"There must be some kind of way out of here." Said the joker to the thief.
Some times, things are not what it seems....Shit happens.
Loved ones die.
Families ripped apart.
There is no God.
Justice is not only blind but ignorant.
Lives are damaged forever.
And it seems like there is not way to cope.
Would it be better to lay down and die?
Would it be better to run that little red car under a semi and end it all?
"There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief."
"Businessman, they drink my wine. Plow men dig my earth. None will level on the line. Nobody of it is worth."
Everyone says kind things to your face. They don't mean it when you are the talk of the town....in the newspaper....on TV.
There are whispers.
The mailbox rundown....what's next?
The is dog is killed.
The light at the end of the tunnel is nothing but a freight train comin' to run you down.
There is a line from a Metallic song, "Rip me open but beware there are things inside without a care."
Though I do care and that's why there is so much pain.
I am bitter.
"Hey hey, No reason to get excited." The thief, he kindly spoke, "There are many here among us, Who feel that life is but a joke. But uh But, you and I, we've been through that. And this is not our fate. So let us not talk falsely now. The hours getting late."
Roy is my rock!
Always there.....years of shit heaped upon us.
Thru it all every step of the way....the ups....the downs.
The day he made me get out of bed.
He made me get ready for work.
He took me to work and sat with me until the BossMan came in.
He went home to rest and then he hid all the guns.
That was my suicide watch.
The fall from grace was not easy.
"Just hold your head high!"
Hey,Hey, All along the watchtower.....Princess kept the view.
While all the women came and went. Bare-foot servants too, but huh
You find out who your real friends are when you are under the fire.
Yesterday, we made a major step forward in coming thru the fog....a MONUMENTAL step!!! But still a long road to travel.
Tears were sheds...I am not sure if they were tears of Joy.
Or tears of grief, that we had to go thru it all.
There was no reason for it.
Outside in the cold distance.......A wild cat did growl. Two riders were approachin'........And the wind began to howl.
The winds are changing.
I can breathe again.
I can only hope the that whatever comes I can deal with it as a stronger being than I was.
I choose to blog about the quirky things in life and not the unpleasant.
I am not here for sympathy.
I am not here to plead my case.
I am not here to justify my actions.
I have two choices in how to live my life....to be miserable or to be happy.
I choose to be happy.
I choose to make the best of what is thrown at me.
I choose not to have miserable people in my life.
I choose to sing and dance though I can not carry a tune in a bucket or stay in step.
I choose to blog about oddball everyday life.
I see no point in hurting others.
Life is too short.
Hey Oh All along the watchtower........Hear you sing, around the watch.
Gotta beware! Gotta beware!
I keep a constant vigil.
Thanks Jimi! For the perfect song....or maybe thanks to Bob!
All along the Highhtower.