Nostalgia. Looking in mirrors and seeing ghosts. Ghost of the past haunt hard. When families were together. When both of your parents were alive. When the future was the future not the now. A child reflecting about whom he would be as a man. I would have a flat top and of course be a tough guy that no one would mess with or suffer the consequences. I would wear a tie and carry a briefcase to work every day. I would not take the lord’s name in vain, ever. Solid. Trustworthy. Dependable.
With all that said, the future will bite you on the ass. It will sneak up and put you in a burlap sack and beat you until you are black and blue. Time is elusive. We are transient energy floating on a rock in space. I do not wear ties to work. I do not carry a briefcase. I win my battles not with my fist but with my words. I have broadened my definition of myself. Learned to be flexible with my self discovery. However, I am still trying to be solid, trustworthy, and dependable. Still trying. Are you?
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Good question. I am trying… without answers. I wear a tie, when a tie will feed my children. I am balding and have a gut. My nails are wrinkled and my mind is reluctant. Instead of the ‘tough guy’ image that I witnessed with my father, I have decided to be broken, to be beaten in the burlap sack for the sake of change... for the sake of honesty and vulnerability. I will show my children the real and take the beating to make it happen. As the future is becoming warmer and shakier, it is important to prepare the spirit for the physical changes to come.
GM
thanks George.
your input is very appreciated.
sincerely.
My father too, was a tough guy. God bless his sould.
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