The one about Stranger Things

I tried to write this as humorously as possible

It’s been a crazy week hasn’t it.

Kind of makes you wish you were still in 2016 just crying everyday over a new celebrity death. 

 I mean really. I know why they could only take aerial photos of the inauguration. All the cameras were at protest rallies. 

They’re so many. 

And if it were a Democrat in office. Everyone would be whispering “shhh calm down.” To their neighbours. Because this is the kind of behaviour that gets you martial law. 

But hell 

I bet the Republican does it first .

These are crazy times 

I’m not gonna lie 

Even comedians at this point are like “I got nothing man.” 

Everything is happening so fast 

And reality is stranger than fiction 

And then they told us that there is alternative fiction – which is actually – reality. 

I thought they meant Donald Trump had published his Twitter Feed and all of those executive orders were just book signings. I swear at one point I said…

“I’ve read that one. You remember it on his marketing campaign, the one with walls and hand gestures and then those  chapters with the pussy.”

I don’t even know where to begin 

I mean honestly 

This is really happening …

You can’t get upset about everything that’s what got us into this – crying and whining and trying to please everyone – apologising

Meanwhile a mad man closed the golden gates and replaced it with a golden Tower stamped with his name 

But hey, what did his voters say? What was that? 

“He doesn’t apologise. He says what he means”  I mean there weren’t that many of them. 

But don’t tell them that. 

They only watch “Faux” News 

So they genuinely believe they had a massive,historical,huge voter and inaugural turnout 

We could probably learn something from that. Kind of like when you were in high school, and the girl went for some other guy and you were like …”but why??”

And she said ” he doesn’t apologize” we all know she felt differently years later when he hit her but still…

Forget about it 

I was homeschooled 

I was outside holding up leaves saying 

“Look what Jesus did.” 

I don’t know anything about high school 

What I’m saying is we’ve got work to do. 

The south generally likes to think of our country as a “Christian nation.” 

We’ve made great leaps 

thank you Obama 

We don’t teach “abstinence only”

In schools anymore 

And generally we all are open minded – we changed our minds about things and we all are very much progressive.

Because since when is withholding 

Information a good idea or road to understanding …

Oh yeah. Sorry EPA and Science community. You guys can just buff out these scars on the earth in four years right? Just throw some Miracle Grow  on it or something??

Yeah

I am all for rebuilding our infrastructure- it’s not like it wasn’t on Obama’s list of things to do though.  And even tuning up healthcare but hey some of these methods are insane 

Just imagine if the numbers of people who will be without healthcare-and likely die- were going to be without guns instead …

Republicans would dig up Ronald Reagan (he would be surprised by their affinity for Russia) and use his bones for witch craft. The protest would be over night. 

But guns aren’t on the table 

Just human lives 

But they’ve already been “born” so fuck them.

We’re not pro life 

Just postponed abortion 

We’ll give you 18 years and then give you a gun and send you off to war. 

Which brings us to freedom of religion 

Which also, means

Freedom from your religion 

If you want to tell me how we are a Christian only nation 

And immigrants are taking our jobs 

And it’s unsafe 

I’ll tell you your church is a cult 

Your children believe in a flat earth 

And careful, or your kid might get sex – ed  from children’s church 

But they won’t know what’s happening because hey, you just taught abstinence 

You didn’t actually give them information about their body or the science of sex 

 We’re all about going out 

Into the world 

Out there 

It’s the great commission right?

You would think at some point we would stop at the airport 

And notice the refugees 

And say

“You know what? I think it might be easier if we just stay here instead. Maybe open these gates a little wider. Help them learn English and get a job.” 

But we don’t do that 

Instead we make fun of their struggling second third or fourth language to our barely Uno 

And we campaign for a sadistic 

Racist

Sexist 

Xenophobic 

White man 

And then go to mission training programs 

Because that’s what Jesus would do…

The fact is 

We only love you 

If you stay over there 

Go back to Syria 

We don’t want your war torn hands 

On our church basketball court

We’ll send you a shoe box and a bible 

And make sure to make you pray to Jesus because that’s the most important thing 

We have a lot of learning to do 

At the end of the day 

If anything 

For the white ones of us 

We will learn 

To wake up

we have a civil duty 

We have to defend these liberties 

We can lose these 

We are a free society 

And we want you to be able to read your Muslim books on our planes 

And have a job 

And pray to whatever god you want 

Why? 

