offa

whether it’s in my kitchen or on a designated dance floor, cutting the rug shakes some narly stuff loose, so i can shake it right off of me and my mind.

thank you mr. brown for this funkified tune and for showing how it’s done.
shake it sir, shake it.

follow the recipe

i gotta take one bite atta a time, and eventually what i find so hard to stomach will be off my plate.

now & then

time keeps putting more minutes, hours and days between then and now.
without doing a damn thing i am getting more and more peace of mind.

optional

i’ve always got options. now i just need to see them.

gettin’ graphic

i gotta have the bad to get good. there ain’t no ups without downs.
that is such a great concept when i’m on the upswing but not so easy to swallow when i’m in a valley.
sure, i could numb out but then i’d miss the top end of the spectrum…something i am not willing to give up. it gets too good.

film 24

ever notice how certain trees can do jazz hands in the wind?
i have.

film 24

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music by disco socks

some critters are just gross

i wouldn’t expect a skunk not to stink or an snail not to slime or a worm not to roll around in the mud.
i need to start accepting that humans are no different.
and so when they are stinky, slimy and dwell in the dirt, it isn’t a reflection of or on me.
it is simply who and what they are.

 

order up

i’ll have what they’re having.
maybe then i’ll know their secret of how to not give a damn about anyone else.

sweep

when icky feelings come up, i can want to sweep them away.
but it is only by giving into them (but not wallowing) and letting them have their stage time, that they can truly pass.

it is not about thinking my way through.
analyzing things never did me much good.
it is simply about letting the feelings feel their way out of my system.

a good friend told me this statement today.

mid-air collision

neil young sings about a harley-davidson-ridin’ lady, who is an unknown legend in her time.
she collides, head first, into the air.
i guess i can fight the air and living or let it come in and let it support me.
it’s a decision, a perspective.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

the neil young song ‘unknown legend‘