Saturday, December 24, 2005
14 min 17 sec
Bee Gees - I Started A Joke, Ben Folds Five - The Luckiest, Bob Marley - I'm A Rainbow Too (Fatboy Slim remix)
Here it is for us to see. Not for the faint at heart, but rather its the thought that counts, right? Well, if you are like most people, it first comes as a shock. But as the warmth from the people that are gathered in your name, you soon start to realized that this is bigger then anything you have ever seen. Soon we will all want the gift that was at one time dismeal to say the least. What is this so called glories gift that we all must see. I wish it was just that easy. I once thought that even telling this story was going to be a big task. THe phrase of just never finding the right word to describe what you seen, felt, and now believe, was going to be near impossible. That was at first, but what I soon realized was with time I chareshed it even more.
I walked down to you house to see if you were outside, maybe swinging on that porch swing one see's so often in movies. Her house was not you call movie martierl. Not that the house its self was in any way neglected. It just had a character to it that yelled I am human. I see no one. What if I could have been 10 years old seeing you for the second time. Would you believe me if I told you we met 10 years in the future? Probably not. I would have believed it myself if it didnt happen to me. I was sleeping in my room. The next morning I woke up in my childhood home. Far removed from the city I became so accustomed by, to a small country home in the midwest. I loved my childhood, but why now? I am not sure if I want to be 15 again. I feel that this has now become a dream. But as I walk around and really start to feel that this is reality, and what I use to know is now a dream. Back and forth from reality and and dream like settings. I want to wake up, but can't.
From a time I could remember the smell, to now, all I can do is get this sense of security. I am not reminded of this as offten as I would wish. But today I came across it when I had almost forgot about it completely. She came into my life just shortly after my mother died. I was reluctant to let this lady in my life. My mother will be the only mother I let into my life, and now that she is gone, I choose wether to include her or not.
*I am stoned on Christmas eve, shame on me.
Here it is for us to see. Not for the faint at heart, but rather its the thought that counts, right? Well, if you are like most people, it first comes as a shock. But as the warmth from the people that are gathered in your name, you soon start to realized that this is bigger then anything you have ever seen. Soon we will all want the gift that was at one time dismeal to say the least. What is this so called glories gift that we all must see. I wish it was just that easy. I once thought that even telling this story was going to be a big task. THe phrase of just never finding the right word to describe what you seen, felt, and now believe, was going to be near impossible. That was at first, but what I soon realized was with time I chareshed it even more.
I walked down to you house to see if you were outside, maybe swinging on that porch swing one see's so often in movies. Her house was not you call movie martierl. Not that the house its self was in any way neglected. It just had a character to it that yelled I am human. I see no one. What if I could have been 10 years old seeing you for the second time. Would you believe me if I told you we met 10 years in the future? Probably not. I would have believed it myself if it didnt happen to me. I was sleeping in my room. The next morning I woke up in my childhood home. Far removed from the city I became so accustomed by, to a small country home in the midwest. I loved my childhood, but why now? I am not sure if I want to be 15 again. I feel that this has now become a dream. But as I walk around and really start to feel that this is reality, and what I use to know is now a dream. Back and forth from reality and and dream like settings. I want to wake up, but can't.
From a time I could remember the smell, to now, all I can do is get this sense of security. I am not reminded of this as offten as I would wish. But today I came across it when I had almost forgot about it completely. She came into my life just shortly after my mother died. I was reluctant to let this lady in my life. My mother will be the only mother I let into my life, and now that she is gone, I choose wether to include her or not.
*I am stoned on Christmas eve, shame on me.
# posted by John smith @ 11:25 PM 
