For her.

From forth this night shall take delight and take my soul to rest upon the blanket of my beloved. I am but a simple and humble man that hath to wonder of the valor and the bravery of this great universe to bring her to me and to allow me to lay down besides her. In the night I feel my lover breathing and I feel every change, when my lover dreams of another space turn from the good to the bad – it is like I hath a glass to see her thoughts and join her. As my lover lay sleeping I can only wonder if she thinks only of me and if not than whom?

This darkened knight takes a steed and rides it through the morrow
Although not slight, his humbled greed, shall bring him no more sorrow
Hither near nor taunt in death he shall stand tall and fight
His only want, his fevered need, to lay with his love tonight

This knight has taken on a task to keep him through the ages
He will have to fight to keep his mask visible to the sages
His steed is strong and his will, knows not an ounce of guilt
His will is steel, his answers wrong his soul is his to steal

Favored warrior in this night
Power always burning bright
Take from him what he doth toss
And leave him in his pit of loss

I only hath a few words to ever fair express that which I feel takes me by the very soul and turns me from angel to monster within a slight breeze. As my lover takes my hand and to her breast holds it and assures me that there will be no need for bloodshed tonight. There will be no need to scavenge any souls and no need to want answers that I myself would choke to speak.

My lover takes my hand away from her breast and places it upon my own lap. I awake besides her in a dream – a lonely man without form or function until she speaks………….

The power of booze harnished???

I am not sure about the rest of you but when I consume just enough alcohol I feel like I can take on the world. When I get just drunk enough I once again have those dreams I thought with all my heart I could achieve as a child. I can do anything, I could beat up anyone and more than that I could do it all and not care about the consequences. This in itself is a great thing however the side effects and ramifications could be life changing/ending.

And now for something completely different, maybe.

Anti depressants offer pretty much the same feeling. They make you feel like you can take on the world. They level you off so that you are better able to accept yourself thereby accepting everyone else. They will make your nervous system release synaptic responses that will trigger the release the same type of hormones that are triggered by cocaine. OK, can of worms there – but it’s true.

So now we know that the pills from your shrink and the bottle from the store at the end of the street have very simmilar effects on our bodies.

Two Questions, actually three.

1 – Why when we drink too much do we get depressed as opposed to higher?

2 – Are we more worried about supporting booze based upon it’s track record?

3 – Why, with all the science, can’t they design a pill that can have all the positives of booze and not the downsides? thereby eliminating it all together and destroying yet another industry bent on our own self destruction.

One answer – MONEY. There is no money in a pill that mimics the good effects of alcohol and not the bad as there is so much money made off the bad side. Court cases, arrests, tow trucks, hospital staff, awareness groups and fuckin so on. They can harness sex in a pill but that never hurt the hookers business !!!!!!!!!!!!!. If they create such a booze pill that would destroy many shrinks, and hospital wards, police job and so on – YOU GET THE PICTURE YET?

There is nothing more important to society than money. Not family, not preservation of life, not happiness – The almighty dollar.

Have we as a people put the green back in higher esteem than our own backs?

The tube and real life.

When watching a romantic television show I can’t help but wonder if the creators and the writers of these shows created them to parallel their own lives or if it is just a veiled request to the gods to make their own life that way.

Seeing the fairytale couples and the good versus the bad in all relationships leaves me with the most important of questions:

Do we date and love who we love for the feelings or the ratings?

As a society do we take out enough time to turn off the TV and try and just make real life better than on the tube. Can we ever really detach ourselves from the dream that all things do not always work out like we planned. Sometimes the bad guy wins and yes sometimes sleeping beauty just stays sleeping.

There is so much we could do to make our real lives more fairy tale. However most people are happier just watching the movie than writing the book. We all want things but what do we really ever do to make them real?

If we settle for what we have and don’t wan’t it we are stupid. If we think that we can make something out of nothing we are dilusional. If we think that when we try to change the tide we will not get wet………..then we are dreaming. And in dreams we find the blueprint for success in all.

So take a moment out and turn off the TV. Grab the person you love, even if it is only you, and hug them. And if you are not happy with what you have and what is going on – change it.

The pressure of perfection.

Everyday I see more and more people seeking this ideal to be either as skinny as possible or to have so much plastic injected into their bodies that they could be rendered recyclable. Striving for an ideal that does not even exist or even really matter in the long run. I have a beautiful lady that I love very much that could rival any of these supermodels and kick their ass too boot. I myself am of average looks and could care less – I am happy just being me. Many of our friends are also of this cloth and strive to be happy in the skin they own and forget the ideals and pressures of society to be something else.

244,838,00 Cosmetic procedures in Canada in 2003. I fear what the price tag equaled for these procedures however I can safely assume that if all the money spent was put towards saving starving children – there would be alot less of them starving right now.

Do we care more about how we look than how and how well we live?

Come on people, stop puking after your meal and instead go exercise after a better chosen portion. Stop having to have the best nose or the biggest breasts. Stop lookin to others to make us feel like we look as good as society wants. I guarantee you that of the people that see you on the street, so few will ever remember you that you wasted your money and maybe your health.

There is no great ideal to live up to, just find it ideal to live.

Did we ever graduate?

When we hit the twelfth grade we made a silent pledge that after the end of this year we would go out and be adults. That we would leave all the drama of high school right where it belonged – behind closed doors. However so many of us walked out of those doors and woke up everyday looking for the smoke pit and the drama that was Bobby and Marsha. So very man of us never even tried to leave the drama behind and many of us try harder and harder each day to make the drama worse.

When will we connect growing older with growing up?

Relationships of any kind come pre-installed with enough drama to keep them going till the end of time. We really need not add extra. There is no need for us to ever add more drama to the pile with the hopes of it making life interesting. Drama creates strokes, and they are not that interesting.

Is our quality of life worth less than the front row seat occupied by society?