Short and sweet tonight ladies and gentlemen. I did WAY too much yard work today and I feel like I'm broken. I got up at 10AM today and after two cups of coffee, a few cigarettes (don't judge) and some Advil I felt like I could take on the world. The sun was shining, the breeze warm and sweet, and the sounds of life all around gave me such a wonderful feeling. I got to work weeding and tilling, potting and planting, trimming and cutting. I'm not sure how long I was out there in the sunshine but apparently it was a while because I'm covered in sunburn. It's nothing severe but I feel more dired out than a California rasin.
I know I skipped out on posting last night but lately I've been feeling pretty crappy. I don't feel as sick as I did before being diagnosed with leukemia and starting my treatment. But the chemotherapy I have to take is potent stuff and comes with some side effects. My hands are swollen from water rentention and even writing can sometimes be difficult. Thank God for computers! Typing is much easier. But I do miss laying in bed physically writing poetry. Something about having the words in ink on paper and having room and the ability to cross out, crumple up, throw away, burn, etc. is comforting. It's a labor of love and frustration trying to get the exact words to describe a feeling. I will be posting up some of my work in the weeks to come. If you find my very first post you will find a link to something I wrote back in 1999 and posted to the Net. I got such wonderful comments from that simple piece I wrote. One person even said I inspired them to continue writing.
BUT I get carried away. My friend Heather stopped by my house today and we were on my back deck smoking cigarettes and bullshitting like we usually do and we came up with a GREAT saying. As the title to this post says "It's not corrupting...it's correcting." I knew the words were worth their weight in gold the instant I heard them. I've been accused of corruption; tainting someoone's character or some shit like that. But getting someone to chill the fuck out, have a beer, and be normal, to me, is NOT corruption. It's correcting their up-tight, stick in the mud, boring attitude if even for a little while. I think that as a society we're so stressed out and most of that stress is self-induced and self-inflicted. After being told that it appeared that I was in the terminal stage of my leukemia the stress of life seemed trivial and unimportant. Don't worry though; after more tesing it's been determined that I'm in the chronic phase. You can't get rid of me that easily.
I guess the message today is don't let life get you all worked up. I think that we need to collectively calm down, step back, take a deep breath, and just relax. I know we all want a great job, lots of money, fast cars, and big houses. But we have to also live in reality. Not all of us are going to get there. And that's okay. But we should work hard and be grateful for the things we can get and the things we have already. Because when we're cold and dead we can't take all the crap we collect during our lives with us. It's more about being nice to one another, caring for those of us who need extra care, taking the extra few minutes to find out how our neighbors are doing, helping our loved ones with their burdens. THOSE are the things we can bring with us. And if we find those things worth more than money and things we'll all feel more fulfilled, and in turn more relaxed. So don't corrupt your life with stress, correct your attitude tow That's all for now. Over and out.
Oh by the way check out my friend Heather singing here http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P2gCq-EP_zk. It's a slightly old video but she's very talented! Show her some love and leave nice comments.
I know I skipped out on posting last night but lately I've been feeling pretty crappy. I don't feel as sick as I did before being diagnosed with leukemia and starting my treatment. But the chemotherapy I have to take is potent stuff and comes with some side effects. My hands are swollen from water rentention and even writing can sometimes be difficult. Thank God for computers! Typing is much easier. But I do miss laying in bed physically writing poetry. Something about having the words in ink on paper and having room and the ability to cross out, crumple up, throw away, burn, etc. is comforting. It's a labor of love and frustration trying to get the exact words to describe a feeling. I will be posting up some of my work in the weeks to come. If you find my very first post you will find a link to something I wrote back in 1999 and posted to the Net. I got such wonderful comments from that simple piece I wrote. One person even said I inspired them to continue writing.
BUT I get carried away. My friend Heather stopped by my house today and we were on my back deck smoking cigarettes and bullshitting like we usually do and we came up with a GREAT saying. As the title to this post says "It's not corrupting...it's correcting." I knew the words were worth their weight in gold the instant I heard them. I've been accused of corruption; tainting someoone's character or some shit like that. But getting someone to chill the fuck out, have a beer, and be normal, to me, is NOT corruption. It's correcting their up-tight, stick in the mud, boring attitude if even for a little while. I think that as a society we're so stressed out and most of that stress is self-induced and self-inflicted. After being told that it appeared that I was in the terminal stage of my leukemia the stress of life seemed trivial and unimportant. Don't worry though; after more tesing it's been determined that I'm in the chronic phase. You can't get rid of me that easily.
I guess the message today is don't let life get you all worked up. I think that we need to collectively calm down, step back, take a deep breath, and just relax. I know we all want a great job, lots of money, fast cars, and big houses. But we have to also live in reality. Not all of us are going to get there. And that's okay. But we should work hard and be grateful for the things we can get and the things we have already. Because when we're cold and dead we can't take all the crap we collect during our lives with us. It's more about being nice to one another, caring for those of us who need extra care, taking the extra few minutes to find out how our neighbors are doing, helping our loved ones with their burdens. THOSE are the things we can bring with us. And if we find those things worth more than money and things we'll all feel more fulfilled, and in turn more relaxed. So don't corrupt your life with stress, correct your attitude tow That's all for now. Over and out.
Oh by the way check out my friend Heather singing here http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P2gCq-EP_zk. It's a slightly old video but she's very talented! Show her some love and leave nice comments.