Category: Random Musings

Random thoughts, from a random mind – mine. I’m fairly confident my viewpoint differs from that of the majority.

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    Truth bares itself within the light, while lies lie hidden by the shade.

    Perhaps the most satisfying food, is food for thought.

    When everywhere about is dark, light holds great appeal – I’m looking at the world, and finding very little illumination.

    Truth, from the mouth of our three year old granddaughter, Eden. “Bye, I will miss you and you will be so happy to see me again.”

    The words that ease, are the words that please, while those that tease bring pleasure and unease.

    “I ask of that which troubles your spirit.” http://www.amazon.com/dp/B0054RFWU2

    There is no truth so true it is exempt from scrutiny, by you.

    Beliefs that bind more than they set free, are better deemed as lies.

    To that duty must we tend, for should one save we attempt the deed, we might not bend, but break.

    For the vast majority of us what life has become, is not living but barely existing.
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    When those you love depart, in your memory they’ll dwell, never saying goodbye, a memory, of pure hell.

    “…summoned their strange and exotic souls to appear before us…” – from my favorite review of Malmaxa. http://bit.ly/CGAxAM

    We live in a short term world where profit outweighs principle, and money overrules morality – what we need, is change.

    How would you feel if you learnt everything you thought meant anything proved itself a lie? http://bit.ly/CGAmb1s

    When we talk too much, and say to little. That.

    Those who will not question will not learn.

    Are the worst lies those we tell ourselves?

    Is a lie less a lie if it is not believed?

    Is a lie’s depth determined by how shallow it is?

    If the color ascribed to wrong is black, and the color to right, is white, what is the color of maybe?
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    There is something comforting in the familiar, and frightening in change – people know it’s wrong, but continue doing it anyway.

    Everyone’s desire is to be unique, yet still they remain the same. {You’re unique, grow a pair – boobs or balls – and show us who you are.}

    What I thought I meant isn’t what you think I said – why is communication so difficult?

    I get it, we all want to be safe – but why does that mean we all have to be the same?

    There is a being to whom you must remain true, you.

    Why was I born, why will I die, every thinking person needs to know why.

    Why: a crooked letter each of us strives to make straight.

    Not the same, and not what it seems. At risk of being discovered, have you read Malmaxa? http://bit.ly/CGAmb1s

    Who lifts you up, when your down days come, your friends, every single one. #FF

    Born into pain, we live a life, then when we die, will we live again?
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    Sometimes the things we so silently think, should stay unsaid.

    While thoughts may go unsung, deeds can never be undone.

    While thoughts may refine it’s deeds that define.

    perhaps my biggest failing is that I refuse to stay silent, yet I consider it my most valuable attribute.

    When we cannot laugh at that which is wrong, should we choose to cry instead?

    I don’t partake of any “recreational” drugs, but frankly I’m sick of Marijuana being the whipping boy of big tobacco.

    Marijuana has real, measurable benefits while all tobacco offers is… well, cancer.

    Inaction is evils most ardent ally.

    When good people stand idle the wicked gain ground.

    Sadly, “wicked” has lost some of its meaning – I think wicked thoughts, yet feel no shame.
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    When the gender of our flesh does not match the gender of our soul – there is no tragedy is this.

    you are human as am I as are we, and friends, I hope we’ll always be.

    Love: when you have it, you’ll know it, just hope you don’t blow it.

    Conflicts come in twos, the view of each is always that the other side is wrong.

    Though victory assumes the mantle of right, in truth all it proves, is might.

    Women openly may weep, gaining comfort from their tears, while men a stony face must wear, lest others sense their fears.

    Though truth may be tragic, there is no need for it to be cruel.

    Age’s value is in the memories it grants, not in the flesh it renders weak. @nycedaze_ {my next tweet is for you}

    The most attractive thing about any women is an agile and mature mind.

    Got words to say, then say ’em, got places to go, then go, got things to do, then do, but remember, all that that you do, will stay done.
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    Disagreement isn’t to be avoided, but embraced for the chance of change it brings.

