Classical Gas

Tonight I had a 5 year old helper as we changed out the florescent light in the laundry room.

She learned a bit about tools, and such, but she also learned the very important lesson that bodily gas is simply a byproduct of hard work.

Faith

People need to be believed in, and they need something to believe in.

FFF

Ironically, people often desire forgiveness far more than they desire to forgive. They fail to perceive that forgiving and forgiveness are two sides of the same coin, and not at all two separate coins.

After all how can we possibly understand what is involved with the forgiven of our transgressions if we poor ourselves cannot / do not forgive those same transgressions against us?

Chevy

It is love that inspires true change, not change that inspires true love.

If you are not loved as you are, you are not truly loved.

Just Answer the Question Please

Hear me out here, I'll be brief. I really just have a simple question...

In addition to, and perhaps because of ADHD, I sometimes have poor recall in regard to personal history and event chronology.

It seems that I can also retain some events with amazing detail. It's usually just brief moment(s) pertaining an event rather the the entirety of it.

I don't know why certain things stick and others don't, but it has at times been the catalyst to both forgiving and forgetting...not in that order perhaps.

I can at times be quite perceptive about very subtle things, not just words but situations. That said, sometimes I am a bit too certain about reality of my skewed perspective or recollection as well.

Whatever the case I tend toward the unconventional view on most things.

Blessing and curse, help and hindrance. But I do attribute what little sanity I may possess to these attributes.

So please don't misunderstand me as being less than sincere when I ask you:
How is it that I know you again?

A Waist of Time

I've always thought that it would be great of there were a clothier in Madison County called "The Britches of Madison County". 

So tonight, I Googled it...

Guess what?! 

It doesn't exist.

What does exist however is a really bad, and judging by the text, a really old short story by that name.

 https://www.quickbase.com/up/66p836ie/g/rr/ej/va/britches+of+madison+county.pdf

Between Puppies and People

Love can be a very difficult thing to endure.

Substitute

There's no substitute for experience... or big speakers for that matter.

I Don't Know

...three words which I use continually to answer most of life's biggest questions.

I don't' know

Good, Better, Best

There is one person that will always know whether or not you've done your best. 
YOU. 

So do your best, even and especially when you don't feel like it. 

Your "best" may look very different from day to day, but trust me, you'll regret doing that much less than not having done it and you'll be far better for it in the end.

Double Down

There is within my own life, an absence that serves as a continual reminder that our seemingly tiny and barely significant lives, have more depth and distance of impact in those of others than we can possibly ever know or imagine during our own.

A reminder that in the end no matter how insightful we might be, our own vantage point does not in fact reveal the beauty in the whole of the design as it is seen by the designer.

It is then important to bestow love and time in generous proportion, even and especially to those people who for no obvious or apparent reason, exist within our own lives, rather wasting our lives away by simply trying to get through them.

Trust me, someone, somewhere is watching you, observing you, taking their cues from you, you might inspire them... or you may be the final factor in breaking them... and yet you may never even realize that they exist.

You will impact them and they will remember those words and actions, that to them were profoundly significant, for years, things that came so naturally to you that you will have forgotten they ever happened in mere minutes.

No one can really say what is happening within someone else, or what burdens they may silently carry but they might just be enough to turn your nothing into their everything. I know... because I have been the recipient of such a profound and casual grace found in what I now call the five words that saved my life,"I'm glad I met you."

So enjoy your seemingly tiny and barely significant lives because they are neither tiny or insignificant. They are bigger and better than you will ever know, even in the smallest of details.

Take great care not to get so bogged down by the details of your own life that it requires the absence of another's to understand its impact on yours or the very real and invisible impact you may have in theirs.

Think about it... as though something very big hung in the balance...because it does.

Be good to yourselves, but more importantly be good to each other.  Solo Cristo Salva

Happy Birthday Derek, and thank you Phillie Mike. Thank you both for the bittersweet gift. This one's for you.

The Freedom to Fail

Imagine...

 ...the irony of failure as the catalyst to a far greater success 

Imagine...

