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Friday, July 29, 2011

So close

Yet so far. It's like being on a desert island and being so close to water then finding out its salty. Or being on an isthmus and knowing its fresh water but being chained to a palm tree just short of the shore line. Or like being at Mongolian BBQ and being surrounded by people but being lonely because there is so much slightly off-white noise in the background that you can't hold a conversation with the person next to you without yelling but they're all talking to the people on either side of them that isn't you so it wouldn't matter anyways if you could hear them. Why did I eat so much? I'm full and I can't tell anyone I'm full because its too loud. I feel like I'm in a movie and all there's an overload of background noise and the guys working the grill keep interrupting the drone with sharp piercing metallic clashes. Pretty soon I'm going to start blurring my vision as the camera shakes back and forth until I pass out and I'm going to wake up in a hospital bed. Or chained to a wall in a damp cold cellar awoken by the rats nibbling on my toes. Depending on what kind if movie your watching. Oh. I guess it's time to go...I hadn't heard...

Tuesday, July 19, 2011

Pocahontas

"So where do I go from here? 
So many voices ringing in my ear..."
Why didn't anyone accuse Pocahontas
                                           of being of being a schizophrenic?

What is it in people that makes them think "I can't"? Everyone has dreams. Not many people pursue them. It is because society tells us we have to do things a certain way, and in a certain order? It is because when we are children and we have dreams of becoming unicorns, or learning to fly, or becoming Jedi masters that people tell us we can't? Maybe some of us are lazy, and pursuing a dream takes too much work. Or maybe we are working towards it...we just have a list of things that need to be done before we can really DO. Put in your years of work, then you are supposed to retire and really start living. Or maybe we've just told ourselves for so long that something won't happen, we believe it, and accept it as fact unquestionably. Well I have dreams...but right now thats all that they are. Once I figure out what it is that is holding me back, maybe some of them will come true.

Maybe once I have a place to put it, I'll actually start playing the piano again.
Maybe once I find some self confidence (or God pushes me enough) I'll actually start singing in more places than the car and the congregation on Sunday morning.
Then once I see that these things really can happen, maybe I'll start on a long list of other dreams.

Ok, its really more of a medium sized list, but that just didn't seem like as epic of an ending.