Chattered brittle smoke flies
Here's that crazy guy again
Broken for the moment now
Fumble the pieces together again

PEOPLE. That's right. YOU. I do so implore you to figure out where you stand.

Where do you stand? In which way would you care to lean? Musically, mechanically, literally, figuratively? Positive or negative, it's all up to you. Dreams? Where do your dreams burrow themselves?

What if a person has lost their dream and has realized the complexities that come with waking and going over the same old grind?

When all else fails, what does one hold onto for their own sake and peace of mind?

Difficult questions require difficult answers.

Welcome back from the dead!

The idea is to create reachable dreams. Keep hobbies strong. Don't go into business doing the only thing you truly love or else pleasure will morph into business and the joy will be dead.

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Redlandsman87
When all else fails, what does one hold onto for their own sake and peace of mind?

jesus

Silence.

Every now and then silence is the only thing that soothes me. Not necessarily acoustic silence, but it helps. Let your body go silent. Lock yourself into a silent room where the sun shines in. Keep people out. Don't let them know you're there. Say "fuck you" to the world, but with a little smile.

When you can't go on, then don't go on for a little while. The world can wait a few hours.

Sunlight, and if it's raining, watch the rainfall for half an hour without moving.

Go out, get wet, and don't care about it. Slow down. Touch a tree. Take a deep breath. Listen to your favourite music as if there's nothing else important at all.

Don't think about yesterday or tomorrow. Just be here now, in this one precious present moment. Feel it. If you don't move, even in the loudest place there'll be an aura of silence around you. Enjoy it. Foster it. It's your friend.

Dreams? I dream of those moments when I can rest, when I disconnect from the world for a few moments, when I just watch and no longer take part. Or even close my eyes on the world. They're always there, they can't be shattered for they are too small to even be attacked. And they are all yours.
They also escape the complexity of it all, for they are too small. They're so beautifully simple. I believe that everyting that counts is really simple. Complexities are man made, and so they will end some day. Focus on those simple, small things. They will grow to be of so much worth.

And recently I read the Zhuangzi. It helped me very much. It's a book of silence and smiling and the small things.

All the very best, Redlandsman!

i might have to check out that swangi book there doc.

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Redlandsman87

What if a person has lost their dream and has realized the complexities that come with waking and going over the same old grind?

This sounds really cheesy, but recently I have felt my dreams have been lost, though I have not given up finding them. hang on to your dreams until someone beats them out of you, and all that good stuff). In any event, I have been trying as best as I can to help other people realize their dreams. That has been helping.

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Silence.

Every now and then silence is the only thing that soothes me. Not necessarily acoustic silence, but it helps. Let your body go silent. Lock yourself into a silent room where the sun shines in. Keep people out. Don't let them know you're there. Say "fuck you" to the world, but with a little smile.

When you can't go on, then don't go on for a little while. The world can wait a few hours.

Sunlight, and if it's raining, watch the rainfall for half an hour without moving.

Go out, get wet, and don't care about it. Slow down. Touch a tree. Take a deep breath. Listen to your favourite music as if there's nothing else important at all.

Yes. All I want to do is lie in some tall wet grass.

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Redlandsman87

What if a person has lost their dream and has realized the complexities that come with waking and going over the same old grind?

This sounds really cheesy, but recently I have felt my dreams have been lost, though I have not given up finding them. hang on to your dreams until someone beats them out of you, and all that good stuff). In any event, I have been trying as best as I can to help other people realize their dreams. That has been helping.

me too sort of.

working 40 hours a week is for suckers. but i have to fuckin do it. there is virtually no way around it due to being responsible for kids.

bread says dreams are for those who sleep. but i hardly ever listen to bread anymore.

i actually don't even really dream all that much, for reals, you know. when i sleep. or else i can't remember them. it's possible that life is but a dream, and i'm awake when i'm asleep and all that.

more later...

I've never listened to Bread.

The daily grind gets us down like a clock unwound that always tells the wrong time except for twice a day. Every part of me wants to grab my guitar, sling it over my shoulder and head down the road Kerouac style.

When your hands are sore sore from work though, it makes the elusive guitar fantasy all the less possible. Through hours of typing on a computer for a customer who doesn't care, or the days spent lifting freight beyond our weight, where is the time for music and poetry? You listen to a song and realize it's all the same words previously spoken, only differently arranged.

Family though. You love to love them but their weight overloads our shoulders. If it's not one thing it's another, if not another then it's the same old 'winded rerun.

It's in those bleak hours that I realize these pieces of wood, glue and metallic strings is all that keeps us going.

Keep going. All of you. That's the best advice I can offer.

until you can't see over the dirt!

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bread says dreams are for those who sleep. but i hardly ever listen to bread anymore.

Oh that was bread that originally said that? I only know of it through an Andrew Jackson Jihad song line "hope is for presidents and dreams are for people who are sleeping"

I'm still trying to figure out exactly what I want in this life but I'm pretty fortunate that I'm almost always happy. And that I've got great friends and I also feel good when I make other people happy.

I suppose everything will be rearranged once I have a family of my own someday.

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Redlandsman87
When your hands are sore sore from work though, it makes the elusive guitar fantasy all the less possible. Through hours of typing on a computer for a customer who doesn't care, or the days spent lifting freight beyond our weight, where is the time for music and poetry? You listen to a song and realize it's all the same words previously spoken, only differently arranged.

I so know what you're talking about... *sigh*

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I suppose everything will be rearranged once I have a family of my own someday.

I hear people saying that, but I stopped believing it...