Because you become better doctors 

Better citizens 

And better scientists 

You know things that will be written 

That I need to read 

Why?

Because you CHOSE to come here 

Me?

I was just born here.

We will make it through this 

But a lot of us might not live through this 

And regardless 

Even if this is a good administration 

It won’t erase what it was run under 

And we won’t ever forget how it was defended 

And it won’t erase 

The fact that we made excuses 

For Syria 

And Syria could be any of us 

Syria doesn’t exist 

It’s gone 

There’s nothing to go back to 

In today’s climate 

Any one man government 

Can end the world for a nation 

Or the world 

Syria can be any of us 

It’s a crazy year 

And it’s just begun 

But hey 

The majority of us 

Are open minded 

Critical thinking people

And we want the best 

For everyone 

And we want them to have 

Opportunity 

And equality 

And freedom 

Because 

We are a melting pot 

Perfect 

There was a time That men 

wrote the bible 

Before it was translated 

14,000 different times 

Into what we now know 

As the King James 

Maybe they didn’t 

think anything about it 

Maybe it was just letters 
And there were slave owning men 

Who 

Heard amazing grace 

From their fields 

And wrote it down 

To sing in their churches 

They also 

Wrote the laws 

Wrote the movement 

“All men are created equal”

But it took one man 

William Wilberforce 

To really believe it 

And reform it  

And 

We prayed

 in the tongues

 of gods and men 
And somehow 

we forgot our women 

And we forgot how to love 

And we have the scars to prove it….

But can we rest now?

Can we breathe?

Can we walk 

Together 

Equal

Can we rest?

Maybe no one ever told you

But 

You don’t have to be perfect 

To be here

You are you

And you are important 

And you have something worth staying for 

  

One day I will find the right words, and they will be simple.

Here’s to the crazy ones.
The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers.
The round pegs in the square holes.
The ones who see things differently.
They’re not fond of rules.
And they have no respect for the status quo.
You can praise them, disagree with them, quote them,
disbelieve them, glorify or vilify them.
About the only thing you can’t do is ignore them.
Because they change things.
They invent. They imagine.
They heal. They explore. They create. They inspire.
They push the human race forward.
Maybe they have to be crazy.
How else can you stare at an empty canvas and see a work of art?
Or sit in silence and hear a song that’s never been written?
Or gaze at a red planet and see a laboratory on wheels?
While some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius.
Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world,
are the ones who do…

– Jack Kerouac

Tilt

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What is freedom ?
Is it the ability to pursue what your heart is longing for?
To have a shot
Not a fair chance
But a shot at creating the life you long for

What is religion ?
Is it not a guiding conscious
An assurance when we are beyond ourselves ?
A peace when we are,at best ,
Frayed
What are we doing ….

People will let you down
You will be hurt
You will be judged
It’s just the way it is
We have expectations
that hold us back
We’re constantly shaken
By what we don’t know
We miss
opportunity
Love
Adventure
because it doesn’t look
Like we expected it to

I’ve served on three boards
I’ve seen grown men
Use power
I’ve seen men act like children
insecurity expose itself
Loudly
And real power sit quietly

I think we are afraid of change
But change is the only constant
The only reality
We are in a constant state of change
We begin dying the second we start to live …change is very real .
It scares us because it makes time
Be felt .
And time is always beyond us
We worry about our place in it
What story will it tell about us
After we’re gone ?
But
Take the earth in your hands
And feel history move between your fingers like chapters …
And know this is what you’re made of
Pieces of the universe
When you worry about what to do
Go with your gut
It’s in your blood
Your very bones
Centuries have gone before you
And it’s moving through you
Take a shot
Never underestimate yourself
Anything is possible

This is our lives
And it’s ok not to have it figured out
I’m 24
And honestly
I’d rather open my hand
Enjoy visiting my friends around the world and learn something about me
And more about them
Than sit surrounded by like minded people and never grow .
I don’t care what you believe or what you think
Just so long as you’re thinking for yourself

So this is our lives
We will be depressed and we will know joy
Some nights we will not sleep
Because of both of these things
Some days you may only feel
A crippling sadness
But it gets better
I know
And I hope you know few of these days
And I hope you live
A life that is beyond anything you dream . One that gives you laugh lines
I hope you are happy .
I hope you grow
I hope we all do .

