To the seasons of life
look to the west.
Rest your view gone asque.
The night is yours keep the true, delete all rude, change the mood.
East will signal that you are pure.
KDG
Object lesson, don’t carry around unneeded weight.
Dwell on the beauty of life.
Watch the stars and see yourself running with them.
Marcus Aurelius
I woke a friend at dawn, he saw I was aside my feelings to report...
A great day is at bay, to rack our flesh on it’s stay.
What risk do I pay to break my wake? Then would I sleep though fame, and spell out shame?
Or better is it to keep a slumber and miss the world’s plan to give some grief.
I think it matters not that I should fret. I would climb a row or two to wait until the rack is full, then run to gate and trick it’s taste.
That taste of flesh when full, then goes bland, when comes life’s lure: it’s charm to me.
Oh that providence would guide my trail, guide to where the day is full of fail, then gives my path a different charge.
Lubed with sense and smart with drive, I see no compromise with grief or its sister woah.
Yes, I will wait on the unction of the moments that care, and not the bra that holds the flesh past it’s flow.
Life will drive, and I will ride, to the peace of self, then wake with you, it’s friend, as well.
KDG
Don't borrow trouble.
My heart ❤️ is open and waits in rustic repose.
Test ypur metal, I figured some things out and may want to leave it behind and forget… Go to something new and satisfying.
I’m you
So, my sense, if self is on the prowl;
Why so tense, it makes little sense.
My great desire is far away, lost in market;
Be myself is not on, but a ghost is in host.
So,a cryptic cry is in the sky, oh my my my;
To go and look may be read as caught.
My shred of dread will perspire, when fed...
Purchase a pet may make sense, no fashion intended.
Na, step back from the fray, lest the sell preys self;
Markets styles will not begile, it lacks one trait.
My resolve that its charm while strong does die.
Is locked in know that nothing is imposable. KDG
Happy Saturday.
The rings of Saturn constrain us, for a day that we comply.
Round our midst’s is a circle that postpones, our plight.
Order and presence on a day that we move to stay.
The last day of our week to set the grove, to rest, and play our role.
The role that we have made, it has legs and keeps our knees.
Knees that hold our place of height, towering over its shadow din.
The view includes a week of a time x’s one life that makes done deal.
You had your place and its days, to be a record, with matter and fact.
That you no matter how conscrewed made a mark, in the just of place.
Satisfaction to undertake, or be it regret, as your life a week at a time, ebbs to fro.
We cannot cheat to the final score, but open the book of life to roar…
It’s done, no more opportunity the great day has made its rounds.
To your life and those that would stake a ring, to extend its lore.
Jump you Jupiter, it will go your way, cosmic rings are no post.
When our fate, is not into reach, another Saturday to invoke
A change in the time we spend, and the regret piles its colored spin.
About that planet and din on din, Saturdays produce or die without.
The virtue of complete without repeat, Saturday will boast.
Or silence your tale, and when we look to remember you, we won’t.
As place is made to buy our own peace, won by doing, and less talk.
Denial makes no mind, since; who would listen those that waste the day.
End.
KDG
Philosophy of mind is the way we view our world. This is a natural process of discovery we all seek and there are many ways people develop their personal mindset. The self is often in survival mode or other modes including dream states. The challenge of adapting to the powers that erode your drives is to realize the rewards for our consumption makes conflict which up until now was positive for the development of things like technology and defensive habitat. This remains on the table however the value of it is now questionable, but it is still preferable to delusion.
Selfishness is a privileged position that should be expanded to more people in the context of preserving the beauty of our earth. This is what I believe.
January 10th 1901 the Spindletop oil well comes. Spindletop was the first great well of the Texas oil bonanza.
So, we go where we go and go when, we have gas. Some that don not, will not and respite will prevail. Winds of change will make our bed unless we will not sail. On that breeze complete, with out ease, and before we sneeze. Let reflect on what was best, and forget the rest, it was a pest. Adjust to what is it that makes some sense. Nor other does best!
The amount of people, roads and vehicles, you have to be a cartoon character to understand. There were 1,600,000,000 in 1900 we just went over 8 billion in 2022.
Most of the world is seeking a lifestyle more in line with the US. The Irony is that oil produced the variance. Anyway if you work at it there are lots more friends available.
The reason for the season is near.
That friend with ski gear…
The mother with a no sneer…
Or you my dear, to be so clear!
That we hold you all in our mirror.
As our force of life.
That which will last to our last.
Together and sincere a blast of fresh air.
Now and in the calendar again.
From which we will never refrain!
KDG
Good luck…
Concentration Music
Long and Strong bring muscle to bear.
One purpose to rate, make no mistake
Win or lose; makes no prose.
But stick it out and champion lore to adore!
Be your best with no pest, that’s the test.
Until your place invites your pose.
Then respect and value will impose, life grand.
And you live forever in the minds of many.
Who knew the game and played beyond penny!
KDG
Hey Merit what do you say?
Kevin Griffiths
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