Friday, June 29, 2012
Jem Missing You
wish this could be
A happy song
But my happiness disappeared
The moment you were gone
Don't think I ever believed that
This day would come
Now all I'm feeling
Is lost and numb
And oh I know I promised
Mmm that I would try
But I, yes I, miss you
And it's killing inside
I'll always be thankful
For the time we had
We were blessed
I should celebrate
But I feel too sad
All the wonderful memories
Just make me fall apart
And it feels like somebody's
Stabbed me in my heart
And oh I know I promised
Mmm that I wouldn't cry
But I, yes I, miss you
And it's killing inside
Ooh well I, yes I, miss you
Want you by my side
Walking, holding hands
Talking, making plans
Touching my heart my soul
I wish this could be
A happy song
But my happiness disappeared
The moment you were gone
Tell me it's not happening
Say it's not as it seems
Tell me that I'm gonna wake up
It's just a bad dream
Please tell me that it's fiction
Tell me it's just a lie
Whatever you choose to tell me
Please say he didn't die
And I, yes I, miss you
And it's killing inside
Ooh well I, yes I, miss you
Want you by my side
Ooh well I, miss you
Want you by my side
Back here by my side
Here by my side
Wednesday, June 13, 2012
I Will Fight No More Forever
To me, this is not a talk of surrender but a man with the view of the whole... the big picture. If this is truly surrender, than I have surrendered to a lot... But I believe it is so much more and unless you experience it, words are inadequate to fully express the freedom it brings... THE PEACEFUL WARRIOR, for lack of a better analogy.
ON TO CHIEF JOSEPH...
Background
Joseph was chief of the Nez Perce, a Native American tribe of the Wallowa Valley in Northwest Oregon. In 1877 the Nez Pierce were ordered to a reservation, or special land reserved for Native Americans. The Nez Pierce refused to go. Instead, Chief Joseph tried to lead 800 of his people to Canada. Fighting the U.S. Army all along their 1100 mile journey, they crossed Idaho and Montana. They were trapped just forty miles from Canada. After a five-day fight, the remaining 431 remaining Nez Perce were beaten.
It was then, on October 5, 1877 at Bears Paw, that Chief Joseph made his speech of surrender.
I am tired of fighting. Our chiefs are killed. Looking Glass is dead. Toohulhulsote is dead. The old men are all dead. It is the young men who say yes or no. He who led the young men is dead.
It is cold and we have no blankets. The little children are freezing to death. My people, some of them, have run away to the hills and have no blankets, no food. No one knows where they are--perhaps freezing to death. I want to have time to look for my children and see how many I can find. Maybe I shall find them among the dead.
Hear me, my chiefs. I am tired. My heart is sick and sad. From where the sun now stands, I will fight no more forever.
For me, one of the most profound things ever expressed... especially if you've ever had a chance in life to relate... and haven't we all?
ON TO CHIEF JOSEPH...
Background
Joseph was chief of the Nez Perce, a Native American tribe of the Wallowa Valley in Northwest Oregon. In 1877 the Nez Pierce were ordered to a reservation, or special land reserved for Native Americans. The Nez Pierce refused to go. Instead, Chief Joseph tried to lead 800 of his people to Canada. Fighting the U.S. Army all along their 1100 mile journey, they crossed Idaho and Montana. They were trapped just forty miles from Canada. After a five-day fight, the remaining 431 remaining Nez Perce were beaten.
It was then, on October 5, 1877 at Bears Paw, that Chief Joseph made his speech of surrender.
I WILL FIGHT NO MORE FOREVER...
It is cold and we have no blankets. The little children are freezing to death. My people, some of them, have run away to the hills and have no blankets, no food. No one knows where they are--perhaps freezing to death. I want to have time to look for my children and see how many I can find. Maybe I shall find them among the dead.
Hear me, my chiefs. I am tired. My heart is sick and sad. From where the sun now stands, I will fight no more forever.
For me, one of the most profound things ever expressed... especially if you've ever had a chance in life to relate... and haven't we all?
Saturday, June 9, 2012
An African Proverb
Every morning in Africa a gazelle wakes up. It knows it must run faster that the fastest lion or it will be killed. Every morning a lion wakes up. It knows it must outrun the slowest gazelle or it will starve to death. It does not matter whether you are a lion or a gazelle... when the sun comes up you better start running.
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