50 Lives in America

Really sad, the gay mass shooting. Really sad about this latest mass shooting. Really sad I can use the word “latest” to preface mass shooting. Really sad there are people celebrating this mass shooting.

Really sad I can’t donate blood. Really sad I can’t give ALL my friends, gay/straight/other a hug. Really sad to see the hypocrisy of land of the free. Selling guns, selling rights, taking lives. Really sad, really sad, really glad, really glad because I am and am not (t)here and free.


What is there in music that it should so stir our deeps?

We are all ordinarily in a state of desperation; such is our life; ofttimes it drives us to suicide. To how many, perhaps to most, life is barely tolerable, and if it were not for the fear of death or of dying, what a multitude would immediately commit suicide! But let us hear a strain of music, we are at once advertised of a life which no man had told us of, which no preacher preaches. Suppose I try to describe faithfully the prospect which a strain of music exhibits to me. The field of my life becomes a boundless plain, glorious to tread, with no death nor disappointment at the end of it. All meanness and trivialness disappear. I become adequate to any deed. No particulars survive this expansion; persons do not survive it. In the light of this strain there is no thou nor I. We are actually lifted above ourselves.

[H.D.Thoreau, Journal, 15 January 1857]

I Ain’t Your Momma

Let me give a you little advice “my son”
There’s a reason you’re a party of one
Think about the way you’re living
Before the living is done

So you don’t die alone

First of all there is your health
Don’t care for you
Can’t for anyone else
Don’t love you
Can’t love anyone else

We all live and die alone

Second babe there’s what you do
Your talk ain’t nothing
If you don’t follow through
Your dreams ain’t nothing
If you ain’t in hot pursuit

Gotta live your life for you alone

Thirdly there’s the company you keep
How you treat them
And new people you meet
Are you a fairweather friend
Or true consistently?

So you don’t live alone

What kind of energy you want to be?
Me, I’m all about positivity
But you gotta do it for you
Don’t do it for me

So you don’t live alone
So you don’t die alone

So here we are full circle “my son”
Has the full force of self-realization finally won?
Have you parted the clouds to let in the sun?
I ain’t your momma so better learn these three ones

Before I leave you alone

Before the setting of the sun
Before this dance we’re dancing is done
Before all you have has left you and gone

Before I leave you alone
Before you’re all alone
Get it?
So you don’t die alone