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One for the century

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Nerves on my skin are raw again
And I can’t focus
I’m at this place again

You come for me
But I’m not here
You look for me
But I’m not there
It takes two for it to work
Not one and the other at their
Convenience
I’m a terrible mess

And after all this time
I can’t believe
The pieces
I’ve hid away
That you can’t see
And no one ever told us about
The break after the fall
And no one ever told us
About the pain in
learning to walk
And between all the politics
And the world
And religion
And war
Somebody should have told us
That people aren’t objects
You can’t put them in cages to pour your love in and control
You can’t use people or judge them
Someone should have told us
The worst we can do
Is underestimate ourselves
Here we are numb at the starting gate
Hiding our shadows from the light
It’s been a long time coming
Can you help me make sense of this place ?
Can I hide my face in you?

The universe will catch you

We saw cities fall
We saw marriages fail
We saw Mother Nature take back what’s hers
We saw governments rise
We felt empty and void
We didn’t know what to do
Or how to do it
We just felt it calling us
Shot to pieces

We take these empty places
And we pack them with light
Hoping they stick together
Keep us warm in the night

We stare on into the morning
With blood shot eyes
Caring very little what it brings us
We’ve seen the stars fall from the sky

We stumble in against the current
Intellectuals
Bohemians
Realists
Skeptics
We try to live the best we can
Ignoring the the thing at the back of our neck

We take people
use them
Or ignore them
We take what they offer us and
We pack these empty places
with their light
Knowing soon it will make no difference
How it began
How well we played
We can’t escape our end
We will give in to the thing
That takes up so much
Energy so much life

Maybe this is why the stars fall…
Maybe we carry the universe inside us
And it’s void
Maybe we pack it with hearts and
Jazz, language and sex
2 am conversations and drunken emptiness .
Maybe we pack it with light …until we give in …
Maybe it falls from the heavens then …
Maybe that’s what that is .
Whatever it is
I hope the universe catches us …

Faithful unfaithful

Life is a process .
We are in process .
However.

The minute you hit her
The minute you cut off affection
The minute manipulation begins
The using
The minute you see her as an object.
That is unfaithfulness.

Unfaithfulness is more than what we’ve been taught to believe
I’ve heard many, many women say they can handle anything but silence …
You won her heart
That’s great
Are you still fighting for it ?

People evolve daily,personalities change – We change
Are you still trying to learn about her, grow with her ?

This life
It’s about what we say
And what we mean
It’s about who we invest our love and time in

It’s not so much about who we are becoming
As how we treat those along the way.Love, it’s difficult, it’s compromise,it’s honest.
It’s two people with their own things
Two lives
raw and open.
But it is worth it

I have no assumptions or  answers
I’m not going to pretend .  I’ve seen so many people hurt
I’ve heard so many people talk . Life isn’t about what we know
Or who’s right . It’s about healing and living
And being what each other need in the required moments. Life is about being real .
Be real .

Faithful,is about being real with one another
Learning and growing
And living together
When you start withholding portions of yourself
You cripple a vein in the relationship.

Life is a process .
We are in process .

I would like to…

I would like to buy three dollars worth of God, please. Not enough to explode my soul or disturb my sleep, but just enough of Him to equal a cup of warm milk or a snooze in the sunshine. I don’t want enough of Him to make me love a black man or pick beets with a migrant. I want ecstasy, not transformation. I want the warmth of the womb, not a new birth. I want a pound of the Eternal in a paper sack, please. I would like to buy three dollars worth of God, please.

Wilbur Reese