Sunday, January 20, 2013
Late Night Train Rides
Inside of a smoke-filled bar, there are patrons waiting for a bucket of beer on ice, while a few more sip on their bourbon-laced Coca-Cola. In the shadows, the television screens flicker with the colors of a hockey, basketball, or NFL playoff game. On a modern day jukebox, someone is playing Wagon Wheel, while another dollar glides through the slot as Journey awaits on deck.
The night passes with a slow ease, and the rhythm of the music syncs with my heartbeat. Outside on the patio, pursed lips take long drags on cigarettes that burn orange in the midnight sky. The youthfulness of a southern belle's eyes turn as large as the moon, and shine just as bright. The passions and emotions cannot be captured by written words. They fill the air. They warm the bitter January cold, and for a moment in time, this world feels much deeper. Allow me to stay in this single frame for just a few minutes longer, and then I might possibly feel all that their is to feel. Let the numbness die at the hands of a tabletop long after the last song drops.
Wednesday, January 16, 2013
July Storms
Beyond somewhere far from here there is a ray of sunshine waiting to warm my face. I have heard from my own inner voice that reminds me that all I long for is merely a heartbeat away. So, I will let a good country song carry me toward to whatever ocean of destiny that awaits. With a hopeful sense that I belong, my soul will carry on in search of the peace that makes it whole. The rains will one day stop.
Tuesday, January 15, 2013
The Shop Is Back Open
There ain't nothing like writing a few blurbs that help expel built up gas. My blog is back open for business. Daily. The hours may vary, but the material will always be of sub-par quality :) -Live for the moment. It is the only one that counts.
Monday, November 26, 2012
Speed Demons
Right now, in this very moment, 70% of people driving somewhere on a U.S. Highway are speeding.
Wednesday, October 17, 2012
Dear God
Dear God,
I know that I am nothing but a lowly human being, a mere mortal, but I have a few questions I would like answered. Why the disparity in this world? Why is it that I see some people with next to nothing, and then another with more money than they will ever be able to spend? It seems very sad to think that the lives of many could be greatly improved if there was more balance, yet we never reach that balance. Why do some people live to be old, and others die much too young? I think there are so many dreams and goals that are left unrealized when a life is cut short.
Why is there inequality based upon your gender, sexual orientation, religious beliefs, ethnicity.....you name it? Aren't we all your children? Don't you love us all the same? If you do, then why do some children have barriers others do not? It pains me to see a person labeled. In turn, that label becomes what defines them. Why are some people very intelligent, and others not so much? Why do you allow richer schools to have the resources to provide for a better education, while limiting the poorer schools? That makes me think that the problem is perpetuated. It seems that some children are never given a fair hand from birth due to circumstances beyond their control.
Why do people judge others? Every person has a story, no matter who the person, and unless we are that person, we will never fully understand their perspective. Does Heaven exist? Does Hell? What is my purpose in this life? Is there a purpose? I want, or need for that matter, to know that there is a reason that I am here. Sometimes the monotony of the days can make it seem like there is an existence without substance. Do soul mates really exist? Why does it seem like people from long ago were much more artistic, creative, and in tune with Mother Earth, the Sun, the Stars, and all that lies beyond human reach?
Where do the people we love go to after they pass away? Do we spend our time here on earth creating deep bonds, only for those bonds to turn back into dust and never be experienced again upon death? Why are there illnesses, pain, and suffering in this world? Why does food go wasted, when there are millions, if not billions, who are starving? Why are there wars? Do you love Satan, as you are supposed to love thy enemy? With all of the tragedies, the stresses, the worries, the problems, and calamities around this world, why don't you stop all of the hurt? On many occasions you've whispered to me, and that has been life saving. I thank you for that. Lastly, does everyone have their very own Angel? If so, I'd like to request the opportunity to see mine more often.
Sincerely,
Danny
I know that I am nothing but a lowly human being, a mere mortal, but I have a few questions I would like answered. Why the disparity in this world? Why is it that I see some people with next to nothing, and then another with more money than they will ever be able to spend? It seems very sad to think that the lives of many could be greatly improved if there was more balance, yet we never reach that balance. Why do some people live to be old, and others die much too young? I think there are so many dreams and goals that are left unrealized when a life is cut short.
Why is there inequality based upon your gender, sexual orientation, religious beliefs, ethnicity.....you name it? Aren't we all your children? Don't you love us all the same? If you do, then why do some children have barriers others do not? It pains me to see a person labeled. In turn, that label becomes what defines them. Why are some people very intelligent, and others not so much? Why do you allow richer schools to have the resources to provide for a better education, while limiting the poorer schools? That makes me think that the problem is perpetuated. It seems that some children are never given a fair hand from birth due to circumstances beyond their control.
Why do people judge others? Every person has a story, no matter who the person, and unless we are that person, we will never fully understand their perspective. Does Heaven exist? Does Hell? What is my purpose in this life? Is there a purpose? I want, or need for that matter, to know that there is a reason that I am here. Sometimes the monotony of the days can make it seem like there is an existence without substance. Do soul mates really exist? Why does it seem like people from long ago were much more artistic, creative, and in tune with Mother Earth, the Sun, the Stars, and all that lies beyond human reach?
Where do the people we love go to after they pass away? Do we spend our time here on earth creating deep bonds, only for those bonds to turn back into dust and never be experienced again upon death? Why are there illnesses, pain, and suffering in this world? Why does food go wasted, when there are millions, if not billions, who are starving? Why are there wars? Do you love Satan, as you are supposed to love thy enemy? With all of the tragedies, the stresses, the worries, the problems, and calamities around this world, why don't you stop all of the hurt? On many occasions you've whispered to me, and that has been life saving. I thank you for that. Lastly, does everyone have their very own Angel? If so, I'd like to request the opportunity to see mine more often.
Sincerely,
Danny
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