Stretched out and warped this love
It keeps creeping in
My dreams my heart my blood this love
Settling down before me – without me
You left me
Save my dreams my heart my blood
This love
I bleed
My love
I bleed
Cut with tongues of serpent speak
I crave your salt be poured on me
So to be transformed
I seek
A lesser evil – a time less bleak
Shelter me from this dry and drab
Pour rains upon me of what I once had
Illusive is what's held in hand
Slips through my fingers like time and sand
I tighten my grip and try to keep
This love, of which, to you I speak
So I'll dance tonight with you my love
I'll hold you close in my dreams my love
I'll keep you in my heart my love
I'll continue to bleed
To bleed this love
Sunday, November 30, 2008
Sunday, November 16, 2008
Freedom
Freedom lives in a box like the rest of us
It sits beside me along with regrets and past tests
Didn't think that they mattered so I cheated along the way
Cheated myself straight into this common gray
I felt I said it all so I put down my pen
No use trying to squeeze water from a rock again and again
Instead I hang on your words as you speak them to me sweetly
Could you please dip them in chocolate and slowly feed them to me
I'm coming to terms with missed opportunity
The wise mans a fool but knows far more than me
Sometimes it makes sense
Sometimes I catch a glimpse
But the throb in my temple won't allow me to think
So I'll stay in my box and compartmentalize my fears
My joys
My insecurities
It's safe in here
It's freedom
It sits beside me along with regrets and past tests
Didn't think that they mattered so I cheated along the way
Cheated myself straight into this common gray
I felt I said it all so I put down my pen
No use trying to squeeze water from a rock again and again
Instead I hang on your words as you speak them to me sweetly
Could you please dip them in chocolate and slowly feed them to me
I'm coming to terms with missed opportunity
The wise mans a fool but knows far more than me
Sometimes it makes sense
Sometimes I catch a glimpse
But the throb in my temple won't allow me to think
So I'll stay in my box and compartmentalize my fears
My joys
My insecurities
It's safe in here
It's freedom
Sunday, November 9, 2008
The Same
And in the end we are all the same
We turn to dust we shed our shame
We hope we loved and were loved the same
We hope our lives were not lived in vain
And at the start we are all the same
We thought our hearts purity would sustain
Our eyes were wide we judged all the same
And all who looked upon us were shed of pain
And in between so much was changed
Deprivation of growth from a lack of rain
Mysteries never revealed what's plain
We could never cover up that mortal stain
And what was learned and what was sought
Conflicted all that was taught
A lesson for you a lesson for me
We are not the same
We were never the same
We turn to dust we shed our shame
We hope we loved and were loved the same
We hope our lives were not lived in vain
And at the start we are all the same
We thought our hearts purity would sustain
Our eyes were wide we judged all the same
And all who looked upon us were shed of pain
And in between so much was changed
Deprivation of growth from a lack of rain
Mysteries never revealed what's plain
We could never cover up that mortal stain
And what was learned and what was sought
Conflicted all that was taught
A lesson for you a lesson for me
We are not the same
We were never the same
Monday, September 22, 2008
On Mixed Martial Arts
Just what is the determining factor for reigning victorious in the cage? Can this X factor be narrowed down and defined? Clearly MMA is as close as it gets to a street brawl, besides of course that an MMA fighter actually possesses combat skills. Despite the rawness of this sport there is nevertheless structure. When this kind of brawling is taken out of the street and warriors are matched by weight and aptitude how does a fighter get an edge over their opponent?
One thing that sets this fighting sport apart from others is the well roundedness of the competitors. We all learned early on, thanks to Royce Gracie, that if you can kick and punch but know nothing about defending on the ground you are at a considerable disadvantage.
But, as all things in life either evolve or die out, the MMA warrior as an entity has evolved. At this point there is no excuse for not developing every possible weapon in your arsenal. Stand-up fighters must show up with a respectable ground game and vise versa. If you come into the cage and these skills are not present you are basically in a boxing match with one hand tied behind your back.
