My grandfather built his house With his own hands And yet later in life Cut off half his thumb with a chai… If Alanis Morissette is right
For years I sojourned as a humble… Hanging all my hopes On one day emerging as a brilliant… For my moment in the sun Inching ever forward towards the s…
Power is a measure of the capacity to cope with our lack of control and in wielding our power to take control
Going home had come to feel like dining in a restaurant where the food is celebrated but the customers merely tolerated
They put a circle at dead ends so you can either live there or turn back but we just keep
In the state of nature You live by the sword And die by the sword In civilization The pen is mightier
Time marches on and for mere mortals it marches to the beat of its own… which is how we got rhythm But the immortals found
We are not material beings; We are embodied spiritual beings Language is how the spirit moves u… As in moves our bodies– Especially when words are set to m…
People think artists are painting, dancing, writing, or… when really they’re all whistling past the graveyard
Some families hide the truth in pl… By laughing at it Although it gets confusing for a c… When the truth is a joke That can’t be told
Anticipation or dread work equally well at stopping time though the length of the work week
When my dog gives me that knowing… I don’t know what she knows I only know that she knows Who I’m fooling And it isn’t her
I thought I was Playing to the crowd When all along I was getting Played by the crowd The crowd, it turns out
It’s a sign of the times that No matter the path you take You will know you are finding God When first you become an embarrass… And only then receive
We used to be able to talk to each… About the world Because we could always say Present company excluded But now that every screen
