Remember...

But you gotta keep in mind that you need to

see the world in bold colours.
enjoy your fantasy, reject their reality.
take a risk for your own sake.
love with every fiber in your soul.
smile often.
laugh even more.
be content with what you have.
but strive for a higher level.
watch a sunset now and then.
buy a 4 year old some ice cream, they deserve it!
look at the stars.
hug someone everyday, you both need it.
enjoy every day.
tell someone thank you.

we all know the story called The King's Chessboard by David Birch. It is about a king that wanted to reward his wise man. The man didn't want anything, but the king insisted. So the wise man decided he wanted a grain of rice on the first square of the chessboard, and he wanted the amount doubled every day for each of the 64 squares. A grain of rice is tiny but collectively it adds up to a lot.

So finally remember to find meaning in the little things. They are more important than you think.

Receding Footsteps.

I'll watch the sky change colours. Fading evenly across the sky, receding into the night. Darkness advancing, creeping with shadows against my feet. Sitting right where you left me, watching the world silently. Stars twinkle in the last of the sunlight. Shrouded in silence I let my thoughts surround me with the coming of the night. A smile on my lips, remembering you sitting with me. Fingertips aligned, secret whispers filling the silence of the coming night. Sitting right where you left me, I watched you walk away silently. Not moving until you were long out of sight and longer still.

I never hang up first, I'm never the one to let go. I just watch you walk away and hope you'll think of me, as I think of you tonight.

But then you'd turn back and smile, for one last wave goodbye. Stormy eyes seem to shine, the sky radiates vibrant tones, and I know peace is mine tonight. The world seems brand new, hearts beat quicker still. It's never as simple as we once knew, drenched in thoughts we're swimming tonight. But your smile and wave let me know everything will be alright.

It's been such a long time...

It's true. I do.

And I feel bad that it's taken me this long to finally realize it. Random texts when we need reassurance just isn't enough.

The other day for some reason I remembered the last time we saw each other. I can't help but smile when I remember your minute long I don't want you to leave hug.

I'll fix this. At least for a bit. I promise!

Waking Up.

I feel that the entire world, at least the mass majority of it, have a peaceful, happy mindset. We all strive for serenity in a Locke type of fashion. The stresses life puts upon us might hide this urge, in some very deep, but if you try hard enough you can find this in just about everyone. In my endless random searches through the internet I came across this tidbit which I couldn't help but share. A video which asked one question. Very simple, very easy, but in this world with all of its closing doors it gave way to enormous possibility.

The question, which was asked of 50 random people on the streets of Brooklyn, New York was one which I had to think long and hard about myself.

"Where would you wish to wake up tomorrow?"

This simple question brought smiles and fantasies in these strangers and truly showed the yearning for peace and tranquility in all of them. Watching bits like this really ensnare a sense of pathos and brighten my day entirely.

I hope you enjoy it as much as I did.

Fifty People, One Question: Brooklyn from Fifty People, One Question on Vimeo.

Another video done in London can also be accessed at the website --> http://fiftypeopleonequestion.com/films/4-london-uk

William Wordsworth wrote that the memory of a field of daffodils raised him from depression when thing got rough or as he put it:
"For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,"

For me it is things like this. The human element in us all coming out in small pieces, making us smile, making us happy.

It lets us know that,


SO !

"Where would you wish to wake up tomorrow?"

I know my answer.

You feel it when the Dance gets Hot, hot.

I ain't got no time to grow old. I ain't got no time to take it slow. We'll be burnin soon and they'll say it was our fault. But I don't care what they say. Just go with my instincts and live life that way. They're pressuring us to live, to make the most of it. I look at them in their rocking chairs and infinite wisdom and I am appalled.

My life is here and now. I am living it. I have no choice. It's not about these rules and these social norms. It's simply about coming on up and staying on top. My top is different than yours. So what's wrong with a little destruction? How can we enjoy the mountain air with oxygen tanks strapped to our legs? I choose a different path.

We'll be burnin soon and I'll love every second of it. Let me take your hand. Turn your back to the voices, to the lights, to the world. Let me take your hand and lead you into the riot. When all the world is burning and anarchy is abound, we'll smile. We alone will be happy.

We took a shortcut. We know a secret. We can dance in the flames.