Sittin’ on a fence ‘Cause I couldn’t decide Should I travel through the portal To the other side?
There ain’t much here ‘Cept this fence and me A coupl-a bushes A coupl-a trees
And they’re boring! So boring. Never talk, nope, they never talk. They never laugh or sing either! Just get pushed ’round by the breeze. That’s all….just sorta hmmmmm And hmmmmm…or swoosh swoosh swoosh Like that.
I don’t know why I stay here! I should just fly through that portal And find a rEAl AdveTuRe!
“You need to watch out for the quiet ones.” That’s what they say. For fear of some dreaded, hidden rage
You never know when that can manifest itself.
People who live inside the self, Trust few and mull over concealed truths. Are not a fearful lot. Careful. But not to be feared.
Their life journey has taken them to the edge, Sometimes over the edge. Feeling the weight of pain guards their steps. Insights are their companion…like the lifelong pain of a broken bone. Reminders of foolish mistakes.
One quiet fool who lashes out, does not make the whole.
This weekend was very busy! I helped my daughter (3rd Saturday in a row). We are building a quail hutch for her homestead farming aspirations. The summer is ending and that typically means it gets very hot here. I am not as strong as I used to be, so I am good for 4-5 hours before the heat saps my ambition. One or two more weekends, and she will move her quail to their new home. This previous post alludes to a new project I have dedicated myself to: https://wordpress.com/block-editor/post/photographicimpressionistic.com/718
It is dedicated to simple video with ambient music/sounds for relaxing. These efforts are directed for those times when a little music or video is desired, but only in the ambient sense.
This first piece contains background music composed simply for peripheral use during times when distractions are not wanted….i.e. studying, relaxing, meditation, or even just falling asleep. The music presentation utilizes sampled orchestra instruments and phrases (multiple instrumentation recorded melodies). Future work will include natural white noise, nature’s sounds… all with the intent to help the listener/watcher focus with an open mind.
We try beyond our limits To drown out the stars Our little lights beaming back messages Look at our significance!
Stars scurry into hiding Without fear of self-worth Without care or interest But full of curiosity
They ask moon, Who is this? Are not our lights Sufficient for them?
Moon laughs. “You know, we used to be. Now, some have never seen our true glory. And when they do, they are forever changed. They do not deserve our scorn, Or pity. They will be ok. Give them time, They are new at this.”
I grew up in the suburbs of LA and have always lived with the veil of human generated light blocking out our wonderful universe and its personal messages. There is much to learn in the places that reveal our true existence. Just by being quiet, watching a shooting star or distant satellite, we learn a little about our reality. The perspective of the totality of our being within this beautiful cosmos should motivate us to a tearful joy. Celebrate your place in this universe.