Category: Deep Thoughts

If everyone only spoke when spoke to, the world would be a very quiet place.

A beautiful aspect of aging is you get to have thoughts like, "I wonder if I could braid my nose hairs."

We have a variety of interesting smells in the house today. So as I try to track down their sources, I leave you with a reminder that the 5 states of matter are gas, solid, liquid, plasma, and milk:

Things that should never…be solid: milk.

Things that should never…be done together: nakedness and boiling water. For example, one should never make tea naked.

I don’t say f*ck nearly enough! (how the hell do you pronounce * anyway?)

I am overwhelmed by the enormity of what I do not know.

Of all the things I ever wanted to be, I am none of them.

Over the years, I have been told that we have two ears and one mouth because we should be listening twice as much as we speak. The truth of the matter is that for the most part, speaking is a waste of effort. I think it takes most of our lives to realize this which is why its the old men who keep their lips shut; has very little to do with hearing loss.

Maintaining the illusion of normalcy during troubled times is like maintaining the illusion that you can breathe underwater. However, both are important.

I’m listening to The Righteous Path by Drive-By Truckers right now. Hits close to home and turns me a bit introspective every time I hear it. I do a lot of thinking lately about how I have lived my life, whether or not I am repeating habits of old or learning and growing? Am I truly living up to my own belief systems and have I set the bar too low (or too high)?

Years ago, I had some pretty far fetched dreams balanced by some pretty achievable goals. Seems I missed all of them. I lost the dreams and missed the goals. Now a days, my dreams and goals are pretty much "put food on the table" and "make sure the car has gas." Yes there are greater aspirations inside me but I feel an oppression that keeps them from surfacing.

As we make choices in our lives, we will be judged. If you look righteous up in the dictionary, one of my better friend’s name comes up. He is just shy of qualifying as a priest. I think I’m a pretty straight up guy. I’m honest and have a high level of integrity. Compared to my friend, I’m a heathen. But it is wrong to compare ourselves to other’s systems of morals. We must define our own morals and be true to ourselves for no matter how you live, someone will judge you harshly. The challenge comes in not judging ourselves too harshly and simply asking, "Am I on the righteous path?"