Remember, that one time...

Someday, Apple might send a new powersupply to a local apple dealer and I just might get my computer back in my possession. Until then, no graphics... will words be enough?

A little while ago I wrote a little song. It was all about shallow love... to start. You can listen to it on MySpace (click on the song "Time I Was Sensitive") if you want. It is really rough, I just wrote it and put it up in little more than a couple hours I think. Don't expect too much. The subject manner being shallow love, to start. I was thinking about people, and how I think a lot of times we are out for experiences, and not the journey itself. More specifically, we have a tendency to want to experience everything, once. We develop these long lists of things that we pursue to the point that we have a claim and then pursue another. If asked I will probably claim both as active pursuits, but am I really pursuing it. For me, I don't really think I could honestly call myself a painter anymore. I have done it, I studies it in school, I sometimes do it a little, but it isn't really a steady pursuit anymore. I work more in computer graphics than paint these days.

I think a lot of times this can manifest itself in so called "Extreme Sports," because we are soooo extreme. It is done once, and forever on the resume of things to talk about. I don't want to confuse this with me attacking these actions. There is nothing wrong with it, it can be a fun experience... but when I was writing this song I thought that it would be funny to sing from the same stand point and direct it towards love. "Remember the time I was Sensitive... Remember the time I had integerity... and the time we said 'I do'." I don't think, or at least I hope this type of love isn't rampant. I thought it would be a funny way to examine the way we view life sometimes.

When I think of times past, I think of the longevity of peoples actions and choices. When people entered a career it was for life, when people took up passions and hobbies it seemed to stick for a large duration of thier life. I could be romanticizing this, as I frequently tend to do, but I think we are prone to attack life and passions with a vivacious ADHD type mentality at times. We want diverse experiences and a long list of accomplishments with minimal effort. Or at least, I find myself in that situation. This song is a good example. I wrote it in a short time, and really haven't gone back and polished it up yet. It could use it... but I haven't.

I am glad that there are a few things that I do come back to over and over again. I am glad that many things are enjoyable still when we do come back and revisit the experience, or one similar. When I set apart a day to just paint, I feel good. When I am able to revisit my roots in an activity I feel a reconnection. I am sure that is why I have returned again and again to lead canoe trips at a summer camp that I thought was going to be a one summer gig. I love to just work for the summer in a capacity to me that seems simple and meaningful. I have always admired people that were passionate and focused on simple things, and content and skilled in thier area of expertise.

I need to do this more often with the passions that I have in life. I need to revisit them again and again. I need to record more and develop more than just a simple knowledge about it. I need to apply this to my work, I need to apply this to my interests, and most importantly to relationships. So I guess in the end it is about relationships again (not just romance, but relationships in general).

What are the roots that you like to revisit?


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I thought I would try my hand at getting rid of my hair completely, given my naturally high concentration of such follicles, it proved to be a bit of a task.

However, I am starting to fear that people might think that I am narcissistic. Why so many pictures of me? I promise not to take offense when I am messing around. I have not one guarantee as convincing from other such friends. Submissions and permissions would be welcome I suppose...

I almost didn't post this one...
maybe I shouldn't have.

I saw the original picture and I just had to mess with it.