Inspired

Woke up inspired today
not sure if it was ..
waking up!, good dreams , or much needed sleep
just felt a sense of purpose as I hopped into the shower

As I move along in this day I call Friday
wife is coming home from a  4 day trip
no plans just to embrace and reflect my loneliness without her
and it will go away when she comes home!

my inspiration comes from many sides these days
multi-faceted endeavors of people, places, events
photographs of people and things I don't know
freedom to live and learn through others perspectives and mistakes

yes my wonderful wife is coming home tonight
bring back normalcy that freedom from company threatens
my own perspective regained and embraced
how fortunate am I? and sometime I can  realize this very fact

yes I woke up inspired today
just like every other day, but today is new
just like tomorrow will be new to me as well
I will look back and dwell, could I have done better?

Inspiration is my appreciation
fulfillment is my platform
and making a difference is my dream
will you listen and hear what others have to say?

There are givers and takers in this life
there are acceptors and donors in the world
If I'm taking more than I give
I'm a waste to humanity and just like everybody else!

Can I make a difference?

I woke up today tired, sore and weary
Feeling a bit out of sorts
so I tried to change my personal culture
and opted to seek out solace.


Simple things and simple pleasures
A courtyard Busker with a beautiful voice
A dad sings to his daughter while driving her to school
A daughter asks her stepfather to be her dad


Life captured on a YouTube video
Happiness is easy to be found
so too is misery and pains all around us
The daily news and Racist in chief


I live my days to make a difference
to the ones' I know and to those I have yet to meet
What difference can I make?
what powers do I have?


I listen to a young girls dilemma
fatherly advice for one not my own
did it make a difference in her day?
I truly doubt a word was absorbed!


Yes the simple things I adore and admire
the things that make a cruel world tolerable to me
the obvious family and friends are ever-present
My music on a ride or in the car


I sing aloud and dream so real
my stage is a day like today and tomorrow
my picture book of my little ones
reminders that life so young and so very innocent


I see the same homeless gals at the corner of Ventura road
one at Channel Islands and the other at the Wagon wheel rd.
On occasion I give them what I have to make it through the day
did I give for them or for the fact that it's not me ?


guilt is a cruel relentless monster
plans and actions gone wrong and knowing that they did
creating doubts of who I am and who we are
As another hypocrite walks across my door


My mother always told me ,"be nice to everyone"
I never understood it until adulthood
See, not everybody has been kind or nice to me
rude belligerent and cruel at times.


I wondered why be nice to assholes and pricks
I hear my mothers voice in my ears
why must I be kind to hurtful people?
because that's somebody else's kid who was raised so wrong


Don't repeat that which I hate
It's always easy to denigrate
With a sharp tongue and a brighter wit
I grown up now and have learned when to quit


my aching shoulder is better now
I unload the burdens that I try to carry
the world is, what it is truly capable of being
a treasure chest of God Help us all!


My simple pleasures in that catchy song
I sing along and feel the warmth
The sad cruel world around me now
Can never diminish the small world where I live


Not much matters in the end
we hold on tight to what we can
so much is beyond our scope and reach
but our faith ,our love and our souls to keep!


Make a difference if you can
care for something or somebody other than yourself
The golden rule of living life
don't expect what you're not willing to give!

Quick Flash

If i haven't Made a positive impact today, i have wasted another day and failed as a man to be a better man that shares goodness by being a living example of what i feel is my purpose for being!  

A Few More

"A Clique is a lazy man's way of stealing a thought"


" Faith is giving something , or some one  the power to ruin and destroy you , knowing that they won't"

Thought Of The Day!

Everyday I wake up to a new sense of purpose, not knowing what that is but I do know there is something in this day that will create an idea, a thought , a memory a spiritual  or physical sensation. As I go through my days I'm in constant thought and mind numbing meandering with myself. I will have a thought and forget to about it, or forget to write it down. SO I just got a new phone, has a stylus and am able to jot down random thoughts as they occur to me. So instead of waiting until I have something to say, I will write them down as they occur to me. Was having a conversation with co-workers this morning in office, nonsensical gibberish as usual, me included! And thoughts ran through my mind as we were talking. So these Thoughts ran through my mind


"Courage is the strength to know it's ok to fail"


"The exception should be the rule"


"Anything worth having must be shared"

Open

Reflection can be a tonic or a curse
I never know what the peek over my shoulder will bring
a happy thought , a dreadful occurrence ?
Although I've lived a pretty charmed life, It can't be that bad


To bury the pains is to kill the reality
Stunting the growth of evolving to greater heights
The many mentors that I look up to
Mr.Schaeffer and Mr. Morales remind me all too often


Can it be Mrs.Duran has nailed it once again
Suppression can be my only friend
When the friends I have don't exist
Go to what you know, and who knows you well


I don't hurt anymore, I'm pain free
Questions arise and answers follow
but the inquisitive side of me still questions it all
wondering if it meets my criteria's


So when I open the window to yesterday
Walk thru the path of tomorrow's impending questions
can the open mind I call my own
Be open to ask for help?

A look Back

I was listening to a song the other day
a Flashback to another time in my life
It brought about joy and pain
And wonder why I went back to that again?


Sometimes I wonder if I want to feel
And wonder if  suppression is my friend
I'm confused at times and cannot hide
the confusion that makes me stop, ponder and question


I go way back to the Boy on the Can
that little boy on the Folgers can
Care free, worry free and so full of questions
What was my life going to bring to this world


My ambitions were never set in stone
Nor were there any desires of fame or fortunes
Reality took a front seat where I sat that day
A coffee can of simplicity and youthful energy


I look back to where I have been
Childhood, puberty and parenthood
The steps in between are foggy now
But I recall enough to shake my head!


I wonder what I saw or what I heard
as a boy whose only thought was to try be happy
Yet the storms and words were thrown about
and the bottles of courage that made us weak


Do I resent the world from which I rose?
I grew up normal I suppose
But my normal seems so strange to me
Everything I know is an anomaly.


I'm not complaining or crying out
I question the things we talk about
I'm married now and all grown up
why do I feel like a newborn pup


Evolving into a better man
trying to grow in ways the best I can
The enemy my mirrored reflection
Self imposed pressures from all directions.


My trigger points are far too many
Not good or bad just thought provoking
I think too much and that's my crutch
I wish I wouldn't feel so much.


A certain song or a particular building
reminds me of an awkward ending
pointing fingers and pulling those triggers
I take ownership and try to be bigger


I wear the armor ,I build the walls
One man job that life is not
I sing a song that brings me peace
A Tumultuous world where drama won't cease


I read and Pray and come to grips
With this powerless feeling at my finger tips
I hold the things that mean so much
And discard away this negative crutch!