Sunday, January 13, 2019

STILL DREAMING

Well folks here it is 2019 another year older, slightly burned out but still smoking. And of course I'm still dreaming. Dreaming of a brand new world where all my brothers and sisters walk hand in hand. Living together, realizing we are all ONE and that when we harm another we are actually harming ourselves. Sometimes I just don't get it. Then at times I seem to understand things a bit better and on and on it goes. I refuse to give up on my dreams even when things seem to get so screwed up. After all these years of striving to understand things and to become the human being I wish to one day be I have finally realized that personally I don't know squat! I don't have the answers that plague humanity. I don't know where we are all headed. I don't know what happens when we depart this 3D world of illusion. I really don't know much of anything if truth be told. But I remain steadfast in my belief that all any of us need to learn to do is to love everybody! Just think for a moment what a wonderful experience this could be for everyone if we all did just love each other. I have finally arrived at the point of realization that all I can personally do is to try and be the change I wish to see. I am not trying to convince anyone of anything. I'm only going to continue to try and love and accept everybody as my brother and my sister. This Path I have chosen is a hard one for sure. I don't claim to always be successful in everything I do but I am trying to be that change. Here's hoping this new year will bring each one of you beautiful people much love, joy, peace of mind, and contentment. Be good to yourself and even better to others. By doing that maybe this can help bring you all the joy and love you need to have a most wonderful experience as a human being. I send much love and all good blessings your way.

Monday, November 26, 2018

The Thrift Store Poets

Country music straight from the heart – Thrift Store Poets Album Reviews Nov 23, 2018 59a5989cb6333444d56c9f0e04b4f5895686 Hailing from Oklahoma, Christopher Ledgerwood is a songwriter and music producer who recently sent us his latest record with Thrift Store Poets. Consisting of just five tracks, the release is the perfect soundtrack for cruising the empty streets of your city at night and contemplating over your life choices but with a smile on your face and not regret. Music-wise Thrift Store Poets are playing rock-influenced country with a strong blues feel. Their music is neither too dramatic nor too positive. It comfortably sits somewhere in between making your time with it always exciting and enjoyable. The tracks here are mostly mid-tempo paced, with opener ‘Devil’s Game’ our total favorite of the bunch for the cool dialogue between the guitar and the piano. If you’re in the mood for a heart-breaking country anthem then follower “Least of These” is definitely your jam with its absolutely beautiful and touching lyrics. Its intimate acoustic guitars are almost left to sing their sad tunes in the background of the mix… and that harmonica in the end perfectly crafted sound and composition. Not sure if we dig the violin-driven instrumental track in the record too much but maybe its more chaotic feel was on purpose as the piece is called ‘Orchestrated Noise’. Anyhow it still makes for a cool prelude to the closing ‘Something Better’. That’s the most uplifting track on the release, both in terms of lyrics and music. To have it actually at the end of it all was a top choice as it leaves you wanting for more from Thrift Store Poets. Let’s see where they will take us next time. Share this: Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Google+ (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pocket (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)

Thursday, August 30, 2018

ILLUSIONS IN GRAY

I was looking through some of my old notebooks for a story a friend of mine had requested I send to her when I ran across some old pieces of poetry I had written over the years. So I thought why not share a few of these old poems with you. The first one I want to share is Illusions In Grey. I wrote this piece several years ago and had the privilege of reading it at a poetry slam held at the Paducah Market House Theater some years ago. Illusions In Gray A simple life, yet woven thread by thread Blending into the tapestry of life's illusions Each experience colored by shades of gray Distinguished by one's own perceptions Judgments, yea right, wrong, good, evil Truth's, still unknown, concealed alike nuggets Buried, awaiting one's precipitant discovery The light ceases to shine, but doth it really? No wait, there, it cascades it's beacon outward Twas only obscured potential masked by clouds Which contain doubts, fears, and a restless unknowingness Light shines through, where doth the darkness burrow? Thru the mist of gray it's rays burst forth With many a sliver of radiant beauty Distant, afar at first glance, tho it be It caresses tenderly those colors of gray Transforming the hues to reds, yellows Blues, greens, all color that lies between I see a tint of green, you say blue Whose dream is this? Mine or yours? I say mine, so green it must surely be It makes no difference that I can discern For all the shades, the tints, the ambiguous hues From the One Source they all did arrive So make your dream one colored in blue, that's alright This One Source I speak of, make it your heart's delight For that's all you really have, believe it or not! This Source, this Light, it possesses no judgments It awaits your call, tis your humble servant It has only to offer an unconditional love It serves each one equally, there are no favorites If I want red, it pours down red If you choose yellow, then yellow it is I speak of colors, tho not the only illusion Each path chosen to be trod upon by each one I imagine twill be filled with many a winding turn Taking one here, one there, one everywhere What is it you choose? Where would you love to go? What is it you would love to have manifest? Tis all up to you, I hope you can plainly see What color journey does your soul desire? Which illusions to disrobe? Which ones to retain? Whichever the road, what ere the dream Walk proud each step, know you are never alone Remember teh Light, the One Source of all It dwells within, awaiting your beckoning call Try heeding it's tranquil summons to unconditional love Enjoy your illusions, your colors, your dreams Allow others theirs no matter how they seem Take freely from life, but be quick to share Be the color you choose, and do it with passion After the greatest illusion you've shattered The soul is allowed to return to it's Source Then you will know, you're at long last Home Where all is One and One is all Go swiftly my friend, I'll someday meet you there. I leave all of you folks with thoughts of pure love, joy, peace and Oneness. Be good to yourselves and even better to others. Let your Light shine brightly!