    Our nights are filled with dreams, and fly by too fast.

    Trolls don’t deserve your attention, your friends do. @bitgit Block them and move on, or ignore them. @lbc973

    Character dwells within the heart, not within the garb.

    Simple joys- Children, anyone’s. Laughter, and harmless fun. Truth, that doesn’t bite. A family meal, every night.

    The power of a child lies within their eyes, which don’t yet know the nature of a lie.

    If a war of words you cannot win, perhaps the wisest thing might be, to never begin.

    American political debate isn’t about what “we” can do for you, it’s about what “they” cannot.

    The best people strive to think of better ways, and not only with words.

    “I’ve known you were gay since you were six I’ve loved you since you were born” – a father, to his son.
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    Sadly, in today’s world our wants and our needs are often at odds.

    If each of us took only what we need, what a world of plenty would this be.

    Within your memory they will dwell, pristine for eternity.

    Independence is a state of mind, more than a place in which we dwell… that, might be better termed solitude.

    “Morals and Mischief, Motives and Mayhem.” ~ a possible title for a book on philosophy, by me. {anyone interested?}

    Tricky bits of treachery are the morals, that should not be.

    I am the worst sort of fool, the variety who speak when they should be silent, who share, when they should take a care.

    Not so much for myself as for my children and children everywhere, who face a future rendered bleak by greed.

    I’m in agreement, in principle. But morals are tiny little things that require virtually no definition.

    Morals: itty-bitty things you embrace, or avoid.
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    Once you’ve seen the light, darkness won’t do. {No, this has nothing to do with religion.}

    Monsanto.. the same company that makes genetically modified organisms – guess they’re not satisfied with only killing 500k. 🙁

    You are you, and I am me, and each of us is precisely who we should be.

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    The best person you can be, is you so to yourself stay true.

    Freedom is fragile and never free, take it for granted, and watch your government make it flee.

    You stay you, and I’ll stay me, and neither of us, false friends to the other will be.

    nature, both gentle, and ferocious can be.

    A country that treats its allies as enemies is doomed to stand alone, as all pariahs should.

    My gramma made errors all the time, but I never complained cause she made cookies too.

    The power of the littlest ones is to entrance, few can withstand their powerful appeal, and for those who can I bear pity.
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    Don’t be afraid of the past, for it is done, be afraid of the future, yet to come.

    What is excitement, but an amalgam of anticipation and fear?

    Our differences are far less than our similarities, we have only to see beneath the flesh to behold the character within.

    The authors we most admire, write the writings to which we aspire. #Tolkien #Seuss #OmarKhayyám For me, there can be only three…

    Every one of us is both a fool, and a savant, sadly we don’t choose the side we reveal to the world.

    Words, the clue to we.

    Simply because people are in the public eye, does not grant the public sway. An insightful article. http://www.salon.com/2013/07/25/stop_asking_huma_abedin_why_she_wont_leave_anthony_weiner_partner/ … via @Salon

    A curved line… the silhouette of a woman’s form, from front, side, or rear, true beauty is always there.

    Character: the more you give, the more it grows.

    The problem with thought is that once you start, it’s pretty much impossible to stop.
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    So often the sounds of things aren’t the same, when we translate them to paper, from our brain.

    How good we are doesn’t matter if no one cares.

    Love the work you do, or be a slave to the work you hate.

    Is it a good thing, to close your eyes and experience death?

    We fool ourselves that we do well, when we choose, our time to sell.

    Does acceptance of our mortality make us better mortals? I think… yes.

    Who has washed our world of joy? A question close to what this poem is about. http://bit.ly/CGApTgp

    How did the world slump into such straits? This is not the way things must be. People are not pawns to be discarded.

    Wife, “I’d like to see you try…” Me… smile, chuckle. Wife, “That wasn’t a promise, that was a threat.”

    Since I seem to have nothing positive to say today, I’ll just go away. For my unknown friends ~ http://bit.ly/CGApFrn