I believe that imagination is stronger than knowledge. That myth is more potent than history. That dreams are more powerful than facts. That hope always triumphs over experience. That laughter is the only cure for grief. And I believe that love is stronger than death.
[Robert Fulghum, The Storyteller's Creed, from All I Really Need To Know I Learned In Kindergarten: Uncommon Thoughts on Common Things]
I'm a slowly but surely aging hippie, about 51 years in the race, living in Maui, Hawaii; writing a novel and poetry and short stories and searching for a cure for writer's block which I think may be a genetic problem for which a pill cure will soon be found. In the meantime I intend to try Viagra since it seems to help everything else. Sometimes I wish I'd lived in the rougher days of the Wild West, maybe been a mountain man living off the land.
I never seemed to be completely at home with the values of greatness our Great Society developed, bought and sold by Madison Avenue and Wall Street, that more is better and bigger is better still and the trick is to make stuff and instill a need and sell stuff to fill the needs instilled, you know how it goes, and community is a club in more ways than one and we huddle together and by laws beat the intransigent, who may stray onto paths less travelled damn them, into their proper place in the scheme of things; and you know I love Big Brother, the way he watches over me and keeps people from praying in my school and knows just when and where to spend the money I earn and, best of all, when and where to rain bombs and other such agents of destruction upon all those other intransigents damn them all. How can we ever have order if people don't obey the Common Vision?
And I love the way mankind collectively views Progress as a tool for improvement that can be controlled, as if progress is not an angel and a demon, a whirling dervish to raise the dust from whence we came and to which we undeniably will return and you can't take it with you when you go, and that should give us a hint where true value lies....
Whatever this life lacks in certainty
I still feel comfortable with it
Like fishin' on a Sunday afternoon and wonderin' where all the fish are hidin'
And if life gets vicious sometimes, so what
Fight back when you can
Run and duck for cover mostly
And you'll make it
Cuts and bruises heal, and hell
Everyone takes a lickin' sometime or other
Old man Time keeps on tickin'
And gives everyone a lickin'
What Gives Me Hope
life's possibilities...
If I were Mayor, I'd make the world a better place by
What/who changed my life and why
What Bugs Me
Passions
Inspirations
What Scares Me
Favorites
Role Models
Quotation
The real voyage of discovery consists not in finding new landscapes, but in having new eyes. [Marcel Proust]
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The Desiderata
(Aug 4)
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Harbor Light Mission - Part 1
(Jul 29)
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RANDY, May all your wishes and dreams come true!! And as you celebrate the day of your birth, may peace and beauty fill the Earth!!! Warm blessings and joy... Becca