High

We say we want and deserve
High value partners
Premier standards…
But do we even deserve that?
What assets do we bring to the table? Really?
Look at who we surround ourselves with?

It’s easy to be with partners with no vision and no goals and no standards…

You know what to expect
And there’s no standards
You’ll never let them down
And you look pretty great in their environment

But a high value partner
Has standards
Suddenly
Having your shit together
Showing up on time
Doing the bare minimum ?

Is it not called the bare minimum for a reason ?
Really…
You have your own place ?
You listen and support?
You show up on time?
You can cook?
You can dress yourself?
You have a job?
Your car doesn’t impress them?
X Y Z etc

You’re supposed to have those things together
It’s just being an adult …

What else do we bring to the table
Why should they be with us?
What do they really gain

The bare minimum requires zero talent

How am I getting better every day
How am I growing
What am I doing
Really
What are my assets

Becaus whatever I’m doing
Is direction
That’s the path I’m walking
Not what I’m thinking while I’m walking it
Not what I’m saying
But what I’m doing

It’s terrifying

High value requires greatness from us
It pushes you
It does not let you sit still
It does not allow you to just be good enough
It requires the best from you
Every day
Consistency
Not convenience
Not your bad habits
Not your moods
Not your selfishness

It’s easy to let high value down
It’s easy to mess up
And realize you may not be
Everything you think you are

Do we really want what we think we want?
Really?
Or do we want to stay comfortable
In a environment that asks nothing from us
But to just show up – maybe – IF we feel like it…

Go ahead
You can shoot your shot
And get the date

But are you ready to be consistent
Do you really want what you think you want …

-E
Regardingsamuel.com

3am

3am
(I’m going to have to convert a room into a studio because with pets this is almost impossible)

3am
This is your hurt calling
—-
How many,many is the numeral infinity….
The notebooks you fill
To catch the oceans inside
——
But we still try
——
And you are
Silver and gold
——
Hearts still beating
On the butchers floor
——
Feel the stars take the hold
——
3am
This is your hurt calling
——
You live and you hold
Silver and gold
Stars and Infinity
Constantly grow
Let the earth take hold
Oceans
Oceans
——
You could never be held
Not with control
——
You deserve to be free
——
Free
——
3am

-Regardingsamuel.com
-E

3am

3am

This is your hurt calling

—-

How many,many is the numeral infinity….

The notebooks you fill

To catch the oceans inside

——

But we still try

——

And you are

Silver and gold

——

Hearts still beating

On the butchers floor

——

Feel the stars take the hold

——

3am

This is your hurt calling

——

You live and you hold

Silver and gold

Stars and Infinity

Constantly grow

Let the earth take hold

Oceans

Oceans

——

You could never be held

Not with control

——

You deserve to be free

——

Free

——

3am

-Regardingsamuel.com

-E

Whole

But did you know
You are the atmosphere
More than just a look
More than just an attraction
You are the electric sky
The earth while she is sleeping
The dark things running wild
The universe entire
And you
You
Are your own
Set apart from everything else
Like the moon
So remember
This
Because
Even during all the phases of the moon
It is still
Whole
And so are you
When you feel hollow
Or less
You are still whole
You still hold value
You still
Even still
Are set apart
-Regardingsamuel.com
-E

Work

We romanticized the work
—-
Relationships and love
It’s such a shame
The game
Saying
fooled again
But who’s to blame
When the weapon’s
Hid in both our hands
All is fair in love and war…
——
Love
Passion
And desire
Broken heart over fire
——
Wasted on the young
Broken hearts and casual casualties
——
Someone new this way comes
Out of touch
Out of time
Better hold yours and mine
——
The work is work
And it hurts
To hurt
to die
Time after time
Ache in the decades
Try to understand
Try to understand
We don’t know what we become
Where we will be
You
Me
It’s gonna be
Work
It’s gonna be work
It’s gonna be a long time
To get what you really want
What you really need
—-
There’s no quick wit
Remedy
Yoga trick
Fast tongue and cheek fantasy
——
It’s a short hour from here to eternity
But it’s a long walk
Covering eachother from the weather
If you get what I really mean

