Good Boy: a Dogs Day for Life

A lesson pulled out from right under feet. A dumbed dog waiting patiently seeks an unfaithful master, who means to love back. Unsure of the responsibility, master abandons. Pup sits and waits, and waits but will eventually give up. Starved. Hounds back on the streets, wise but now unkind. This new breed purges on in search of replenishment and replacement. Unsatisfied and forever thinking about his first master..
Woof.. .

a Warm Moment

Content as a Summers Bone. 

Flurry floats upon my Throne.. .

Tree Theme. (unaltered images taken from iPhone4)

Central Ohio's Clouds (unaltered images taken from iPhone4)

Can you comprehend the End?

Life is so Grand and Overwhelming.
Its hard to stay on the Path, to keep from falling and sharing with those other great, wonderful, amazing, connecting individuals. Be aware, they Will stall you.
Distract you from the path that leads to each owns ultimate goal.
In the end, to truly be happy with, yourself.. .
Circle of Life much anyone?

Poop!

I must be the only man that is not 100 percent proud of Pooping.

I know that everyone poops, and yes I am aware of now of the ever so popular children's book 'Everyone Poops'. That's totally fine.

It's just that I have had plenty of male roommates including a father and brother who keep me updated about the biological process when it arrives. These guys usually have a big smile on their face as well, as if I couldn't tell from the 180 shift in there body language. 

I personally don't want to announce it. I don't want anyone to know when its happening so that they are thinking about it. I certainly don't want anyone to smell it. I don't want anyone to talk to me from the other side of the door. Not cool. I don't want to see cell phone pictures of the biggest one they have ever taken. I Even know that "Upper Decker" means when you take a Poop in the top part of a toilet tank (yes really), and then an unsuspecting next user flushes they will see the Poop transfer from the tank into the toilet instead of clean water.

Now I'm ranting about Poop. I'll stop.

Good bye.

kNOwing (Yes)

I am beginning to realize the true nature of the world. 
All that giving, and taking. 
Do not birds eye Discouragement as yourself being a slave to a natural system, but rather as letting go of your your unspoken hangups. Only then can you really Witness it. 
Absorbing a sacrifice is not the same as committing one. 
Harnessing the power from a situation of which you have no control over is the only way to have control of the situation. At least take something from it, more than the lesson itself. 
This is not selfish, its selfless. Grin and you've just learned how to smile as you kill. 
Look your getting positive recognition already. Doors are opening. 
You will start to see further into the horizon. 
This makes your Self Happier, and in return people are Happier back to You. 
It really is a Win Win situation.
. ..Enjoy your New Powers.. .

The Bottom Walk

Sitting inside on a chair, I hear a calling behind me.

I seek out a solo walk to gain a vision. 

This walk was a soft whisper calling to me, like that of a pointer finger motioning me closer with a wink. 

I look out the window and saw where the path would lead. 

Over the hill past the Cow barn, down towards the "Bottom" of the valley where the woods meet the creek and the property line.

Its called the 'Bottom" because its a part of the property that is at the lowest topographical point. Above it a giant hill. 

Nothing good comes from this place. 

In History it is the place of numerous tractor crashes that sent the tractor's and its' dragging wagon's tumbling down the hill. Injuring a few. Unknown fatalities. 

I was in an accident there myself years ago when I was a tween. Riding a three wheeler ATV I experienced a unexplained thrust from the vehicle and was send flying forward uphill towards a fence that acted as a ramp and sent me flying into the air, only to have the ATV land directly on top of me, knocking me unconscious. I awakened in major pain and to find bleeding from my ears. 

There is an old swimming hole here where the cousins used to go jump in to cool off during those hot summers days. Only to be bitten by both water snakes and snapping turtles. 

My aunt Linda is convinced there is a Gateway of some sort down at the "Bottom".

I wasn't scared or looking for trouble of any kind. Just naturally curious of what I would experience or see. So put on my boots ans headphones and headed down.

The Walk.

I noticed some down Trees from recent Storms.

Congested groups of Bushes.

Tangled Tree limbs.

Banks dug out from Storms.

They form a Channel for flood waters.

Unplugged ears for now.

I asked the Universe to show me something.

I follow a *Fools Path.

I come to a Downed Tree.

I'm attracted to a Tree I recognize from my Youth.

Climb its large broken branch.

 

The Hill takes my Focus.

 

I Climb the Hill, I'm about to Receive my Message.

Put your Music on Random, Pay attention to the Songs.

I start Dancing in the Wilderness.

It gets Blurry for a few minutes.

I ask the Woods to enter.. I do not receive permission.

These Songs/Artists are Interesting.

Songs:

Jesus Don't Want me for a Sunbeam. Some Beastie Boys. Some Beatles.

 Run This Town. Can We Get Together.  Embrace the Martian. Here Comes the Sun.

Some Chemical Brothers. The Way It Is. 311.

The Sun is Setting.

I Don't get it, what am I supposed to understand?

Then I Stumble upon this. A Dead Calf.

The Energy Shifts. Lyrics, "Get the hell out there".

Darkness Falls. I didn't bring a Flashlight, on purpose.

Have I caused this? Why was I meant to see this?

Still there is beauty.

I write this down in my Digital Notepad..

Making sense of my Hypocrisy.
Mirror my Mockery.

Getting Aristotle Off.

Milking Sugar from their Diamonds.
Abandon Reality, Escalate Fantasy. 

One Eye Open is a Safe Path. 

Fast and Steady Wins the Race.

Only Human. I'll show you the way outa this place.

Be Clever in full View, while they've Taken a Piece of you.

  Here Comes the Sun, in the Night.. .

*Fools Path is a Path in the Woods that is not necessarily a paved or traveled path or trail, but looks like one. Most likely a random opening to look like a Path, yet it beckons to be followed. -Jesse Carmo