms that rattle my rib cage--Excitement in my gut--Not fear--But simply the will to keep walking on--Because that's all this life we share really is--A downpour from above--Trying to learn to swim--& If we're lucky--We'll discover water wings to help us float until then.
So I figure if I'm going to get wet eventually anyway--I might as well enjoy the rain.
Friday, December 18, 2015
Friday, December 11, 2015
(Keep Them Cones A Rollin)Hide!Run!Hide!--PART 3
MOVE EM ON
(HEAD EM UP!)
CUT EM OUT
(RIDE EM IN!)
ROLLIN ROLLIN ROLLIN
BARK!
(CONE DROPS & CRACKS)
NO MORE
HIDE!RUN!HIDE!
(Keep Them Cones A Rollin)Hide!Run!Hide!--PART 2
KEEP MOVIN, MOVIN, MOVIN
THO THE VET'S A DISAPPROVIN
KEEP THEM CONES A MOVIN
HIDE!RUN!HIDE!
DON'T TRY TO UNDERSTAND EM
JUST CHASE & SPIN & TRIP EM
SOON WE'LL BE DRIVIN CITY WIDE
MY HEARTS CALCULATIN
MY HUMOM WILL BE WAITIN
WAITING AT THE END OF THIS
CRAZY RIDE
MOVE EM ON
(HEAD EM UP!)
CUT EM OUT
(RIDE EM IN!)
BARK!
(CONE DROPS & CRACKS)
DON'T TRY TO UNDERSTAND EM
JUST CHASE & SPIN & TRIP EM
SOON WE'LL BE DRIVIN CITY WIDE
MY HEARTS CALCULATIN
MY HUMOM WILL BE WAITIN
WAITING AT THE END OF THIS
CRAZY RIDE
MOVE EM ON
(HEAD EM UP!)
CUT EM OUT
(RIDE EM IN!)
BARK!
(CONE DROPS & CRACKS)
(Keep Them Cones A Rollin)Hide!Run!Hide!--PART 1--Based On "Rawhide"--& My Cover "Fake Rawhide Chew Toys"--For J(You Know Why)
ROLLIN ROLLIN ROLLIN
HIDE!RUN!HIDE!
ROLLIN ROLLIN ROLLIN
KEEP THAT VET A STROLLIN
KEEP THAT CONE A ROLLIN
HIDE!RUN!HIDE!
RAIN BOOTIES & WIND BREAKERS & WINTER WEATHER
TRYIN TO BREAK FREE FROM THIS TETHER
WISHING THAT MY HUMOM WAS BY MY SIDE
ROLLIN ROLLIN ROLLIN
KEEP THAT VET A STROLLIN
KEEP THAT CONE A ROLLIN
HIDE!RUN!HIDE!
RAIN BOOTIES & WIND BREAKERS & WINTER WEATHER
TRYIN TO BREAK FREE FROM THIS TETHER
WISHING THAT MY HUMOM WAS BY MY SIDE
ALL MY STUFF I'M MISSING
DOG TREATS, SNUGGLES, & NO CATS A HISSIN
ARE WAITING AT THE END OF
MY CAR RIDE
MOVE EM ON
(HEAD EM UP!)
HIDE!RUN!HIDE!
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