Archive for September, 2006

RIch or Poor?!

Tuesday, September 19th, 2006

One day, the father of a very wealthy family took his son on a trip to the country with the express purpose of showing him how poor people live.

They spent a couple of dayz & nights on the farm of what would be considered a very poor family.

On their return from their trip, the father asked his son,

Father: How was the trip?

Son: It’s great Dad.

Father: Did you see how poor people live?

Son: Oh yeah

Father: So tell me what you learned from the trip!

The son answered,

" I saw that we have one dog and they had four; We have a pool that reaches to the middle of our garden and they have a creek that has no end; We have imported lanterns in our garden and they have the stars at night; Our patio reaches to the front yard and they have whole horizon; We have a small piece of land to live on and they have fields that go beyond; We have servants who serve us, but they serve others; We buy our food, but they grow theirs; We have walls around our property to protect us, they have friends to protect them."

The boy’s father was speechless…. Then his son added, "Thanks Dad for showing me how poor we are."

Perspective is a wonderful thing. Makes you wonder what would happen if we all gave thanks for everything we have, instead of worrying about what we don’t have. 

Bizarre Love Triangle

Sunday, September 3rd, 2006

Everytime I think of you
I get a shot right through into a bolt of blue
It’s not problem of mine but it’s a problem I find
Living a life that I can’t leave behind

There’s no sense in telling me
The wisdom of a fool won’t set you free
But that’s the way that it goes
and it’s what nobody knows
and everyday my confusion grows

Everytime I see you falling
I get down on my keens and pray
I’m waiting for that final moment
you say the words that I can’t say

I feel fine and I feel good
I feel like I never should
whenever I get this way
I just don’t know what to say
why can’t we be ourselves like we were yesterday

I’m not sure what this could mean
I don’t think you’re what you seem
I do admit to myself that if I hurt someone else
then I’d never see just what we’re meant to be

Everytime I see you falling
I get down on my keens and pray
I’m waiting for that final moment
you say the words that I can’t say

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