Trapped in a World of Minutiae

There is always more to the picture than what you realize. Don't let your thoughts remain trapped in a world of minutiae.

Limited Thinking

Its human nature to mentally attach limits to our endeavors. From henceforth, I will strive to be conscious of any limiting thoughts and dispense them from my thinking.

Boy Hits Car - Man Without Skin

Can you see the line where the water ends?
Throws itself off into oblivion.
As sky goes so complacent
And then spits a little compassion.
Dusk approaches, the city's carnivorous.
*Moisture's* sweat like it wants to eat us
And devour everything but this mouth
Sings of this glorious fetus.
Tucked deep inside the rafts of blood.

Everywhere it seemed that there's a memory.
Sometimes memories kill me.
As I travel the avenues of the streets
And shadowed alleys of this fucking city.
Everyday day it seem to love a little less.
Seem to love to chew on my calmness.
And drive me to the end of myself
Where he is.
Dispose of me.

You're like a man without skin.
Everything he touches seems to hurt him .
And he says maybe I'm just a person.
But I'll be for you if you let me.

All I want is animals to be free.
Run around and fuck right out in the street.
Every day they're gonna wanna eat me.
But I'll try not to take it personally.

And is there no love in this city?
Can someone have just a little pity?

You're like a man without skin.
Everything that touches seems to hurt him.
And he says maybe I'm just a person.
But I'll be for you if you let me

Just like a man without skin
Everything he sees seems to touch him
And he says that the one who watches over me
I'll stand alone let god make a trade.

Come on, baby.
Penetrate me.
You go so deep,
So deep in me.
Is there no love in this city?
Could someone have just a little pity?

'Cause we're tucked deep inside the rafts of blood

You're like a man without skin.
Everything that touches seems to hurt him.
And he says maybe I'm just a person.
But I'll be for you if you let me.

Just like a man without skin,
Everything he sees seems to touch him.
And he says that the one who watches over me.
I'll stand alone let god make a trade.

Penetrate me.
Penetrate me.

Can you see the line where the water ends?
Throws itself off into oblivion.
As the sky goes so complacent
Then spits a little compassion

Suffer and Grow

The experience of suffering is like the experience of exploring, of finding something unexpected and revelatory. When you find the outermost thresholds of pain, fear or uncertainty, what you experience afterward is an expansive feeling, a widening of your capabilities.

-Lance Armstrong

Reflection on Wanting

"Wanting" is an unfortunate habit which leads down a road of patheticism*. From henceforth, I resolve to be more conscious of my wanting. If the desire is truly worthwhile, I will elevate it to an "expectation" where it can take root and bear fruit. Otherwise, it will be dispensed from my consciousness.

* I know this is not a word.  But it should be.

Good Riddance - Yesterday's Headlines

Running short on imagination
Still we waste it all on words
Spoken without the benefit of our minds

The candle burns the edges fray
Our best intentions waste away
And everybody loves the things you've done
And on and on and on

Life appears weightless
For everyone but me
This world grows heavier every day
Deterioration
Growing old before my time
Nobody cares never mind

We all prey on our vain condition
And the hopelessness of it all
These days there's nothing
We can trust

The dreams we made we've seen them face
Trampled by our sad parade
Yet we're so pleased with what we've done
And on and on and I'm done

The mind breaks down when it dies
Our machines doubled in size
To orchestrate the grand collapse
I see us all trapped in its path
There was a time we were unbound
As if we're never hit the ground
But just like rain we can't keep from falling

Adversity

Strength through adversity is a basic but, all too often, forgotten element essential to human evolution.