-Regardingsamuel.com

Art

But what if I told you
you can create
You can create whatever you want
I know you’ve heard
“You can be anything but not everything”
But you can
You can be everything
If you create it
You don’t have to settle into anything
This is your vision
Your creativity
Create
Have fun with it
Who said ?
Who told you?
Who made the rules?
Who ??
Go
Create
Entire worlds
Made of hurricanes
Rainbow beams
Darker imaginings
Diamond rings
Jelly beans
Pasta
Tacos
Pie
And
Cookie dough
Romance
Riches
Poverty and stitches
Skate parks
Playing cards
Cigarettes
And
Cocktails
Automobiles
And vacation homes
Sunday naps
And
And
And
You don’t have to BE one thing
You can be everything
You don’t have to settle anywhere
You can keep building
Keep climbing
Keep growing
And it changes everything
When you free yourself to create
Suddenly
You are aware
Not awake or woke
But tuned in
Like a radio
And you walk through life differently
You see
Really see

You can
Hold your love like you’ve just met them
Kiss them like you’ll never see them again
Look at them from across the room
Really see them
Understand what you’re seeing
Really take it in
Really feel it
Not just their appearance
But their energy
Their small ticks and habits
Who they are

Most people are so desperate
And have already made up their mind about things
Before they even begin
They miss the best parts of people
It’s the small things
But
When you see things with new eyes
Everything else changes
Suddenly
You’re looking at a different world than anyone else
You see the opportunities
Most people miss
Reserve
The right
To write
To create
To manifest
Whatever you want
This is yours
This is yours
Be who you want
Create what you want
You’re top shelf
No one else is like you
Stop trying to be or impress someone else
(Living or dead )
Go after – you
The future – you
And keep building on that
That’s your goal
Create it
Create the art you want to see
Create the words you want to hear
Create the life you want to live
Create
Create it
This is yours
It always has been
What else is there?

-E
Regardingsamuel.com

Night is down

Full dark
No stars
The mind is lost
When
Love is blind
The night is down
She took me to Venus
With tea in her room
I’ve tried to get to you
You tried to figure me out
She said she’s got to get out
a new scene
A new town
Everything changes
When everyone stays the same
——
Full dark
No stars
The night is down
New streets
New names
But you’re still you
Is it really better now
——
I’ve got to get to you
I’ve got to get to you
The mind is lost
When love is blind
Is it really better now
Is it really better now

-E
Regardingsamuel.com

These mountains (oh children)

I was young

So much younger

Younger back then

A four minute sermon

In that church in the valley

Struggling to keep the words from running away

Like my soul

So often will

——

See that young man

In my mind

I am still him

Selling things on the highway,

as a child,

See

The couple, they are fighting…

And she hands me a notepad

Asking for me to write words

That I can not find …

Love is a garden, and you can’t harvest what you won’t grow…

—-

See the man

Trying to drown

All the pain in his eyes

My son

My daughter

My children

——

We were young

In that country

the storm’s rolling over

Putting words in these hands

The notebooks

And a broke piano

To keep them hemmed

—-

Now the world keeps on changing

Emotions,they are re-arranging

And the high doesn’t last

She’s intrigued

And curious

She’s never met an artist

With a southern sound

the ability

To outlast her California high

But I’m afraid

That I can’t stay

For my mountains they call me back

It’s in the highways

And the valleys

It’s a grit from my families old stills

And I’m afraid

She doesn’t understand

Some things

You can’t grow out here…

my sons

My sons

Don’t give yourself away

Keep your grit

Keep your faith

Keep your eyes

On these mountains

Even while you are away

Let me see

Let me stand

Let me find

My heart in my homeland

The old moonshine country

Where we live what we feel

Where we outlast

What would kill

Oh my son

My daughter

My foolish youth

I wish I could shield you

From

How a heart

Caves in like the coal mines

Standing in your empty house

Where your dreams

Your ideals

Your heart beat

And your breath

Held its last

And you swore you would not become a tombstone

As you pack all the boxes

With fractured breath

It’s just memories

Of a love that slowly died

Go to stand

In the silence

Of your cemetery

And

All that feels empty

An ideal

This house once was a home

Like the distilleries from the past ….

Oh my son

Keep your eyes

Fixed

Where a heart

Cannot drown

God bless the hands that built

All of those mines

Those stills

the homes

And these mountains

From the sand

Keep your grit

Keep your faith

Keep your eyes

Set

On all

That still stands

Now

Go

Go

When life tears you down

rebuild

See that you stand

Like these mountains

With skies in your eyes

Go

Go

And

Rebuild

With a future and a life

And carry this grit with you

It will burn warm in the night

-E

Regardingsamuel.com

Beagle in the City #300

Ethan: Well, we made it buddy.

Simon: We did?

Francis: Frashasha! (Plays drums)

Ethan: This is our 300th!

Simon: Oh boy! What’s a 300?

Ethan: We’ve been through a lot together…

Simon: Here’s a sniff back…I was saving that one…

Ethan: it was funny.

Francis: I’m buying you both a jokes book…