The Two of Me

I think there's a very metaphysical duplicity to who we are.  You know, what you see versus what you don't see.  Not to say that these two sides of me are always at conflict.  In fact, I think living life with both sides in continuous perspective is what keeps both sides at peace and balance.  But there is only worldly credibility to the physical side of who I am.  The things I do and say in this life are but consumption of air and space, and when I am gone, they will slowly fade with my rotting corpse.  And then I see only the spirit of who I am, the angel, the demon, the aura, living on in a universe much more vast than what we know in terrestrial existence.  As far as I can tell, when I move on I will have little concern for whatever took place in this lifetime.  Now is the only time that I can even consider the purpose for my earthly presence.  And because the conscious seems to be connected to the sub-conscious, I have to believe that what I choose in this life will have permanent repercussions on the next, whether good or bad.

I'm done.  Maybe more later.

The Hermit

Maybe my mother's right.  Maybe I'm just taking my time.  I need to use this opportunity to explore life.  Nothing is tying me down, nothing is holding me back, aside from myself.  It's time to break some cycles.  And if I don't get to Austin by next summer, it's okay; so long as I don't take what I have for granted.  I just need to get out.

Me, a hermit?  It just doesn't fit.  I don't know what I've been thinking.

The Opportunity

I hope we all understand what a huge opportunity we have here.  The President-elect is calling upon us to throw aside more than partisanship in the government; Mr. Obama is calling upon us as a nation to disregard our differences as people and work together to rebuild a prosperous country.  I appreciate hearing people that voted for McCain say: "I will support my President although I did not vote for him."  It is a testament to the power of the hope that our new President-elect has spoken about time and time again.

He's not perfect.  But I don't believe that he is corrupt.  I believe the darkest and brightest times are on the horizon, and he will be a trust-worthy and dedicated usher through the next 4, or perhaps 8, years.

One thing is certain:  we cannot allow an opportunity to be united pass us by.  Pay attention, keep a keen eye and an open mind, and make yourself available to serve your nation.  These are the things we need to do to support our new leader.

The 44th

Just my thoughts.

I'm trying to figure out why so many people are still terrified of this man.  I have so many close friends and family that are so afraid of the change this democratic government is going to bring.  Just because you have some moral value that doesn't line up with what legislation may be put forth in the coming months, you assume this is the beginning of the end.  But the America that I remembered studying in grade school was always called the "land of the free."  

This guy is classic, poised, sophisticated, well-spoken, loyal.  He loves his family more than anything in the world.  He promised his little girls a puppy in the White House.  His acceptance speech was delivered not with pride and zeal, but humility and grace and thankfulness.  His eyes are already focused on the future, and he will assuredly work very hard to do what he sees as best for the nation.  He promised sincerely to listen, and I believe him.

As for me, I am again proud of my nation, proud to be an American.  I think underlying everything this administration will stand for will be the genuine hope in the goodness of people.  And, if called upon, I would be proud to serve in the military under this administration, for the record.

And even still, we should all be proud to be part of such a great moment in history.  He's been handed a nation in distress, and it's the great presidents that have before faced such hard times and persevered.

Congratulations to Barack Obama, President-elect of the United States.  Our thoughts and prayers are with you as you turn yours to challenging road ahead.

On a different note, I played a really lame open-mic tonight (tore it up, by the way), and the guy that announced my name called me "Jose;"  I just went with it.  I might keep it as a stage name.