Pony-up

The buzz of the hive never ceases

Winds of change never stop

Day to day we remain the same

Looking back how things have change

Once the size of a hand, now exploring foreign lands

Life has become a carousel up and down, around, around

A joyful ride is now our lives, 

we can choose to stay the same, and just remain, on the carousel of change, 

but the view will always rearrange.

HELL-O Mr. Penguin

Peeing your paints is cool KIDS! said no one ever unless you are Billy Madison. Stay in school kids!!! Why on earth do we sometimes listen to this notion? really stay in school? When was I ever not in school? I really started to ask myself this a few days ago.. I cant remember not being in school(minus the summers). Oh wait yes I can, I was still picking my nose on a regular basis, smelled like a goat, ran around barefoot, and fishing in babbling brooks. I was a bit of a hippy flower child or highly unsupervised as a youth. Then I was forced to conform to the standards of normal society. I don't remember it every being my idea until more recently. If you could some how in your memory pull up a picture/pictures that parents take of their kids at theme parks, family reunions, school plays, and the kids is siting there with the most pained look on their face almost as though they are constipated. That kids has been me the first day of school since the age of 4, yes for the last 20 years that constipated look has been on my face. No I don't have a bowel problem but it more the look of awkward dreaded pain of going back to school. Though like constipation after the first day is over you feel a million times better. I am so glad to be back in school.

My Horizon

You are all I want. It doesn’t matter how I feel, how much I make, where I am, because none of that matters. I dream about you when I sleep. I would do anything for you. I would die for you. Be a slave for you. When you are in agony I feel my heart tear, my soul aches to be able to be with you. Your happiness means more to me than anything that this earth could provide. You are the gravity that holds me down, when I feel like my life is flying out of control. I wish I could read your thoughts so that your every wish would come true. You are beauty to me in every form. When I look into your eyes I can see your soul, it is the purest form of perfection. You are the oxygen to my lungs when I have been shoved under the waves in life and hit rock bottom. I feel the current carrying me and drifting me along out of my control. I swim with all my might left and I am a thousand yard right. I will not stop fighting the current that drags me down you have become the horizon. No matter how hard I labor the current holds me back. The horizons distance never changes it has become fleeting with my every move. Darkness has fallen on me now. In the darkness I may not see, but you are once again next to me in my heart and in my dreams. A new dawn shall come and then I shall see that the horizon can never be next to me till darkness falls.