So, I just got back from one of my favorite haunts, Fountain Valley Skating Center. I was out there dancing with a bunch of other dancers, and we were literally skating inches from each other, and we never collided – it was like we were telepathic, like we were all one dancer moving together. It was soooo much fun. I want to know how it happened so I can be a part of something like that again.
This is not the future
This is not the past
This is a time forever that always will last
This is not the beginning
This is not the end
This is a world that always starts from within
Singin ‘Yeah’, with our hands in the air
Feeling the love like invisible air
Waiting for a world without end or beginning
Waiting for the time that starts the living
We can fly with our souls set free
We can open all the cages
Tortured minds go free
We can open all the locks
We’ll throw away all the keys
We have no need to hide
We can let the world see
[bridge]
Waiting for then to fade
Waiting for now to be
This is what we want to see
No barriers at all
Waiting for life to come
singing through our veins
all the melodies refrain
waiting for the sun
Singing ‘Yeah’ with our hands in the air
Light illumating all the paths laid bare
Open up the doors and let the light creep in
Beyond all ending is where the world began
So, I recently decided that I’m going to live forever, or die trying.
I hope this doesn’t mean I have to suffer the ravages of old age – anyone who has access to the operator console is encouraged to pop me into a new body when this one starts to fade. 😉
The Dante’s Inferno Test has banished you to the Second Level of Hell!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:
| Level | Score |
|---|---|
| Purgatory (Repenting Believers) | Very Low |
| Level 1 – Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers) | High |
| Level 2 (Lustful) | Very High |
| Level 3 (Gluttonous) | Moderate |
| Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious) | Low |
| Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy) | Low |
| Level 6 – The City of Dis (Heretics) | High |
| Level 7 (Violent) | Very High |
| Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers) | Very High |
| Level 9 – Cocytus (Treacherous) | High |
Take the Dante’s Inferno Hell Test
Parking meters are driving me nuts. How of course wants his code and he wants it now.. actually, the list of people who want their (whatever) and they want it now has gotten inmpressively long. I need to start charging more, and taking on less clients.
If I stop and think about how behind I am on everything, I can’t even deal with the thought of continuing to work .. stress just sort of overwhelms me. So I’m carefully trying to find some stress management techniques.
To add to the fun, now I’m getting sick ;-( I think it’s the smog or something.. or maybe it’s the fact that people keep calling me.. i got woken up this morning at 9, 10, and 11 am.. i swear I’m just going to start turning off my cell phone. I’m not on call, people, you don’t have the right to harass me..
I’m going to take a bath, and then get back to the (sigh) parking meters (sigh)
I can tell that I’ve made the big time because my music is now on iTunes. 😉 [Of course, it’s via a pay-to-publish service, but hey, what’s wrong with a little vanity publishing? Actually, I have high hopes of selling enough copies to pay back the pay-to-publish fees, optimist that I am.]
I think that it might be that we could significantly improve the human condition by adding another dimension of conjigation to english verbs. The dimension would indicate whether the statement being said was fact, conjecture, or fiction. If children learned a language which had this designed into this from birth, they would always be able to tell when they were speaking truth and when they were speaking fiction, and it would be natural to always include the conjigation in their speech. This would set us free from the curse of ‘unintended lying’ – cases where we speak conjecture and it’s taken as truth, or cases where we tell lies as a defense mechanism because of our fears. (More about this later)
I realize that designing a new language and getting it adopted would be a considerable challenge – consider the difficulty we’ve faced in deploying IPv6, for example – but the improvement in quality of life for all of us could be staggering. Lies (fictions that are taken as fact) are currently emotionally draining to the liar and can be extremely damaging to those who love the one who lies.
It took me a long time to learn to speak without lying when I was afraid. I assume most children go through this, and some of them may have much more difficulty than others. I’ve seen the damage and destruction that lies can do, and I’ve seen the emotional exhaustion that trying to keep up with which story was told to who can cause. I think having markers built into the language would be extremely helpful.
So, I’m trying to decide if I should continue to publish everything I record, or if I should start being more picky and only publish the things that I still like when I’m done recording them. I recorded something today that I have doubts about sharing..
it’s also pretty clear that if I keep going, I’m going to end up with like fifty songs from 2010. I think the practice is good for me, though.
Stand, stand togeather
Walking hand in hand in hand by the sea
Stand, stand forever
travelling onward farther than I can see
I never knew something was missing
I never saw what I was or could be
Then one day my heart flew far away from there
Far away from the pain and the misery
You are something amazing (amazing you)
Something real inside you calls out to me
You are there forever (and always)
Friends on the path to unravel life’s mystery
Stand, stand togeather (forevermore)
Walking hand in hand in hand by the sea
Stand, stand forever (and always shall be)
travelling onward farther than I can see
I love the smell of you I breathe you
The sweet spicy scent of you
I love the feel of you all of you
As you touch your lips to mine
I love the warmth of you I hold you
The feeling I get when I hold you
Love the summer sunshine of you all of you
washing through my mind
I love the taste of you I taste you
The salt and the spice so nice of you
I love to dive into you all of you
And bury myself deep inside
I love the thought of you I love you
Enfolding me with all you do
I love the feel of your body all of you
moving in rhythm with mine
I love the sound of you I hear you
The sound of your voice ring so true
I love when you moan so sweetly all of you
Feeling pleasure divine
I love the things you say I want you
You are so beautiful in every way
I love the things you do all of you
Like poetry without the rhyme
I love the look of you I watch you
All softness and curves and eyes so blue
I love the feel of you all of you
Feeling so right all the time
I love how safe I feel with you I trust you
How I can say anything to you
There’s nothing I have to hide from you all of you
Hiding from you would be a crime
With all we say and all we do I love you
Can there be any doubt that I love you
My heart and mind lie open to you All of you
I would share with you my last dime