So, early on, the lack of assortment in artillery was more of an issue then it is today. What then, I reflect back, is the X factor? Is there one… or is the outcome of each match determined by chance? Well, I would argue that there is no such thing as chance.
The ancient warriors, albeit cross continental and generational, developed these various fighting systems with the knowing that there was a deeper connection involved. Martial Arts, literally meaning, arts of war were thought of as just that. These styles of fighting were not a diabolical means developed solely for destruction.
Today, with a seemingly primal vengeance, these men and women enter the ring and attack their opponent. Despite this, the majority of them display an overt respect for their counterpart at the close of each fight. Clearly this is not just about hurting the other person in the ring. More so, it is a test of ones own strength, and that is in no small part psychological.
Therefore, I would deduce that the X factor lives somewhere in the brain, and is often times referred to as heart. Mystical as it may seem, what we believe will happen, often times does happen. Make no mistake about it, to be successful in this arena you need to physically train like a madman. The belief alone without the action is better referred to as a delusion. But, when all other things are in place, neglecting the mind body and spirit connection may be the biggest mistake you can make.
We have all heard stories of unfathomable displays of strength. Adrenaline is of course part and parcel of these seemingly unnatural acts. But, what is also paramount is an internal belief system. This is why, in all sports, records are always broken in increments. Once someone in any given sport breaks an existing record they prove that the bar can be raised. This then gives others the belief that this new level is in fact attainable. At the core of this concept is the individual's belief that they can and will accomplish what they are setting out to do.
This is no different in the world of mixed martial arts. When all things are added up and the physical virtues of each fighter are virtually equal, the one who will be standing in the end is the one who wanted it more. The victor is the one who had more heart, the one who stepped into the fight with a personal mandate to not give up, and more so, they maintained it no matter what pursued.
One thing that sets this fighting sport apart from others is the well roundedness of the competitors. We all learned early on, thanks to Royce Gracie, that if you can kick and punch but know nothing about defending on the ground you are at a considerable disadvantage.
But, as all things in life either evolve or die out, the MMA warrior as an entity has evolved. At this point there is no excuse for not developing every possible weapon in your arsenal. Stand-up fighters must show up with a respectable ground game and vise versa. If you come into the cage and these skills are not present you are basically in a boxing match with one hand tied behind your back.
So, early on, the lack of assortment in artillery was more of an issue then it is today. What then, I reflect back, is the X factor? Is there one… or is the outcome of each match determined by chance? Well, I would argue that there is no such thing as chance.
The ancient warriors, albeit cross continental and generational, developed these various fighting systems with the knowing that there was a deeper connection involved. Martial Arts, literally meaning, arts of war were thought of as just that. These styles of fighting were not a diabolical means developed solely for destruction.
Today, with a seemingly primal vengeance, these men and women enter the ring and attack their opponent. Despite this, the majority of them display an overt respect for their counterpart at the close of each fight. Clearly this is not just about hurting the other person in the ring. More so, it is a test of ones own strength, and that is in no small part psychological.
Therefore, I would deduce that the X factor lives somewhere in the brain, and is often times referred to as heart. Mystical as it may seem, what we believe will happen, often times does happen. Make no mistake about it, to be successful in this arena you need to physically train like a madman. The belief alone without the action is better referred to as a delusion. But, when all other things are in place, neglecting the mind body and spirit connection may be the biggest mistake you can make.
We have all heard stories of unfathomable displays of strength. Adrenaline is of course part and parcel of these seemingly unnatural acts. But, what is also paramount is an internal belief system. This is why, in all sports, records are always broken in increments. Once someone in any given sport breaks an existing record they prove that the bar can be raised. This then gives others the belief that this new level is in fact attainable. At the core of this concept is the individual's belief that they can and will accomplish what they are setting out to do.
This is no different in the world of mixed martial arts. When all things are added up and the physical virtues of each fighter are virtually equal, the one who will be standing in the end is the one who wanted it more. The victor is the one who had more heart, the one who stepped into the fight with a personal mandate to not give up, and more so, they maintained it no matter what pursued.
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