Friday, March 1, 2013
Tested Truths: Tested Truths: Looking Back
Tested Truths: Tested Truths: Looking Back: Tested Truths: Looking Back : Things come to light clearer when you are looking back. When events have been peppered with time, the things...
Tested Truths: Looking Back
Tested Truths: Looking Back: Things come to light clearer when you are looking back. When events have been peppered with time, the things which occurred are made clear...
Looking Back
Things come to light clearer when you are looking back. When events have been peppered with time, the things which occurred are made clearer in hindsight. Also, as the time passed, we segregate the good feelings and those memories from the bad ones, and now, by looking back, we can decide which ones we would want to dwell on the most?
Thinking about the things that were, the events which we experienced on a physical encounter, are the clearest of all. Those things are the most personal! You can also remember those things which you observed, whether you were a witness to the event, or you sat sipping coffee and watching it on TV? These type of things are not as clear, because you took no part physically. But there are some events in life which transcends this law, because of the enormity of them, and the emotions that were brought out of you? All of us can remember where we were, and what we were doing that day on 9/11! Those scenes were so horrific, and so maddening, that we had a physical reaction there too! So maybe the vividness of these memories are also tied to our physical reaction? These types of memories become extremely personal, and so, we can recall them much clearer!
Strange as it may seem, the bad times are always more vivid, and they stay with us much longer! Far more so then do the happy ones? Though they fade with the passing years, we love to look back on good times! But sometimes, the bad times need no such coaxing, for these can come back without any thought, brought to remembrance by something as innocent as a word!
Thinking about the things that were, the events which we experienced on a physical encounter, are the clearest of all. Those things are the most personal! You can also remember those things which you observed, whether you were a witness to the event, or you sat sipping coffee and watching it on TV? These type of things are not as clear, because you took no part physically. But there are some events in life which transcends this law, because of the enormity of them, and the emotions that were brought out of you? All of us can remember where we were, and what we were doing that day on 9/11! Those scenes were so horrific, and so maddening, that we had a physical reaction there too! So maybe the vividness of these memories are also tied to our physical reaction? These types of memories become extremely personal, and so, we can recall them much clearer!
Strange as it may seem, the bad times are always more vivid, and they stay with us much longer! Far more so then do the happy ones? Though they fade with the passing years, we love to look back on good times! But sometimes, the bad times need no such coaxing, for these can come back without any thought, brought to remembrance by something as innocent as a word!
Tested Truths: Last Page
Tested Truths: Last Page: Now onto another pad, another reason to speak into the wind? Percolating profundities, too profound to pronounce? Fun with vocabulary, it&...
Last Page
Now onto another pad, another reason to speak into the wind? Percolating profundities, too profound to pronounce? Fun with vocabulary, it's a game I like to play! Mess with your head by leaving a little here, and a little there? Great fun, but is it heaven that's a wastin? Who's call do you not hear, what more must be said to you?
I told you awhile back, that life has a pulse, and so it does! But it is a rhythm that few seem to find, and I cannot understand why? The questions I have, are all about you, as I have pretty much figured me out! What more must be said, how many more volumes must be written? Love is life, and vice versa, and it is everywhere! But so is death, because it comes from hatred. There is always good around you, but it can be sometimes hard to find? While evil on the other hand, is all around you, it's everywhere!
That is why it is so much easier to get swept up by the bad, because there is so much more of it! There is also more stupidity then intelligence, the two seem to go hand and hand. So what does it take to wake a people who love sleep so much, what will it take before the scales fall away from their eyes?
I told you awhile back, that life has a pulse, and so it does! But it is a rhythm that few seem to find, and I cannot understand why? The questions I have, are all about you, as I have pretty much figured me out! What more must be said, how many more volumes must be written? Love is life, and vice versa, and it is everywhere! But so is death, because it comes from hatred. There is always good around you, but it can be sometimes hard to find? While evil on the other hand, is all around you, it's everywhere!
That is why it is so much easier to get swept up by the bad, because there is so much more of it! There is also more stupidity then intelligence, the two seem to go hand and hand. So what does it take to wake a people who love sleep so much, what will it take before the scales fall away from their eyes?
Tested Truths: Anyway
Tested Truths: Anyway: Writing is a passion of mine, it's something that I must do! But so again is music! God I love music! I love all types of music, but g...
Anyway
Writing is a passion of mine, it's something that I must do! But so again is music! God I love music! I love all types of music, but given my drothers, I'd drother the blues? Everything about music is great, it can get your foot to tappin, or it can take you far away! Music transcends all language, because music knows no borders!
So where was I before I was so rudely interrupted? Rude is probably too kind a word here, as it was more like a full on frontal assault? I had to fend it off, and it took no small amount of resistance. That is a nice way of saying that it taunted me until it brought about full on rage! I try so hard to swallow my anger, because I can wound with just a word, and I shutter to think what would happen if that rage becomes physical!
Anyway, I'm back! I started to write about music, I think I began this about 8 hours ago? My initial intent was to bring a complaint of mine to light? I know that this will accomplish nothing, but I guess I should get on with it?
At the height of my music appreciation days, I had approximately 1200 albums! But now, between my personal CD's, and this ipod contraption, I may have 25-50? So, if you are reading this, let me first thank you for your patronage! As most of you know, I don't get paid for this, and so I will ask of you a favor? Save up your spare change, and purchase me a few music gift cards, so that I may be able to begin replenishing my music library? Thank you for your kind consideration to this matter!
P.S. If you are sick of hearing me play the same music, you may just want to consider helping me out? Afterall, the mind you save might just be your own?
So where was I before I was so rudely interrupted? Rude is probably too kind a word here, as it was more like a full on frontal assault? I had to fend it off, and it took no small amount of resistance. That is a nice way of saying that it taunted me until it brought about full on rage! I try so hard to swallow my anger, because I can wound with just a word, and I shutter to think what would happen if that rage becomes physical!
Anyway, I'm back! I started to write about music, I think I began this about 8 hours ago? My initial intent was to bring a complaint of mine to light? I know that this will accomplish nothing, but I guess I should get on with it?
At the height of my music appreciation days, I had approximately 1200 albums! But now, between my personal CD's, and this ipod contraption, I may have 25-50? So, if you are reading this, let me first thank you for your patronage! As most of you know, I don't get paid for this, and so I will ask of you a favor? Save up your spare change, and purchase me a few music gift cards, so that I may be able to begin replenishing my music library? Thank you for your kind consideration to this matter!
P.S. If you are sick of hearing me play the same music, you may just want to consider helping me out? Afterall, the mind you save might just be your own?
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