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My latest collection of writing, In The Wind These Words has recently passed the 500 page mark. My latest, Tattered Jacket is a great example of Following The Pen as I started with the thought of the jacket collar turn up against the wind. That thought was inspired by a line from a Simon & Garfunkel song, The Sound of Silence. What you read is where that thought took me.
I have completely redesigned the Follow the Pen section in ronswan.com. It took a lot more work on my end, but the goal was to make it easier for you to experience.
In irony, on a path to tomorrow is one where the destination is never reached.
Let the games begin and Follow the Pen...
A friendly reminder...
Everything is about perspective.
This seems to be a lot of our country right now...ungrateful.
The eyes have it.
What do you think Blinded by the Shadows of Thoughts means? Tell me your thoughts, don't keep them in the shadows.
A coldy but a goody...
When you look in a mirror
What number do you see?
What number are you?
Is it the number that you see?
It may or may not be
It’s not the lights
In front of your eyes
Certainly none
That money buys
When you find it
Time stops
Yet somehow time flies
Over mountain tops
Across stellar skies
But if to see it
You have to open your eyes
You
You’ve picked the wrong fight
Because it’s the wrong light
Some people seem to believe if they aren't risking their life they aren't living. Type T Tommy is just such a person.
Driving into work the other day while listening to cds teaching Japanese, I thought of this song. When I reached work, I wrote the two stanzas and chorus I had in my head onto a PostIt while still sitting in the car in the parking lot so I would not lose them.
Ni - Two
Pon - in this context refers to bottles
Onegaishemas - loosely translates to asking someone to do a favor, please
If living life’s a job
It’s what’ll get me fired
But just to think about our future
All efforts grow tireless
Gonna get me a router
Gonna finally go wireless
From the dark side...
I believe we choose the seasonings and spices we add to our perspectives. They are not always good choices, even though they may initially taste good. Who's to say that some poisons don't taste good? I do not know, nor do I want to. Yet many sprinkle away at their lives with seasonings that leave them bitter and spices that combust from their insides.
Again, I believe that is a choice, and I choose not to.
