you should have come over. but it's better that you didn't

Sometimes a man gets carried away,

When he feels like he should be having his fun

Much too blind to see the damage he's done

Sometimes a man must awake to find that, really,

He has no-one...
 
- Jeff Buckley
 
 
why do these words ring so true? How does one stumble upon that thought that's been lingering in one's head in life. Then it's like wow, I'm not alone in this. Someone beat me to the punch. A mixture of different things are swirling about my head right now.Makes me think that sometimes what we want isn't always the best for us. That the let downs help us in the long run over the temporary disappointments. It's hard to see at the time, real hard. I guess that's why people chalk it up to experience and that the quiet knowledge of having gone through it bring's about a certain solace within one's self.

For some reason

John Register paintings and David Gray have been making their way in my head as of late. David it setting the compositions down, as John is getting there 5 minutes before me. When I photograph things, I tend to have both in my head. I don't know what it is that I am drawn to. I guess I see the beauty in the desolation. How very cryptic, I know... but sometimes, it just makes sense.

Expectant Mothers

Parking spots are a pleasant lil surprise when trying to find a place to put your car at the food store. Before people go out front of my house with picket signs and that lady that protested Bush outside of his ranch, I shall digress. Where were those spots when our mothers were pregnant? Oh, that's right... they were strong enough to walk the extra 5 feet to get where they needed to go. I could poke that giant balloon that looms over us, the ills of the world and all the travesties within, but I shant ( if that's even a word, if not, it is now ) go there at this juncture in time. It just makes me think about things. We have spots for handicapped, expectant mothers, those with children. In all fairness, why don't we have one for veterans of wars? Maybe we could make spots especially for the obese, we could put them further away from the store so they burn more calories going in to get whatever it is they need. The need to compartmentalize everything in this society seems redundant. It's almost as if we have something trivial, someone wants to make a bill or a law for it, then get the credit for being the one that enacted it. Call me silly, but do we need all this?

Some things lead to others

"I was born in the arms of imaginary friends
free to roam, made a home out of everywhere I've been
then you come crashing in, like the realest thing
trying my best to understand all that your love can bring" John Mayer

I was searching for lyrics to a song I heard at the gym, These words weren't those, but just as well. The search for those words which lead me to these , seem most apropos to the moments transpiring in my life right now. You look for one thing, and something comes out you from another direction, completely unexpected... I don't know what the purpose of this blog will be, nor the direction it will go. Aside from a new found friend, this seems to be a nice layover for my thoughts till my mind can take flight again. Typing those words just now, brought me to one of the reasons I am starting it. I find it interesting my subconscious used that particular arrangement of words...

more to come...