Sep 30, 2018
I can finally retire. Made it to 420 Followers!
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I can finally retire. Made it to 420 Followers!
Joe vs Volcano - The Cowboy Song
Kinda the mood...
I will live for the sake of others so they can do the same.
Tony Sly
“I need someone, a person to talk to Someone who'd care, to love Could it be you? Could it be you? The situation gets rough, and I start to panic It's not enough, it's just a habit And, kid, you're sick. Well, darling, this is it. Well, you can all just kiss off into the air Behind my back, I can see them stare. They'll hurt me bad, but I won't mind.
They'll hurt me bad, they do it all the time (yeah, yeah!) Yeah, they do it all the time (yeah, yeah!) They do it all the time (do it all the time!) They do it all the time (do it all the time!) They do it all the time, (do it all the time!) I hope you know that this will go down on your permanent record! Oh, yeah? Well, don't get so distressed, Did I happen to mention that I'm impressed? I take one, one, one 'cause you left me And two, two, two for my family And three, three, three for my heartache And four, four, four for my headaches And five, five, five for my lonely And six, six, six for my sorrow And seven, seven no,no, no tomorrow And eight, eight, I forget what eight was for But nine, nine, nine for the lost gods Ten, ten, ten, ten for everything, everything, everything Well, you can all just kiss off into the air Behind my back, I can see them stare They'll hurt me bad, but I won't mind They'll hurt me bad, they do it all the time (yeah, yeah!) Yeah, they do it all the time (yeah, yeah!) They do it all the time (do it all the time!) They do it all the time (do it all the time!) They do it all the time, do it all the time, do it all the time.”
“I wanted to tell you, I wanted to share Some important details that you're unaware of; I want you to listen, I want you to care. I'll choke to death if I don't clear the air... It's not a secret that I obsess And then I get angry, and then I get stressed. And you can't imagine and you can't compare You've no frame of reference and then you get scared. I'm doing my best to help make you see That it's not your fault when I beg and I plead. It's much easier just to go back to sleep... But we've gotta find a place to start because I'm falling apart. I never feel happy, I never feel safe I can't let myself ever stay in one place. I look in the mirror and I see the face Of a failure who will never be significant. The face that you see from the morning to night Is the mask that I put on to hide what's inside. I don't take it off until you fall asleep, I don't want you to see what lives inside of me. I thought I'd get older and it'd go away... But it only gets worse and causes more pain. And being alone is getting so hard, I just gotta tell you... Goddammit, I'm falling apart. I'm down on my knees in the dark. Feeling for whatever's left... But the pieces have fallen too far. Goddammit, I'm falling apart. I'm down on my knees in the dark. Feeling for whatever's left... But the pieces have fallen too far. Don't leave yet, I haven't gotten to the part that explains it all. Don't leave yet, I need somebody there to catch me before I fall... To catch me before I fall. Goddammit, I'm falling apart. I wanted to tell you, I wanted to share Some important details that you're not aware of; I want you to listen, I want you to care. I'll choke to death if I don't clear the air...right now.”
The tools of conquest do not necessarily come with bombs and explosions and fallout. There are weapons that are simply thoughts, attitudes, prejudices to be found only in the minds of men. For the record, prejudices can kill. And suspicion can destroy. And a thoughtless, frightful search for a scapegoat has a fallout of it's own for the children and the children yet unborn...And the pity of it is, that these things can not be confined to The Twilight Zone.
Rod Serling, 1959. The Twilight Zone, S 1, E 22.
My 13 year old son started playing trumpet about a year ago and my only dream for him is that he finds a ska band that rips Doc Martin waffles across this non stop spinnin’ world. Pick it up, pick it up!!!
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