Do you ever wish you were one of those prophets and kings? Oh yeah, sit back and close your eyes. And imagine you’re one of the prophets and kings from days of old. Ah, the good life. People jump at your command. And governments and nations bend their ears to your every word. Power beyond your wildest dreams. Or… Maybe prophets and kings don’t … The rest of the story…
Who writes songs for attention? Short answer. Me. But before I go any further let me explain how I don’t mean songs JUST for attention. I’m talking about songs with an ulterior motive. And, in my case, that motive included breaking down a woman’s resistance. No, not the way you’re thinking. Get your mind out of there. I wrote songs for attention because … The rest of the story…
Maybe you should do something different today There’s a huge reason why the world is in such a mess today. And it’s been in this mess for just about as long as humans have existed. Which is from the first week the planet was created, by the way. But that’s another (but essential) story. And this whole mess could be cleaned up and swept … The rest of the story…
OK, let’s be positive and assume the worst That sounds like a good plan. Right? “Uh, no, Tony. It sounds negative. Not positive. And why would anybody automatically assume the worst?” Well, I’m glad you asked. Because I’m gonna toss this boomerang and see if it comes back to me. When you assume the worst in people, first, it’s safer. How many spy … The rest of the story…
Ah yes. If wishes were fishes… If you do a Google search for that phrase “if wishes were fishes”you’ll probably find a lot of different people adding a lot of different endings. Some of them make measly attempts at rhymes and fall short. Like “we’d all swim in riches.”Please don’t say I have to tell you why that’s a measly attempt at a rhyme. … The rest of the story…
Money is the root… So, if money is the root of all evil, why aren’t more people willing to give all theirs away? And I mean ALL of it. Because why would you want even a little possibility of evil in your pockets? Or bank accounts? Or city, state, or nation? After all, if you wanna get rid of a weed, you gotta get … The rest of the story…
It’s August 3, 2020. Do you know where your heart is? As of today, August 3, in the year 2020, I’ve written somewhere between 70,000 to 100,000 words about the Rhyme and Reason for life. And that’s because, every day so far, I’ve shared something to be optimistic and hopeful about. And I know that sort of talk isn’t cool or trendy these days. … The rest of the story…
A thank you letter It’s weird (and annoying) how my mind works (or doesn’t) sometimes. And what I’m talking about is how I’ve been meaning to get to this thank you letter every time I’ve opened my text editor for a week. But instead I’d write and talk about something else. And now another week has passed without me saying it. So… Here’s the … The rest of the story…
Relax. It’s gonna be alright. I’m a big fan of the old black and white movies. Especially from the 1940’s and 50’s. And I remember a scene from an Alfred Hitchcock movie called “Strangers on a Train” where a guy tells one of the main stars, Robert Walker, to relax. And Walker’s character snaps back, “I don’t wanna relax!” I won’t give away what’s … The rest of the story…
What’s my reason for being? It’s another form of the age old question. “Why am I here?” And I think it’s more than mildly ironic how logic is so coveted in a world filled with feelers. Because if whatever is right in your own mind is right, then there might not be a reason for being. You might just be happy, little cosmic accident. … The rest of the story…