Definition

Black or white is gray

your color is different than mine, but I won't say

and if I say, what term will I use?

Will it be capitalized,

if not, then abused.

Didn't know it was wrong,

til' someone told me so,

was my world better when I didn't know?

Did I make you mad, mad today?

Choosing no side,

just sat in gray.

He or she, I'm not so sure.

It's ok, our way's better than before.

New views, new shoes so many to choose,

a decision's never made but you'll never lose,

you're a winner, you're your own,

you don't have to commit.

"Born this way baby",

you make your own fit.

You're never wrong,

you're always right,

If there is darkness, there is light.

Be your own, you're own is great,

No definition, no mistake.

Black, white, greenbluegray,

today, tomorrow, it's ok.

You don't have to know,

so you don't have to show,

that you choose me, trust me, love me-

your sins are atoned.

This is the life, the life you chose,

one where the definites take repose.

Free to wander, free to roam,

free to separate yourself from home.

Tradition, rot away

until something new arrives,

we all have better things to do

than wait for you to sink into the ground,

your honest, sinking, softening sounds.

Forget your words,

there's none of them left,

they have no place,

they're old and bereft.

This is the life, the life you chose,

one where the definites take repose.

<3

C

"Born this way baby"-Lady Gaga 2010

After all

As leaders are vying for the Presidential Race of 2012, we've all either been tuning into the news, shaking out heads, discussing with friends, nodding in agreement, or shutting our eyes to all that is going on.

As each person steps up to the stand, each continue to address the issues they believe to be most important. Other times, they continue to criticize each other's political tactics. I wonder what these candidates were like in recess back in elementary school. Were they writing speeches with crayons? Rallying other kids? Bribing others with candy? Well, maybe not but I'm sure they were the head of their clubhouses, thinking they were the coolest bunch of kids with their clubhouse bracelets or something.

Reading and listening to campaign speeches upon speeches, there is something I haven't really witnessed and maybe I'm just not looking hard enough. I hardly ever hear candidates complimenting each other or pointing out a good thing the other party is contributing...I mean after all what does 'working like a team' have anything to do with politics!

I'm not asking for fluffy happiness and kum-baya time. I'm asking for once, could someone in the political race say something kind about the other opposing team/person/view? Just point out one good thing and then carry on with your own views.

Last food for thought...if the very people who believe they can change and do good for our society can't even point out at least one good thing in their opposing party, who's to say, they can suddenly generate good for the people once they become leaders? Every person thinks the other person is less intelligent and has an even more unintelligent way of doing things. Few actually stay open minded on that topic and I'm not talking conservative or liberal people here, just the far and few that I wish I was more like at times as well. Even families have dividing lines but somehow they are forced to work it out together and it can be done. Sure there is some grumbling and frustrated sighs here and there but in the end, it's about the family.

Believe you me, I'm all about watching a good race, seeing some fall and some rise up in the midst of trial. A fair game with great competitors is a game worth watching. All I'm asking from the competitors is: a handshake before the game, an encouraging remark once in a while or maybe a smile to one another, a sincere one at that?

What good would that do? After all, aren't we all trying to do something good here?

Peace,

C

I will wait

Today is the end of two days full of music. It's a good kind of tired. One I wouldn't mind having for the rest of my living days. Of course, throw in some sleep and down time in there and I'll be just fine.

I have one more page in my journal left and I thought "hmm there are so many directions it could go." I usually don't think about what I put in my journal, I just write. However, I do give thought to the very first and last pages. I believe the starting and ending have some merit. I'm sure it's purely psychological but that's what I think.

I don't like change. I don't like letting go. Yet, when someone was telling me that they have a new idea and are changing things around in their student organization. I replied, well if it works or does not work, there is change and change is always good. He nodded in agreement. (thoughts: uhmmm change for you not for me...).

So change is good right? (thoughts: ugh)

You are getting my attention tonight rather than the last pages of my little journal. I'm not quite ready to finish it off. I'm not sure what I will say. It's like a date with someone special or something. I want the words to be quite telling of how I feel yet I want to be hopeful simultaneously. Is it so impossible? My head is too tired at this moment to even bridge that gap.

A dear friend of mine reminded me today, be thoughtful and respect wherever you are at in life but leave room for the possibility of change. You never know. (thoughts: change, scary, change, no way, change, really?, change, scary).

Well, my last page will be filled nevertheless. (thoughts: it will be ok...just another thing about growing up. change. breathe. change.)

Love,

C

PS picture taken at Wichita Mountains