Francis: Hey, I thought we could order some nachos. Cheesy nachos. Ethan: Not on my watch. Francis: What! Francis: Hey! If the moon was made of cheese, would you eat it? Ethan: I – Francis: I know I would!
Ethan: Did you get that from SNL?
Francis: what’s Snel? Pour me an adult beverage. Milk! That takes guts.
I’ve been thinking about how to write this one, It’s pretty simple,
At some point you wake up and you realize You can’t bring everyone with you.
You can’t rescue everyone.
Your goals, your dreams, that’s yours.
Dream bigger. Dream until it scares you. This is yours. Write a check to yourself. So big it scares you. You’ve got to keep moving forward. It’s easy, too easy, to whine, and be entitled, But there is no security, only opportunity, You have to change your perspective… “What can I do, so I can afford this?” I’m talking about rich dad poor dad, I’m talking about growing, I’m talking about facing your self, And dying to self. This bail me out, Save me, Me me me me… I have an excuse…. Excuse your excuse, It has to die to self. Because we are growing. We are committed. We are looking for opportunity I don’t have time To hang out with “If only.” I am moving forward. It’s about what we build It’s about what we build… Because what we build… We can go there And come back here… And help one another … But I can’t do that… If I stay here… If I settle back into apathy Hoping someone or something will come along one day and rescue me… Because I’m entitled…
No… I face myself everyday. And I will consistently be better Every day… And I will not quit. Surround yourself with ambition a new culture of thinking Where you either thrive and grow or you get left behind…
Life is not fair. It is not secure, I watched my dad struggle My family struggle But it’s not his fault Her fault Or anyone’s fault And I have regrets … If I didn’t I would not be teachable I would be stupid… You have to face yourself. sit down and dream bigger. Bigger. Learn about the things you are not strong in. Learn about finances. Learn something new every day.
It’s your life, not anyone else’s. Why not you? Why not us? Why not now? What else is there?
Look how far we’ve come You’re dreaming out the silver sun You say we’re not what we’ve become The best is yet to come And what we are What we are Stands alone against the painted stars You solitary man Up to your heart in velvet sand What we are can stand Begin again Let there be love Let there be love -E
I’m at a place in my life Where I’m tired of excuses Everyone has them I’m tired of looking for someone else to blame That ties and binds I want freedom And that comes from the liberation Of accepting responsibility Rather than surrendering that to something else —— If I want to change I have to change I have to face myself —— I’m for Whatever gets you through as long as it doesn’t hurt someone And as long as we understand We can’t ask people or expect people to be like us It’s a very solitary road But I don’t mind Just being alive is exciting You can live passionately And impact lives For the better Without asking them to change And be like you Give a hand To help eachother UP Help eachother level up Believe in one another And your community There’s room for all of us Let there be love -E
I keep moving my couch closer and pretending it doesn’t matter ….
Pictures give us words
We are textured
Can you downsize the American dream?
We can find answers in 5g speed
We are born with a cellular plan
But we don’t know our neighbour
A pastors struggle on Monday morning
Are we red and blue state ?
People vote, or don’t vote, for various reasons.
One Party is the single issue party. Or the anti vax, anti mask, lower tax…don’t take my guns?
No, one party is the American dream, Reagan party, read, communicate, write, dream, love your country, write your wife love letters from across the room. You’re groomed from a young age to vote red.
The business owner. Trying to dream.
The other is college kids, millennials, like it or not, woke, sensitive to every issue, minority, apologising, how will the kids make it during this economy?
Most of us are somewhere in the middle not on the fringes…who’ve lived through a handful of economic collapses…
Most of us have lost someone to this virus…
I was talking with a nurse and she was telling me of the horror of a patient dying…of the horror that people still think this is a hoax, the fact that these patients are protected by privacy laws and this creates a gap…and we will never know…but they know…and for them…this is a nightmare…
Now, what do people vote on?
Somewhere in the middle.
We have more in common than we think.
The whole silence is violence
be woke to every single new thing ….
that’s a big tab…
the answer to winning votes and states
is not be the most liberal…
it’s connecting to the country.
We are all Americans.
Unplug from social media,
You can block and unfollow each-other all day long but these are real people with real lives and real votes and they are not going anywhere, they’re our neighbours our mothers our siblings.
what do we all have in common.
Return to the vision. Return to common sense, adulthood …
you can build a platform and a table with room for everyone.
We can’t go back…we go forward…beyond the light…or we fade into oblivion…
These are the great places, Where you can find solitude Not just alliteration of words correspondence of sound between one thing or the endings of another But A connection of the heart and the soul Of heaven and earth Reminded of our brevity and our long reach for eternity…
The wind comes down and cleans us from everything that weighs us down…
This is just one season Hid away From everyone Hoping for something that lasts Longer than … Whatever this is… Has been…
Curious of communication Of legacy
How shall we escape If we hold grudges If we do not hold fast To the vision We all are created equal Pride in our past in what we have accomplished in where we are going… Those who have risen to high places Do not hear us …they cannot hear us from the mountain top..they hold the vision But us here in this bitter earth… Our daughters hear us Our children hear us Our wives hear us How shall we escape If we do not hold the vision ourselves ?