So, A Funny Thing Happened On The Flight Into Town...

I have an announcement to make. I've switched to the Beta Blogger! I made the change after I realized I was an hour late to a friends house, and when I called to say I was coming, he was just going out the door. I was really bored after that, so I decided to upgrade my blog. And I like it! Lot'sa new features, and just... nicer. So, yeah, there ya go. Just wanted to tell my loyal friends why everything suddenly turned blue... Reassure them that, no, it's not the water.

I can calm your fear

Little lady
Pretty baby
You say you're afraid of the night
Well, I can calm your fear
I've spent many nights out in the cold
And baby there's nothing out there
Nothing that I would let touch you anyway
Little lady
Pretty baby
You say you're afraid of war
Well, I've fired guns and bathed in blood
To keep it away from here
And I can calm your fear
Little lady
Pretty baby
You say you're afraid of death
Well, I've died every night with my heart froze tight
For a love that isn't here
And little lady
Pretty baby
I'd love to calm your fear

On Relationships Between People or Why You Gotta Be So $#$% Mean?

Something I've noticed over time is the tendency of people to conceal their feelings toward other people. Deception is part of the recipe in almost every relationship, from coworkers, to children and their parents, to close friends. Maybe you hide the fact that your friend sets you on edge with that strange noise he makes when he's about to say something. Or you have to conceal the fact that you're strongly attracted to your coworker. I'm not standing apart from this; in fact, I would say I deceive everyone I know, in the sense that none of them, to my knowledge know exactly what I think about them. You usually try not to let someone see you, the totally real, core you. The person you are to yourself, deep down inside yourself. You don't show this person the real you, because, after all, you don't know the real person. Unfortunately, the other person uses the same logic. This ends up with all the signals getting corrupted, and everyone getting confused. You might ask someone, "Why you gotta be so #%#% mean?" when that person is desperately in love with you. You might also be entranced with someone, but for some reason or another you can't tell him or her. Deception is chaos, and also really, really hard to give up. How to fix the situation, that's the problem...

On Sleep And The Time Preceding It or Yaaaaaawn

Last night I was about to go to sleep, when I started thinking about it. When you think about it, the time immediately before you fall asleep is pretty unique. It's when you are sleepy enough to think about all the things you were too busy to think about during the day. Fears and doubts come rushing in, all your private worries. But then the happy moments slip in, far too few, but comforting all the same. You think about your failures, and your successes. Then, as you look out the window, you see the stars, and think about who is the light in your life. You think of your hopes, of what you could be if given the chance. Wondering about your life. Wondering about other peoples lives. Wondering if a certain someone is thinking of you, and realizing that, no, she's not. She's thinking of someone else, but you know why. Oh well, you sigh to yourself, and turn to something else. You start to ponder something else, and then- You fall asleep.

Snow

The winter snow falls down
White crystals filling the air
I'm walking through it
Thinking of you without a care
The ice she clings to my hair
And makes me cold outside
But my love is like a fire within
Thawing my frozen hide
I have to yell and shout suddenly
My thoughts of you overpowering me
I run through the woods
My heart bursting with the delight of life
I come out of the woods, a long way still to go
The wind kicks up, and so does the snow
It blocks my sight and makes me cold
Confuses me as where to go
But your fire that I hold inside
Will be my dancing tempting guide

A Call To Beloved

I die every night when I lay down to sleep
And miss your presence beside me
I cry and I weep when I wake from sleep
For the hurt that's inside me
I plead with my inside image of you
Plead with you to come back to me
I know this can never happen though
For you are happily unfree
Chained with bands of gold and jewels
To the man you love
I'd give up everything I own
To be that man you love
But to you I was just warmth to watch movies with
Not the answer to your wish
Oh how I want to call out to you
And tell you that you're my beloved
And if I broke the bands of gold
Which would mean breaking your happiness
Something I would never do
If only, if only
Then I would be loved

Sometimes a Lover, Sometimes in Pain

I'm looking for you
Well, not in particular
Just for someone to love
But in my heart I know it's true
You're the one I love
And I'm sliding down a steep slope
But you can stop my fall
I'm looking for love
But I just keep running into a wall
Oh save me, save me
You're my only hope now
You're my only hope now

Well, not true, I guess
For in this world all things pass
And perhaps it's just a petty human love
Of no concern to the sky above
Well nuts to the sky
Nuts to the cynics
I'd die for my love
Or give up my freedom at least
To be painfully honest
Usually the heart is weaker than the will
I hope that you won't draw bad conclusions
Because I know people don't like their honors shattered
Well, I don't mean to break anything
You don't do that when you're broken
And this poem is just avoiding
The words that I want spoken

On The Nature Of Good And Evil or Help! I Need Somebody

Pretend you come home, or wherever, only to find a friend or family member engaged in an unacceptable activity. Would you say what they are doing is evil? Maybe you replied yes to that question; maybe you didn't. If someone does something "bad" or "evil", is their only reason for doing it to be "bad" or "evil"? What if the want of something good makes a person turn to bad things? Perhaps you say that that situation cannot exist. Well, what if a person desperately needs love, but cannot for some reason or another find it? He or she might turn to drugs, or pornography, or something else to console his or her self. He or she probably doesn't want to engage in these behaviors; but to the person the temptation overwhelms them, because they believe they have no other place to turn to for comfort. They eventually begin to despise their own situation, which makes them less successful than they were before at getting whatever they needed. In response to this they unwillingly cling to their vice all the tighter. These people can't manage to help themselves; all they can manage to do is hurt themselves. If you know someone in trouble, do what you can to save them, because inside themselves they are saying "Help! I need somebody!" but they can't do a thing about it; it's up to you.