Wednesday, October 26, 2022

We Are Not The Same

I paid the price you couldn't
I accepted the truths that you wouldn't
Look at you and look at me
We are not the same

I talk the talk and walk the walk
I am everything you wish you were
You burn with envy
And I fan the flames
We are not the same

When you see me
You see everything you're not
And never were
I do the things you can't
And never could
We are not the same

I am everything I want to be
And when you look in the mirror
You see that you're not
Look at you and look at me
We are not the same

Saturday, October 8, 2022

How To Beat The System

If you can't explain something in a few words, then you probably don't understand it that well.  Here are a few words on how to beat the system:

Do only things you love doing
And don't stop
Don't even slow down
Or you will be reduced
To a cog
In a dysfunctional machine
Which doesn't care about you
And when you die
Will replace you
As though you never existed
Your only hope is to find
What you love 
And keep doing it
That's the only way
To beat the system
That's the only way
To elevate yourself
Above being a cog
In a dysfunctional machine
Find what you love
And keep doing it

Saturday, August 13, 2022



My dog’s life philosophy is, “It’s play time, all the time.  24/7.   Until you drop."  It's an admirable way of being.

Friday, August 5, 2022

Talent Show

It took about five years of daily practice for me to even start to like how I sounded on the guitar.  Here’s to perseverance and many more years of daily practice.

Tuesday, August 2, 2022

Never Grow Up. Never Get Old.

I first caught the surfing bug when I was a little kid, but I didn't really start surfing until I was 36.  My goal is to keep surfing until I am 100, maybe longer.

Sunday, July 17, 2022

The Speed of Progress

Racism's greatest trick
Is convincing you it doesn't exist

Only the dumbest racists
Admit being racist
But it's the smart ones
You've got to watch out for

They're in Congress
And in City Hall
And in corporate suites
And in uniform

They may not be the majority
But there are still enough of them
To manipulate the law
And the media
And inspire fear
And anger and spite

And they're not all white
That's the strange part

You would think people
Would know better
Given the history
But time goes on
And we learn nothing

Maybe progress is inevitable
But it sure is slow
And sometimes it goes backwards

Monday, June 27, 2022

Clowns in Robes

A clown in a robe
Is still a clown
'Tis not his clothing 
That makes him a clown
But his actions
A clown is defined
By his decision making
The Supreme Court
Is Supreme
Only in its foolery
A Supreme Clown Show
For the ages
With the jesters
Sitting on the bench

Friday, June 3, 2022


If you greet someone
And they don’t greet you back
They did you a favor
Because you just learned
In three seconds
That this person is a loser
And it cost you
The low, low price 
Of absolutely nothing

Friday, May 20, 2022


In the history of the world
The good guys win
But just barely
And you ask yourself
How is that possible
That the good guys just barely
Beat the bad guys
When there are so many more
Good guys than bad guys
And the answer is disinformation
Some of the good guys
Thought that the bad guys were good guys
And the good guys were bad guys
Because the bad guys told them that

Wednesday, May 18, 2022

Sliding and Gliding

Sliding and gliding
Like a dream
How could this be real
I have to do it again
Just to make sure
It really happened the first time
And it wasn't just my imagination
A fantasy acted out it in real life
Like a divine play
A gift from the Gods
One with the Universe
A wave of energy
That makes you feel alive
Not just for the moment
But for the whole day
As if you were sleeping before
But now you are awake
Now you are alive
Now you can feel
Now you feel alive
Now you are living
Now you experience life
With your senses awake
And feel what it means to be human

Monday, April 4, 2022

Getting Back Up

High hopes and good intentions
As if those were ever enough
Something more must be necessary
But only God knows what

Hard work, dedication, commitment
Those are all necessary too
But there's something else

Maybe it's luck
Or maybe it's fate or karma
Some special ingredient
That successful people have
And others don't

Maybe it's self-belief
But it has to be real self-belief
The kind that is only earned
The hard way
By failing and trying again and again
And having success
Only after struggling mightily
That's real self-belief

Easy wins won't get you there
But tough losses might
So long as you get back up afterwards
Maybe that's the special ingredient
That successful people have
It's getting back up

I Am Your Money

I am a rich man's dream
And a poor man's prison
People lie, cheat, steal and kill for me
It's hard to say
Whether I am the cause 
Or the solution
To all of life's problems

People can't get enough of me
No matter how much they have
Like an addiction
But it's not called an addiction
Because I am not a drug

People lose sleep over me
People slave night and day for me
People will do almost anything for me
But I am not love

In fact, I don't have any feelings at all
But people feel good when they have me
And feel sad and angry
When they don't

I start wars
But I don't fight in them
I start arguments
But I don't have a voice

People who have me are deemed righteous
And people who don't are deemed fools

You're lucky to have enough of me
Even if you have a good job
But you can't live without me
Go ahead and try

You can't go to school without me
Or go to the doctor
Or have a roof over your head

But I don't care about you
I am utterly indifferent 
To whether you live or die
I don't have faith or morals
And I certainly am not virtuous
In fact, I come with great vice
The people who have the most of me
Are often guilty of great crime
And are less often punished for it

I am not your ego
Though we go hand in hand
I am not your friend
Though you love my company
I am not your master
Though I am a tyrant

Who am I?
I am your currency
Your dollar
I am your money

Thursday, March 31, 2022

The Eyes and the Heart

The eyes wander
But the heart stays
The eyes are like children
Running this way and that
But the heart is like a wise old man
Who always knows exactly where he belongs
And is never in a hurry
The eyes are easily distracted
But the heart remains undisturbed
The eyes are always changing their mind
But the heart remains true
The eyes seek gratification everywhere 
But the heart brings them home
The eyes want it all
But the heart only wants what it needs
The eyes wonder what it’s like on the other side
But the heart is happy where it is
The eyes are restless
But the heart is content
The eyes are like children
But the heart is wise