seasonal shifts...
as mud season turns to bug season, and tourist season is far off on the horizon, the money sitcheeashun gets a little tight for my well being... so sad to be tethered so to the spending of others, but we are most def not alone in that boat... i have a simple job which i love, in a place i always, yet inexplicably, wanted to live... i am blessed in that regard... LSD made me reexamine all those parables and fables, and yes, cliches of life... but i finally saw the simple truths in them, and this one applies here...
it's not having what you want, but wanting what you have...
i'd go so far as to say that our culture is based entirely on the opposite... so yeah, i'm psyched to be where i am...
i try to pass these notions on to my children, but only time will tell i suppose... i try my best to be honest with them and not to shield too much... they're gonna have to face the good, the bad, AND the ugly... swearing, for example... they hear it at school, on the bus, out at shops, and admittedly from me intermittently... but they also know the literal definitions of these words too... it's ALL about intent i tell them, then back around i take them to the Golden Rule and thinking of others... hopefully... but bottom line is they're gonna hear it, we thrive on it's unwarranted taboo... meet the fokkers, aren't we clever... they're ain't no mystique there chitlins, toss those faux ruffians a book of Bukowski and blow their fucking minds... ah, some day...
i look at my daughter, almost 8, and think of myself at that age...
about to be blindsided by my father blowing his brains out...
over money... ha ha ha................
and now, 30 years later, i probably know my father better than i ever have...
someone i love once said to me, "it's fucking hard dude, but ya gotta do the best you can"...
too true...
but me dad taught me a great, if inadvertant, lesson....
i will NEVER do to my kids what he did to us...
yeah, it is fucking hard, but i will fight to ends of forever for my kids and their life...
it was never about the things you could give us Dad, it was about you...
just being there...
it was a hard lesson, but i guess i have to thank you...
i'll see you around the universe, i still love you...
erik
it's not having what you want, but wanting what you have...
i'd go so far as to say that our culture is based entirely on the opposite... so yeah, i'm psyched to be where i am...
i try to pass these notions on to my children, but only time will tell i suppose... i try my best to be honest with them and not to shield too much... they're gonna have to face the good, the bad, AND the ugly... swearing, for example... they hear it at school, on the bus, out at shops, and admittedly from me intermittently... but they also know the literal definitions of these words too... it's ALL about intent i tell them, then back around i take them to the Golden Rule and thinking of others... hopefully... but bottom line is they're gonna hear it, we thrive on it's unwarranted taboo... meet the fokkers, aren't we clever... they're ain't no mystique there chitlins, toss those faux ruffians a book of Bukowski and blow their fucking minds... ah, some day...
i look at my daughter, almost 8, and think of myself at that age...
about to be blindsided by my father blowing his brains out...
over money... ha ha ha................
and now, 30 years later, i probably know my father better than i ever have...
someone i love once said to me, "it's fucking hard dude, but ya gotta do the best you can"...
too true...
but me dad taught me a great, if inadvertant, lesson....
i will NEVER do to my kids what he did to us...
yeah, it is fucking hard, but i will fight to ends of forever for my kids and their life...
it was never about the things you could give us Dad, it was about you...
just being there...
it was a hard lesson, but i guess i have to thank you...
i'll see you around the universe, i still love you...
erik
posted by Daberhasher at 6/07/2006
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