It's Okay

Just got in from walking the dog. He is a mini pincher in his twilight years. The wind is howling outside. It is peaceful. 12:28 am reads on the clock. I've got a late night drive through order of a Big Mac snack rap and junior chicken. The 'Celestine Prophesy' by James Redfield sits on my desk to my right. Just purchased it today! An unopened Budweiser tall-boy sits on my desk as well. 'I just opened it'! Taking the last few bites of the junior chicken. Now taking a sip of the tall boy.

Earlier, lost a playoff game in a men's Tuesday night hockey league. Even with the loss, it was fun. Had half a beer just before the game, and had another three, after. Yes, I am a sinner. Drove two of my friends home. For those who question my actions, had a good size dinner, which diluted most of the alcohol. Would not have driven If I knew it was a mistake. Really don't care what anyone thinks. It doesn't matter!

Spoke to both my friends in the truck. Both are individuals who are generous, and just like the rest of us, are making their way through this freakish world. For some it hasn't been freakish. For some it has been a hell.

A quarter of the beer is gone. Wish the feeling would last.

A few of my friends in the change room earlier, were smoking the ganja. The second hand was smooth and soothing. The beer was ample.

The beer is okay. The marijuana is okay. The violence isn't, neither is the stupidity. Reality, as we know it is beautiful at times, but can be a nightmare as well. I know the world is more than the bullshit we have been dealt. The beauty is somewhere as well.

Escape this world. We need to sometimes. Like white sands and palm trees. I will fall asleep with a smile. I hope I wake with comfort.

Love. Friendship. Compassion for a brother, a sister, a stranger. Compassion for your soul. We need it.

Betting on the horses live online from Australia as well . It is calming.

Easy for me to sit back and use my time as I wish. No real dependents. No real responsibilities. No little ones.

I hold these feelings, these insights, these understandings of the heart, as long as I can. The real world is anything; the air you breath, the hands you touch, the hearts you warm. My reality will count for those who want to count it.

Wake up from this trance, or reality. Wake up tomorrow with a smile, with humility, with a boldness!

12-16-22-5

It grips your sword when the wicked come forth
And loosens the hold in the face of mercy
It shows you worlds that your hands cannot touch
And brings you to places only your heart can feel
It is laughter, it is hope, it is reason
It will expect you to tread in oceans of tears
Yet it will question, starve you, and break you down
Until you take that deep breath, and open your eyes once again
Own it, live it, set it free
It will become something you will hold infinitely
Understand it, challenge it, and believe
Give it it's rightful immortality