...THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE...
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A Journal of Sorts
I know which way the wind is blowing
I still have my own course to sail
it's not whether I get to where I'm going
if I turn away from my own path, I fail
and that is the only way I can fail
(and I won't build my own jail)
the first line comes from someone somewhere but my memory does not place it at this moment... it did inspire the rest of thought and so I give the orginal author thanks as well as I can today... I believe I saw it on one of Asleigh Brilliant's Pot Shot cards... I wonder if he's still in business... I wonder where that box of wonders may be today... hopefully in storage and not lost...
typing away... and it may be the journals are going to be completely updated and ready for move by tomorrow... well, ready enough... the adding to and tweaking may never end... other than avoiding the conflict in the house while cooking, I've been sitting here typing and keeping myself company with the TV all day... may have been two days since I downloaded mail... that's gonna mean I better shut down before I do so memory is cleared to make sure there's room...
that's kinda what this is all about (to segue into myself and these journals and all the written gardens)... to clear my memory, empty the baggage, resolve all conflicts, overcme all obstacles, tune up me, and be truly ready to share as I love to share - sharing everthing without inhibition or restriction... unconditionally...
I'll just keep believing somebody is out there who seeks the same dream and dares to actualize it in spite of the risks and obstacles... all I need to do is listen to the music and read the words to know I'm not the only one...
J
