Thursday, November 14, 2013
I have a view that's in my head. You have a view from yours. Your ideas are in your head and not mine, and obviously the reverse is true. Just because you can't seem to understand that your mindset does not necessarily translate into a correct and universal interpretation of reality, is not to be made my burden. In other words, I have little patience for people who still insist on pushing their ways of thinking upon others, assuming they know best. It appears to me the clearest way for me is to be rather than to just say. To look inwardly rather than point the finger as though the one pointing can live up to the judgement they imply through pointing at others. Makes sense to me.
Friday, September 20, 2013
Pop Rock Overload
Monday, August 26, 2013
I swear my soul remembers a time when my dignity was intact and there was no need to sing the blues. I remember when suffering was not so monumental that the blues was necessary. My soul remembers a time when music and art primarily celebrated life. Regardless of what others try to tell me, I do not hear anything celebratory about life in the blues. What I hear is the sound of being stuck, of not having learned anything that would aleviate the need to sing the blues. I hear the sound of being identified in a way I don't relate to. The sound of the blues does not comfort me.