On the Peter Pan thing....
Thats the lesson you already learned, long before you met me
First you grow up
Then you learn to accept the child inside you, respect it, love it, cherish, let it be
Sorry. Thats the wrong way round.
Sunday, 28 February 2010
Wednesday, 24 February 2010
Are you?
Are you the stars, the moon,
Hearts and flowers to me?
Heaven and earth to me?
Did your coming shake
the ground beneath my feet
Less cliched did you cause me
To go mad with wild
Unfettered passion?
Or put out flags
Declaiming love in
All it's richness
No
You are no cliche
And no Hallmark
Pattern romance victim
To me you are simply
Breath itself
Hearts and flowers to me?
Heaven and earth to me?
Did your coming shake
the ground beneath my feet
Less cliched did you cause me
To go mad with wild
Unfettered passion?
Or put out flags
Declaiming love in
All it's richness
No
You are no cliche
And no Hallmark
Pattern romance victim
To me you are simply
Breath itself
Tuesday, 16 February 2010
Musings Part II
I have been thinking, as I expect many do when they reach my point in life, about the shape of my past. What was good, what wasn't, the good times, the hard times, the lovers, child, friends, acquaintances, enemies old and new - that style of thing.
What struck me was this.
It was only three years ago that it all started to change. Before that - well ....... least to say it wasn't as much fun as what has come after and we shall just leave it at that. It wasn't that my circumstances had massively improved, nothing in my external environment got better (quite the opposite). What had changed, quite simply, was me.
As I write this, I am listening to some great house music, specifically: Eddy meets Yannah, Reach The Sky, Reel People, the main mix. For those few passersby who might not know me personally, in another part of my life I am a house DJ. Something else that really started three years ago. I am a mix DJ - for me there is only one greater solitary passion than the words expressed here. It's making, mixing, playing, listening to and dancing to house music. It's a feeling. When I balance two pieces of this wonderful, soulful, polyrhythmic, loving genre of music together successfully, riding the groove, there is a joy that fills me like no other. I used to say that the only time I ever really felt free was when I am playing. I am glad to say that after recent events that is no longer the case. I am free.
The lyric of this track is significant to this tale. I always loved the tune but something in the lyric always puzzled me. There is a line that states, without irony, "there is a superhero in all of us". I never really understood that until recently and, for what my opinion may be worth, I now think the writer was referring to that part of the human soul which is capable of giving and receiving apparently limitless love.
A friend recently reminded me of a mutual conversation some months ago, and I quote her words: "TRYING to be a good person MAKES you a good person." While this may sound trite there is also a deep truth to it. The act of trying is what makes you a better person. It's like life, trying. It's not a destination. Its a journey.
To anyone reading who hasn't tried this ............ you might want to give it a shot.
What struck me was this.
It was only three years ago that it all started to change. Before that - well ....... least to say it wasn't as much fun as what has come after and we shall just leave it at that. It wasn't that my circumstances had massively improved, nothing in my external environment got better (quite the opposite). What had changed, quite simply, was me.
As I write this, I am listening to some great house music, specifically: Eddy meets Yannah, Reach The Sky, Reel People, the main mix. For those few passersby who might not know me personally, in another part of my life I am a house DJ. Something else that really started three years ago. I am a mix DJ - for me there is only one greater solitary passion than the words expressed here. It's making, mixing, playing, listening to and dancing to house music. It's a feeling. When I balance two pieces of this wonderful, soulful, polyrhythmic, loving genre of music together successfully, riding the groove, there is a joy that fills me like no other. I used to say that the only time I ever really felt free was when I am playing. I am glad to say that after recent events that is no longer the case. I am free.
The lyric of this track is significant to this tale. I always loved the tune but something in the lyric always puzzled me. There is a line that states, without irony, "there is a superhero in all of us". I never really understood that until recently and, for what my opinion may be worth, I now think the writer was referring to that part of the human soul which is capable of giving and receiving apparently limitless love.
A friend recently reminded me of a mutual conversation some months ago, and I quote her words: "TRYING to be a good person MAKES you a good person." While this may sound trite there is also a deep truth to it. The act of trying is what makes you a better person. It's like life, trying. It's not a destination. Its a journey.
To anyone reading who hasn't tried this ............ you might want to give it a shot.
