The beauty of a thought

Everything from rolling out from under those warm blankets to deciding which way to turn at that red light requires a thought.  

Imagine a life where everything is controlled by one central being.  We are not allowed to have opinions, we can't decide which pizza topping we like better, and our life choices are predetermined.  It is that imagination that makes me appreciate the life I have.  I, like many other college students, think very differently from their parentals.  I am one of those people that looks at a tree and pictures the years that tiny acorn went through to become the mighty oak it is today.  

Music also plays a huge role in my life.  It amazes me to listen to the thoughts of great bands like Bon Iver,  Ray Lamontage, Iron and Wine, and The XX.  Imagine if these people didn't exist; they didn't have the ability to express what they are thinking and then put it into a harmonic melody.  It would make those rainy days feel lonesome and those walks to and from work and school feel even longer than they really are.  One of my favorite things to do is to eat outside while listening to my ipod.  I sit there watching the people and cars drive by but all I hear is the sound of the bass coming from the well tucked headphones in my ears.  As I write this I am currently listening to "Wordless Chorus" by My Morning Jacket, and even the "aaaaahhhhhhooooooo.... oooooooooowwwwwwwaaaaaaaa" moans were put there for a reason.  Music is a marvelous thing.

Even the thoughts that can't be expressed with words can be beautiful.  Art.  Within our own minds we carry these ideas that change or influence us each day.  With art we are able to put those ideas into a picture or object.  Words don't have to be written down or spoken for us to understand and be able to read what was going on through the artist's mind when he or she decided that their thought should come alive.  Each brush stroke had a purpose.  The angle of the photograph had a reason.  

Most of us will never know why we were put on this earth but we are here for a reason.  Remember that your thoughts make you you.  Wherever you go through life, your thoughts will be appreciated.                 

The all mighty

The sound of her voice calms me when I am down.  She can bring a tear to your eyes then make you laugh all within an hour of your time.  She has inspired others to come forward with their actions and she makes everyone believe in themselves.

The power of Oprah Winfrey is like no other.

She came from nothing and now has everything.  If only one day I could be an ounce like her.  From watching her show all these years, we all now know how the struggling housewife makes it through her day and why the closeted teenager feared his or her parents.  

Sadly the time has come for the hour she spares us each day to come to an end.  Luckily in just a few months we will get 24/7 of her.  Oh how I love her so.

Seat in the corner

Oh my seat in the corner how I've missed you so.  My social life took over for sometime but now I am back to fulfill your emptiness. 

You are always there when I want to be alone.  You will never leave me when I am in need.  

We share the same musical interests because you never get mad when I have Jack Johnson mornings and Miles Davis nights.  

I wiggle and I squirm, but you never move about.   I toss and I turn, and you never shout.  

I pass you day in and day out, making sure you are still there.  Each night we meet again, your warmness comforting me.   Through rain and wind I will come find you.  

I think about you throughout the day, you are always on my mind.  You help me gather my thoughts and contemplate what is to come. 

The time will come when we have to part ways, but you will always know that you will be my seat in the corner.

Sometimes we don't need to know all the answers

What will I do,
where will I go,
what will I become,
or has it already happened?
Who will I influence,
who will influence me,
or has it already happened?
Who will I meet,
who will meet me,
will we remember each other,
or has it already happened?
Where will I see the sun rise,
where will I see it set,
where will I plant my feet,
or has it already happened?
What happens when its all over,
what happened before it all begun,
will we all gather again,
are these our last few moments,
or has it already happened?
Not all of life's questions need to be answered.

Afternoon Delight

Yet once again I have survived another week here in the land of bright minds.  

Just the word "Friday" brings this sigh of relief over me.  No more answering to people.  No more pressure. Just relax and let the days to come flow on through.  If only I could capture this feeling in a bottle.  A little squirt of it each day would relieve the worry thoughts.  There would be no hectic to our daily lives.  People would just wake up to live life.  

Society forgets what is around them sometimes.  We don't realize that there is so much more to life than what we are presently doing.  Stop and picture this.  At this very moment I myself, am sitting here, enjoying a nice glass of pink lemonade, but what is the rest of the world doing?  Somewhere out there, people are starving, fighting, and working just to see the sun rise tomorrow.  Most of them will never get to enjoy the beauty of life to its fullest.  Be thankful for what you have.  Enjoy the beauty that surrounds you.  

Last week I wrote a paper on which song had influenced/changed me in some type of way.  The only thing I could think of was from one of my favorite movies, "Into The Wild."  The great artist Eddie Vedder, contributed his talent to the movies soundtrack and the one song that stands out is "Society."  It talks about not needing things to make it in this world.  It makes me want to stand up right now, walk out the door, and never look back.  We as a society forget about the beauty of Mother Nature.  One of my favorite things to do is to go for a drive and admire the wilderness I pass through.  I think to myself, "somehow each of these trees started from a tiny seed, and each grain of sand on the beaches washed ashore from the wide open ocean."  

I'll leave you on this thought and feel free to give me your thoughts on "Society."    

Birthday present

     Like any other day here in the land of bright minds, I once again traveled to and fro listening to the great Miles Davis.  There is just something about the way he plays that calms me and helps to uplift my day.  I feel the need to put on my well creased black dress pants (usually reserved for funerals) and dab a few squirts of cologne on to top it all off.  I look around and see the "gangsta" and the "douche bag" and I ask myself, "Really? Do these people really expect to be thought of as mature human beings when they act like they just stepped off the daycare bus?" Oh well I guess for now I'll just keep truckin' along.

     Also as I once again got sucked into the world of facebook, I saw a message from the Miles Davis page saying that they are releasing his Kind of Blue album on vinyl LP.  I can picture it now, lights dimmed, me in my funeral pants, cooking like Nigella Lawson, all while the sultry sound of "So What" plays along. So as my birthday is coming up, all I want this year is a record player. Just so I have another reason to soak in the glorious sound of Mr. Davis...