The Human Brain

So, of it's often referred to as the "Three Pound Gem" ... does that make me a 247lb Jewelery Box?

My Love for Her...

...cant be measured by a scale
...cant be mapped on a graph
...cant be imagined by a genius
...cant be contained by a barricade
...and cant be easily shaken

to be there when she falls to pieces and be the mighty glue, to show her that my will is strong, and that my love is true

to be her solid walking ground when things get shaky and rough, to be her man through thick and thin, and hope that it's enough

to think of times when I've caused her pain brings me to the point of tears, to be the one that shines through dark, and wash away her fears

i once was lost in a sea of confusion, no rudder, or compass to guide my way. i found you there in that same vast ocean. we hugged the same plank

we hugged the same plank

You are my Love, and my Love for you will never falter. This was meant to be, cosmic alignment, 6 degrees of Kevin Bacon, whatever it was. I'm glad it was, and is, and will be.

I love You, Diana.

Willingness

It has been brought to my attention, (many times) that I am not as willing to try new things as I think I am. I'm kind of on a "when I feel like it" system. I'm not sure that bothers me all that much. But, it does bother someone that means the world to me. My blue-Belle. So... in my aim to fix that I'm going to have to change my game plan and not be so selfish when it comes to doing or trying things. I usually scoff at an idea, partly because it's not mine. Hah, how immature eh? I think the other part is because I want to do things when I want to do them, and not when someone else wants me to. Now that can be read wrong so I'll need to specify.

I'm not saying that I am all defiant and will never do what's asked of me. I'm also in no way the type of person that requires something in return. I don't even really know what I'm trying to get across right now. Just that I AM willing to try things. Even if I put up a fuss at first. Perhaps my fuss is a way of testing the stalwartness of the request. If met with little opposition and it goes away, then it wasn't worth doing. But my Belle, has been persistent, and I value her opinions of me and of my activities. If she makes requests, I fuss, and they still remain. Then I should know (even though I already did prior to the fuss) That they are well worth trying.

I'll try to write more. I'll try to read more. I'll try to walk more. I'll try to do more with myself. I will, I really will...

Birds of a Feather

So...

The other day, I was watching a group of pigeons doing what it is that the very noble pigeon does... not very much. I saw a few fly off and either come back, or be replaced by the exact number that left. I wondered is roaming birds like pigeons, gulls, and so on have a primary group and a secondary group that they stay in.

For instance. Take one of those pigeons in that group... did they grow up with the others in that group? Do they venture out and find new more exciting pigeons to hang out with during the day and come back to their 'family' group at night? Or do they simply stay with the group of birds they are born into. How do new birds enter in the group and become a "trusted" bird? The whole time I was watching these seemingly low intelligence birds, I couldn't help but draw similarities to us.

Think about the friends you used to hang out with when you're a kid... some you maybe still see, but a great majority of them you don't. Think about your school friends from High School... everyday for four years you saw and hung out with these people, and then suddenly they leave your life forever. Aside from those select few that decide to stick around, sell you a truck, or ask you to be their best man.

I found a bird that I like... a beautiful blue songbird.

I wonder if those pigeons wonder about us...