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The ebb and flow...

So, um, last night I went "clubbing". ;-)

This weekend I spent both evenings with Dean, he just moved up here from Muncie. We hung out together in high school quite a bit, and perpetrated a number of high schoolish acts of vandalism as a part of a... gang? :) that we were in. We all keep varying degrees of contact with each other, so it's been great reconnecting with him.

There's so much confusion in the world. My Dad used to regularly bring up the notion that pride is not only one of the seven deadly sins, but is itself the motherload. The root, the origin of all the others. It was always a simple illustration for him, because the clashing of our own senses of pride was a pretty regular thing for us. Fortunately, by now, it's such a recognizable thing that we can help each other disarm ourselves. Anyway, there's not much point to this, except to say that I realize even moreso each day, that pride is the cause of this confusion.

Humble yourself, that we may all grow and inch closer to that vague vision of "peace" that we're all born with. If we're born with a tendency towards pride, we're also born with a glorious painting in our minds, just itching to be borne by our actions.



Sting - Message In A Bottle

Just cast away and I am lost at sea
Another lonely day and no one here but me
More loneliness than any man could bear
Rescue me before I fall into despair

I send an S.O.S. to the world
I send an S.O.S. to the world
I hope that someone gets my
I hope that someone gets my
I hope that someone gets my
Message in a bottle
Message in a bottle

A year has passed since I wrote my note
I should have known it right from the start
Only hope can keep us together
Love can mend your life but love can break your heart

I send an S.O.S. to the world
I send an S.O.S. to the world
I hope that someone gets my
I hope that someone gets my
I hope that someone gets my
Message in a bottle
Message in a bottle

Walked out this morning I dont believe what I saw
A hundred billion bottles washed up on the shore
Seems I'm not alone at being alone
A hundred billion castaways all looking for a home

I send an S.O.S. to the world
I send an S.O.S. to the world
I hope that someone gets my
I hope that someone gets my
I hope that someone gets my
Message in a bottle
Message in a bottle

Sending out an S.O.S. ...

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