Monday, 15 February 2010
Realisations and endings
What do you do when the penny finally drops, when the person you loved turns out to have been interested in the fun times but disappears when the going gets tough.
Well, you make excuses for them, you look at the circumstances... you UNDERSTAND.
What you didn't really understand is the conclusion you should have come to and its simple.
"While I love this person, they don't really love me, or at least not to the same depth"
From that, its easy to see that the relationship just doesn't work (no shit Sherlock!) with a 90%/10% split on compromises and the shots always theirs to call.
I only really get one call in this and I just exercised it.
Its over
Well, you make excuses for them, you look at the circumstances... you UNDERSTAND.
What you didn't really understand is the conclusion you should have come to and its simple.
"While I love this person, they don't really love me, or at least not to the same depth"
From that, its easy to see that the relationship just doesn't work (no shit Sherlock!) with a 90%/10% split on compromises and the shots always theirs to call.
I only really get one call in this and I just exercised it.
Its over
Friday, 12 February 2010
Goddess of simplicity
You showed me goodness
Where I thought none remained
The lesson you taught me, saved me
For it opened a path to life
So today, in the misty overcast
I watched you walk away
Waving generously, smiling widely
Mended after last nights events
I love you dearly and will miss you greatly
A funny old life
Where I thought none remained
The lesson you taught me, saved me
For it opened a path to life
So today, in the misty overcast
I watched you walk away
Waving generously, smiling widely
Mended after last nights events
I love you dearly and will miss you greatly
A funny old life
Wednesday, 10 February 2010
Marko's Women
I like women a lot, I love their complexity, their grounded nature, their capacity (like all of us) to be so often misunderstood even by themselves.
But most of all, and in particular, I have a great fondness and feel great attraction to women with a capacity for laughter, a good understanding of themselves and a deep understanding of the people around them. Wise women. I am not a leg, breast or arse biased man. I just love wise women.
There are other women I have loved, for other reasons. Some remain friends. After the grande passionalle depicted in purple prose elsewhere in this blog, I found another deep, strong, true love, finally, you see.
It has been a great, wonderful, beautiful and quite heartbreakingly brief time, ladies but I know I am loved and return that love in full - the love of an equal, the love of a friend, the love of an "in another time/on another planet lover".
I must name them, my loves.
Ming, old friend, first among the true band of Marko's women. I salute your strength, your principles, your boundless compassion for others, your generosity with wisdom.
Aza, the saviour of my soul, deeply spiritual and with a heart big enough to pump an ocean.
Lari, wise in self knowledge, high of principle, and with foundations so strong you could park a supertanker on them.
MJ, the irrepressible spirit. I see behind the clown as well you know. Nothing in there is anything but beautiful babes.
Alles, a late but deep arrival. My doppelganger, in petite, young, female form. A troublemaker born and true and ever in the service of others. You are wise beyond your years.
I know you love me, feel that love, return that love.
Yes, I finally got it
A Funny Old Life
.
But most of all, and in particular, I have a great fondness and feel great attraction to women with a capacity for laughter, a good understanding of themselves and a deep understanding of the people around them. Wise women. I am not a leg, breast or arse biased man. I just love wise women.
There are other women I have loved, for other reasons. Some remain friends. After the grande passionalle depicted in purple prose elsewhere in this blog, I found another deep, strong, true love, finally, you see.
It has been a great, wonderful, beautiful and quite heartbreakingly brief time, ladies but I know I am loved and return that love in full - the love of an equal, the love of a friend, the love of an "in another time/on another planet lover".
I must name them, my loves.
Ming, old friend, first among the true band of Marko's women. I salute your strength, your principles, your boundless compassion for others, your generosity with wisdom.
Aza, the saviour of my soul, deeply spiritual and with a heart big enough to pump an ocean.
Lari, wise in self knowledge, high of principle, and with foundations so strong you could park a supertanker on them.
MJ, the irrepressible spirit. I see behind the clown as well you know. Nothing in there is anything but beautiful babes.
Alles, a late but deep arrival. My doppelganger, in petite, young, female form. A troublemaker born and true and ever in the service of others. You are wise beyond your years.
I know you love me, feel that love, return that love.
Yes, I finally got it
A Funny Old Life
.
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