New things are going to bloom
A broadened horizon's gonna loom
upon the weakened man
whose life was destined doom
A day will come
A moment will consume
the old
the constricted
the morbid
Will slow-fade to reveal brightness
to exclaim enlightenment
to open envelopes of dreams discovered
I hold in my hand a gift
behold, it will change lives!
It will enable lives and allow for a season of blossom
Flourishing fast!
New things are going to bloom.
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
The Water's of Success are Moving!
So this weekend, sitting in a paddel boat with my dear friend Ralph Gerble at 12am Friday, I decided to come up with a new tune to describe my feelings toward the current moonlit waters of Lake Ozark. The song I ended up writing/producing is as follows:
"The waters of success are moving.
The waters of success are moving.
The waters of success are moving.
The waters of success are moving." (cont.)
So yeah, that's basically it. I'll probably be recording it soon, however cranky-pants Johnson wasn't too fond of the tune and i don't know if it just didn't hit home for him or if it really did give him a taste of bitter remembrance. I mean this song just wasn't agreeing with Ryan's musical tastebuds and I contemplated my next move. Should I continue to sing it, should I add another verse, or should I just stop altogether? I'd like to say that the Lord most certainly intervened at this moment because it was right then that I received a triumphant revelation. (similar to the frequent mailings of Miracle Springwater I've been receiving from Peter Popoff ministries) This hit me right where it hurts, the pancreas, and I told Ryan what I was thinking.
"So you know what, I have an idea."
"Yeah?" Ryan replied. "What?"
"Why don't you sing the song," I said.
"No way! that song is Stupid and I hate you for singing it," he retorted. So I kinda let him perculate for a while until I told him the deal.
"If you sing this song," I said, "I will jump in the lake and swim back."
Mind you it was like 35 degrees in the lake and I had not towel, no way to get dry, and I really didn't thin he'd actually want to comply with my desire.
"Okay," he said.
"Really?" I replied. "You seriously will?"
So I jumped in and swam to the dock, drippingly wet, and I met him by the dock as he approached to tie up. He sang it. All four lines like an angel falling out of--like a fallen angel!
I was so proud of this display because someone sang my song, not because they had to, no, because it was freaking good!
A success!
"The waters of success are moving.
The waters of success are moving.
The waters of success are moving.
The waters of success are moving." (cont.)
So yeah, that's basically it. I'll probably be recording it soon, however cranky-pants Johnson wasn't too fond of the tune and i don't know if it just didn't hit home for him or if it really did give him a taste of bitter remembrance. I mean this song just wasn't agreeing with Ryan's musical tastebuds and I contemplated my next move. Should I continue to sing it, should I add another verse, or should I just stop altogether? I'd like to say that the Lord most certainly intervened at this moment because it was right then that I received a triumphant revelation. (similar to the frequent mailings of Miracle Springwater I've been receiving from Peter Popoff ministries) This hit me right where it hurts, the pancreas, and I told Ryan what I was thinking.
"So you know what, I have an idea."
"Yeah?" Ryan replied. "What?"
"Why don't you sing the song," I said.
"No way! that song is Stupid and I hate you for singing it," he retorted. So I kinda let him perculate for a while until I told him the deal.
"If you sing this song," I said, "I will jump in the lake and swim back."
Mind you it was like 35 degrees in the lake and I had not towel, no way to get dry, and I really didn't thin he'd actually want to comply with my desire.
"Okay," he said.
"Really?" I replied. "You seriously will?"
So I jumped in and swam to the dock, drippingly wet, and I met him by the dock as he approached to tie up. He sang it. All four lines like an angel falling out of--like a fallen angel!
I was so proud of this display because someone sang my song, not because they had to, no, because it was freaking good!
A success!
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Exhaustive Depletion
So my blog title kind of says where I'm at right now with everything and how I feel. I am without a doubt excited for Spring Fling and dismayed by the workload. these videos...i know I'll get them done. I mean, whatever it takes right?
It's April Fools day so I started it out by telling a few friends that i was just leaving the ER (via text) and that I'd be back soon. They had given me some meds to take. Pretty sure Josh believes me, because he texted me back to say he was glad I was alright. What a nice guy! It's sure nice to know people care about you, even though I did not get side swiped by a car door driving past.
It's April Fools day so I started it out by telling a few friends that i was just leaving the ER (via text) and that I'd be back soon. They had given me some meds to take. Pretty sure Josh believes me, because he texted me back to say he was glad I was alright. What a nice guy! It's sure nice to know people care about you, even though I did not get side swiped by a car door driving past.
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