The Rebel's Eye

Our field of dreams  set on fire Dying from Pure desire  I'll never know Won't get to see The final act How does this story go You smashed my heart Killed my dreams  Left me bewildered  Such a bloody scene  So when I see you I'll walk on past Eyes locked with my smile mask You'll never know how my empty heart  bleeds for what you tore apart And for what  Trips and accolades Massive Hotel rooms above the glittering Thames  You dare not look down  You know you'll see Piled skeletons  tattooed with your name How they loved you They died for you Still alive but  broken inside too I wish for you  nothing at all A space once for you cleared in my mind Knock down the walls Let in the light  Trying to tell him Yes, it's alright  I'm not a monster I'm what he made me Doing everything I can  To remove his shading  Welcome to my mind Welcome to my life Don't mind me Building something stronger Executive type Hold the t...

You appeared to me On an autumn day Just as I was shedding all evidence of a past life You appeared to be  The warmth so needed heading my way I was so sure I caught the good life  In a bottle  I placed my last words Tossed it out to sea Need help from the current  A cry for my last demands Fall on deaf ears The ears of a man You try to change my shape Cookie cutter I'll spend my last breath restisting I'm a runner Intrepid plans fall into my hands As I let go of yours to scout new lands I may be a sad but I'm not small Only way I stand is proud and tall I won't let you make me small  Ive made my mark you'll never forget  My face plastered on the walls Of your heart Go ahead try and make it small I have dreams of white fences  Blue skies filled with our laughter  A place to rest my head, ring out my heart and dump the contents of the mind on the floor I thought I saw you somewhere in that painting   but that was nothing more than pretens...

I sit alone reviewing the pages of this post mortem  A report I no longer need I dream of ways to get blood flowing through my veins combat this boredom  I know you watch and hope I still bleed  I'm not alone And I'm not scared  And happy to report that no oneone cares What you say or think I did Your karma appears as the the color red I can't see clear shadows smoke wind and rain All I can do is watch the phantoms we become  You'll never have the pleasure of knowing I promise There's more to me than meets the eye No reason to remember wash away with the rain In the back of my mind I'm still aware  All I can do is watch the phantoms we become Oh oh I feel so free now but I wonder how Oh oh I let you watch me hunt me and take me down Oh oh I have no fragile heart of glass  Oh oh You have a place only in the past  I sit and marvel how I mastered autum But they called me out - a need for speed  I dream of ways to get blood flowing  through ...

New year’s resolution.  New year, new you.  Quitting, starting, more effort, stop chasing, discipline, commitment, success- The word resolution arrives in the English language from Latin origins meaning the process of reducing to simple form.  As the years went by the word took a more figurative meaning, and around the 19th century the word resolution was identified as an intention, specifically for the approaching new year.  Traditions for the new year date back further than I realized.  Some worthwhile mentions are the Romans who started associating January with resolutions.  For them January is ruled by Janus, a 2 faced God who represents beginnings and endings.  The Romans celebrated the season with small gifts to loved ones.  In the 1800’s knights would renew their chivalry vows in an end of the Christmas season celebration known as the Vow of the Peacock.  The phrase “new year resolution” can be found in an 1813 Boston newspaper, accord...

  Happy Father’s day all!  Father’s day is very important to me for 2 reasons.  One, my Dad is no longer with us and neither is my Grandpa.  Both were extremely important in my life and I am always looking for ways to honor them.  The second reason is the motivation for today’s post which is that Dad’s are not celebrated or appreciated appropriately compared to their female counterparts, and I want to address that.  In today’s thought journey, I will take you through what I believe the sacrifices and true responsibility of being a father is as well as some really great inputs from my friends, family and co-workers when I asked them directly about being a Dad or what they think being one will be like.   Parenting is tough.  That is the messaging anyway you slice it.  There are tales of sacrifice, sleep deprivation, being stronger than you ever realized you could be, and also softer with a sense of love that only comes with being responsib...

  We are taught to work hard so we can play hard.  We are sold the idea that the college educated people sporting suits, living behind white picket fences with new Suburbans in the driveway are the showcase piece of success in America.  We believe that the more money we make the happier we will be, and there is a desire instilled in us all from an early age to chase this dream, this status, this destination and all its material possessions at almost any cost.  We trade our hobbies, our free time, or worse, our health, happiness, precious relationships and our financial freedom in exchange for these status symbols.  A silent statement of accomplishment.  In this thought journey, I want to discuss a complex idea that is broken down into a simple question.  Which is the bigger flex?  The house, car and the look, or a modest life which opens the door to early retirement and the possession of ‘fuck you money’?  Is it the American dream or the Amer...