Why have we let our government take over ever aspect of our lives. We allow ourselves to be taxed and regulated to the point it's next to impossible to get things done. And if you can get things done it's next to impossible to make any profit because of the asinine fees, taxes and regulations, permits, insurance…it's fucking theft!
I can't take a dump without the government wanting a piece of it. Hands off you greedy soulless bastards!
Choices...
Life is seldom what we expect. You dream and plan and end up trying to deal with what actually happened.
It's how we deal that matters. There are things we think we want. Want more than anything else. But maybe, we are really better off with out them. Maybe it's the longing and wishing that things had been different that is holding us back or slowing us down.
Every thing is a choice. The choices are easy. It's the living with those choices that gets difficult.
It's how we deal that matters. There are things we think we want. Want more than anything else. But maybe, we are really better off with out them. Maybe it's the longing and wishing that things had been different that is holding us back or slowing us down.
Every thing is a choice. The choices are easy. It's the living with those choices that gets difficult.
All The Time In The World...
Once I feel in love with Sunshine.
Every spare moment I spent basking in her glow and warmth.
When the complications of autumn arrive and the clouds fill the sky,
I miss my Sunshine and her warm embrace.
No matter how dark the winter may be,
springtime always comes.
The seasons can't be rushed,
for they have all the time in the world.
Enjoy each day as if it's the last,
and embrace the warmth of the Sunshine.
Every spare moment I spent basking in her glow and warmth.
When the complications of autumn arrive and the clouds fill the sky,
I miss my Sunshine and her warm embrace.
No matter how dark the winter may be,
springtime always comes.
The seasons can't be rushed,
for they have all the time in the world.
Enjoy each day as if it's the last,
and embrace the warmth of the Sunshine.
The Right Thing...
The funny thing about the right thing, is that the right thing isn't right for everyone. There is always someone that isn't going to agree with your decision. Especially when love is concerned. Is the right thing, wrong?
When love is in the air. No matter how great the passion, how great the attraction, how great the connection...eventually, one or both are going to get hurt. Even when you try to do the right thing.
Is it the right thing for the wrong reasons, or the wrong thing for the right reasons?
Even unintentional pain hurts.
When love is in the air. No matter how great the passion, how great the attraction, how great the connection...eventually, one or both are going to get hurt. Even when you try to do the right thing.
Is it the right thing for the wrong reasons, or the wrong thing for the right reasons?
Even unintentional pain hurts.
Dark Days...
Once , I met someone that changed my life. From that point on, the world was a different color. The black cloud that followed me was gone. Sunshine filled my life.
The thing about sunshine is that even the smallest cloud can blot it out.
When you spend so much time with a dark cloud following you. And then you are surrounded by sunshine, it's easy to get hooked on the light. It's an amazing change of pace. Then on the days when the sunshine is hiding behind a cloud you really miss it. You get used to it being there. It's easy to forget what life was like when every day was cloudy and dark.
When you love sunshine, the dark days seem so much darker.
The thing about sunshine is that even the smallest cloud can blot it out.
When you spend so much time with a dark cloud following you. And then you are surrounded by sunshine, it's easy to get hooked on the light. It's an amazing change of pace. Then on the days when the sunshine is hiding behind a cloud you really miss it. You get used to it being there. It's easy to forget what life was like when every day was cloudy and dark.
When you love sunshine, the dark days seem so much darker.
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