OPEN MINDED V. CLOSE MINDED
At a wizened age of 29, I’ve learned some new tricks as an old dog. I care to share some of those bones, unless you want to stay in the middle of the pack.
“I’m not young enough to know everything.” – Oscar Wilde
During the formative (Baby thru toddler) stages of your own come up, you were “open” to everything. You treated everything like a Google search: touching things, exploring – a vast sponge bound to be the …
Yesterday, I was able to hedonistically imbibe a shot of my past, as I celebrated what is and was my 11th anniversary with my first love. That day, I asked her to be my girlfriend; a small ripple that altered the continuum of my life, indelibly shaping the way I would become as a person you see today, in 2010.
I don’t really want to focus on the good, or bad of our relationship, the ups and downs of when I was in it. Our time …
For me
Everything always seems to end
in abend
of course I didn’t intend
to just be your friend
F it, i’ll pretend
Talk shit like I own a Benz;
A mercedes
just for the ladies
Well, I don’t own it, it’s my Dad’s…
Do I really have it that bad?
They’ll drive you mad.
Something you want,
more than you ever had.…
Dearly Departed,
Let’s finish, why you never started.
Your beliefs, questions, unanswered.
We have our system of why’s
And why not?
It’s a plot
A coupe
To be at peace with the things we have no clue
When it turns back
When your nothing new
It confirms against what you knew
So what now?
Now that your dead and gone?
What would you say to those so far gone?
Don’t regret
Don’t forget
And then
Treat this like it’s heaven.