Last Chance To Make New Habits This Year

Three days from now we will be counting down to the beginning of a new decade. We will be exactly one year away from 2012, the year that some ancient people ( supposedly ) and tons of modern morons think will bear the end of the world.

I need a good excuse to change some habits, and starting in 2011, I'm going to go all in with the oft ignored tradition of setting resolutions for each new year. Maybe I stopped doing this when I was still shaving my bald upper lip in hopes my beard would grow in faster because, like this silly idea, setting resolutions just didn't work.

This time, I'm getting a running start. I'm old now. 30. So it's time to start giving a real chance to anything that might help me get the ballast down and the sails up on this boat. That means for the next four days I'm going to stay absolutely as busy as possible. Also, I'm considering a fast, for clarity & to remind myself how real the need is to work toward positive change.  ( There's nothing like not eating for awhile to make you take things seriously. )
I'm going to catch up on everything I can, planning my resolutions as I go, so that when the new year rolls in, I'll meet it with a dresser full of clean clothes, an empty sink, a balanced checkbook, and hopefully a little more hope.

I'm going to blog about my resolutions, and about my efforts to transform myself into a more studious, disciplined, energetic, and funnier guy. ( These are all the favorite traits I remember having in better periods of my life, so I know how. )

Life Still Passing; I'm Still Drifting

Still i wonder if there will be a tomorrow.
Despite yesterday and today,
i shake to think of all that we borrow;
the lust and the love and shame and the way
we all depend on tomorrow.

Couple new things from Mr. No Time to Blog...

this is a new canvas, approx. 20x28, done with acrylic / sand / peanut shells, for sale now! make

a realistic offer, and it will soon be yours.

ALSO  i have found an incredible band ( apparently millions of Europeans found them before I did... ) 

Mumford & Sons - check them out on Myspace or their own site. they will rock you. "The Cave" is a personal favorite! enjoy, and remember, it's all about love ( just ask the Beatles... )

Moment of Clarity

thinking how i don't want to smell like gin

tomorrow when work's the game and the hope's to win...

my time has become bumpy;

my hit streak's gone slumpy;

why do i always try so hard?

why have I not tried harder?

why can I see so far,

and not still be smarter?

as her breath stops on her phone microphone,

and my own reeks of beer, just alone,

i wonder if she could love me?

maybe she would if i could just see

in more than 11949568348 directions as i wander,

on bike or on foot I saunter,

faining joviality,

maintaining civility,

wishing love was all that I can see,

as in this world i drown.

Helen of Beale

i went wandering the other nite. to tell the truth i walked nearly ten miles, enjoyed a morning on a riverside, and crashed a friend's pool the next day to rest my feet. somewhere along the way i had some fun. the next day i remembered a highlight of the night, and drew this, which looks nothing at all like the girl i saw, my helen of beale.

Floundering Around

And still the words cannot be found

yes I’m floundering around

and though I walk alone I know that I don’t have to.

what must I do? Please make me want you…

there’s an aching in my soul

and my mind feels so old

the weight of the world’s too much for me

and You, you carry it so easily…

though the sun is shining;

though wind is calm

and beautiful

though this life’s worth living

I don’t feel the same at all

such a fool

surround myself with nothing,

I connect with no one

and when I do somehow I just mess up

won’t you please help me look up?

still I soldier on,

cause we’ll all soon be gone

and it’s love I need

it’s love you breathe

can I get some air, in here

drown out all these fears

and let me love…

Eddies and Storms

drifting again

through seas of discontent,

pushing away from sin

and what is spent

may be more that what I've got.

who I've been

and who I am meet in a torrent

as once again

i tell the world to get bent

because I'm sure of what I'm not.

my family is a sea

that I fear to swim of late

as the tears I cry

destroy the lies of fate.

they churn, eddies that radiate their liveliness-

we're each our own little storm, I guess.

How does this thing work?

I have raved about the coolness of blogging; the voice in the world of each individual blogger, out there, just to be heard - ignored or listened to, discarded or treasured, each voice one in billions but still there - the personal publisher, the open forum to end all open forums - but I've never managed to get many people to view my blog ( not that I expect masses of people to appreciate it - visual art and poetry are niche interests in the digital age. ) How does it work? How do I find and talk to others in the world of blogging? I guess it doesn't help that my scanner is a $200 paperweight, and my digicam was stolen, and I only have an internet connection on one day every week or so, and I'm not really writing or painting so much anymore, but I digress.

The fact is that I have several ideas that could benefit greatly from some outside input... blogging itself being the least of those ideas. This thing is supposed to bridge gaps and allow a person some creative freedom; HELP!! any advice would be greatly appreciated. Much love and pleasure to anyone who reads this, and even more to anyone who advises this drifting, headstrong man in channeling his creative spark. Everyone knows that a headstrong drifter is a recipe for disaster - so DRIFT NO MORE...