...the realization of failure as the inevitable destiny of even your greatest efforts
...liberation from the need for acceptance
...freedom from performing for the approval of others
...no insecurity in your daily living and decision making 

Imagine...

...no fear of even your greatest mistakes putting you in worse position
...the freedom to realize the best and worst in yourself
...no fear of judgement because it has already been passed
...unmerited success in spite of all that failure

Imagine...

...the irony of success as the catalyst to a far greater failure

 Imagine...

...the inability to accept this level of failure
...believing in only yourself
...clinging to false hope
...striving to achieve the unattainable
...spending your life in pursuit of death

Now Imagine...

 ...that you're not imagining any of this at all


This is the Jesus I know...  
...imagine that 

 

 Solo Cristo Salva

Lady Ranincorn Translations

Watch "Lady Rainicorn Translations Korean to English (Part 1)" on YouTube

New Joke

Q) What do you call someone who only goes to church for the communion wafers?

A) Snackreligious

Don't complain, and don't explain, no one wants to hear it.

Insanity is the belief that the steering wheel moves the rest of the world while we remain stationary.

Some of us may an idea about what has happened in the past, but I think most us have no clue about what is happening right now.

The Humidity of Humanity

Losing hope is like watching a lake as it evaporates. It is generally only realized once a devastating amount of it is already gone, but it is hardly ever noticed while it is happening.

If it doesn't really matter in the end, why should it matter so much now?

To some there is honesty.
To some there is truthfulness.
To some there are both. 

These are friends.

-db

Increasing the Volume: 061913

Let the Truth Sting

The hour is out of joint
Black sun has risen
And the river of words
Is flowing on through
The cages of tradition
They're handing out emptiness
We'll take it, cos it's given
Free with this plastic innocence
And these standards of living

Questions, lighted questions
Burnin' holes into my head
Hanging like shadows o'er the sun
Staring out like the eyes of the dead
And sometimes my soul flickers
As the wind of change blows cold
Over the mire of repetition
Down the corridors of rigmarole

What I say, what I think
What I put down in ink
I'm only tryin' to find a way to understand
And I mean no harm
I'm just searching for calm
In the storm of mankind

Do you find it there
In the sea of faces
That drowns you every day
Or in the silence and rubble and empty spaces
Where children and rottweilers play
Is it buried in the praise
Given so cheap
With a meaningless movement of the jaws
In the looking glass
That flatters you
Or in the rattle of hollow applause

Blind circle, moon and sun
Body willing, mind undone
One pain ending while another begins
Lies, ruin, disease
Into wounds like these
Let the truth sting

From the hub to the limit
Through the urban hollows
Out into the poles of the extreme
To echo through the numbness
Of these godless minutes
In the shadow of delusion's regime

But here watching the night
As it opens like a flower
And the day starts to rust
Feeling time pound
Like a silent hammer
On this empire of dust
And I'm thinking about the bullet
And the TV screen, the dollar, and the clenched fist
And if we're searching for peace
How come we still believe
In hatred as the catalyst

Through the borderline
In front and behind
Down the road of thorns
Between the barbwire and the soul
Bitters and chains
Is all that remains
Where the wheel has rolled

I feel it from the pit of my stomach
Into the ditch of my mind
Inside the chambers of my heart
As I stare half blind
At these walls of cardboard
At this space that I've rented
At your beauty that is crumbling
Though you try so hard to prevent it

On and on
Body willing, mind undone
One pain ending while another begins
Lies, ruin, disease
Into wounds like these
Let the truth sting
Let the truth sting
Let the truth sting

If...

If...a word that is the key to many a prison door.
The question to consider is if you are using that key to enter or exit the cell of your choosing.

'Naise Sayers: On the Etymology of Mayo

http://www.bonappetit.com/blogsandforums/blogs/badaily/2013/04/mayo-word-definition-mayonnaise.html

They will, They Always Do

Do what you love with someone you love...and when they eventually leave you won't enjoy either.

tap tap tap

(3.30am) (soft whisper) "Dad. I got the growing pains...in my legs"