...Don’t need a watch
To know it’s our time
Just her by my side
And the stars align
My mother recently shared a story about me when I was very young.
I had not gotten something I wanted, so in my spoiled rotten mood I told her
I would no longer call her a movie star.
I didn’t mean it...
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I’ve Never Stopped Calling You Movie Star
Cousin to In Time You Will Find Me...
Saw It this past weekend, and a poem in the movie reminded me of this one I had written years ago that can be found in Through the Kindness of Ravens.
Honor and learn from the blood trees. Don't cut them down.
From the dark side...
Glad it wasn't a bowling ball.
I read that a Bluebird is blind to the color blue. Whether that is true or not is grey, however the thought of it as true blue led to this poem.
Thought of this while waiting for a train to pass...a very long train.
The Raven - He with the moon in his mouth
"Only the shadow knows what lurks in the hearts of men."
If you can conquer darkness, you are one up on your shadow, as it cannot conquer light.
Thought of this on my jog this morning...
I work in an area that takes data, something we have a ton of and from all over, and turns it into information in various forms. The only way to get good information out is to put good data in, so Garbage In...Garbage Out is very applicable in that arena making it a relatively common phrase.
As I think about it, however, I believe it applies just as much to anything and everything we do; it applies to life.
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.
Just having a little fun...