Intriguing. Yesterdays post invited two very different responses - both of which surprised me and put a smile on my face. The first was a whole bunch of (sadly) like minded people also saying, in a loud voice of togetherness “YES! We too have dark, bleak unholy days and know not where they come from.” The second batch was a raft of people saying they would help me out with my KISS vs KIDS dilemma if only they lived closer. This was most heart warming as I know each and every single one of you actually meant it.
Curiously, the Dark People are all members of the Circle of Fear. All good guys and gals busting their chops 25 hours day to do their own thing, their own way. Not just tossing it about like a salad, but constantly trying to move forward, creating and looking to add something new to the world. None of us do it for money (though we’d like to), we do it because it’s there and nobody else is doing it but as Roger said yesterday, it gets tiring having life punch you in the face as soon as you think you’ve turned a corner.
Conversely, the Light People are all of a certain type as well. They are people I have known for a long time and despite what they may think of themselves, all appear to be centred and grounded individuals. They probably don’t think of themselves as strong and independent but they are - oh, they are. Sadly, I will probably never tell them this to their face nor how much I admire them for simply being able to live normally without crucifying themselves on the alter of “what if”, so their only chance of knowing that this is what I really think, is to happen by here on this very day.
Which makes me think that the only way to get out of here alive is to accept the world. Stop fighting and ease into the passenger seat over what you think is important and change the focus completely, but I couldn’t do it - and members of both parties would punch me in the mouth if I did. I guess some souls are born shark and some turtle.
Which isn’t a smite on anybody but a very slick link to this. Regardless of whether your name is Charlie Cairoli or Pierrot. Charlie was the best the world has ever seen. Shame on you if you live in the UK, are over 30 and don’t know what I’m talking about.
Lost my train of thought now... where was I? Oh yeah... check this out:
Currently listening to: W.A.S.P. Babylon
Currently reading: damning weather reports
Currently watching: nothing. Have caught up with the world.
