Sunday, September 30, 2007

Half a world away

I count myself blessed with quite an average circle of friends in real life and over the interwebs I have "met" quite a few others that I can call friend as well, some are fellow soldiers from my time in the SADF on our mail-group and others from blogging. Some have been part of my life so long that I know if and when we meet face to face they will be exactly as I picture them, others have revealed their faces and I have been amazed that they look very like I imagined. Others I have eventually had the honour of meeting over a cup of coffee or a cold one, they are now real friends.
It is because we have shared part of our lives over time and countless snippets, sometimes light hearted and other times deep sorrow as they shared a glimpses of their lives.
Some people say one should not give the same value to your online friends as your real friends, but I disagree. The test of any friendship is how well you communicate and empathise with the other person and how you witness them in your life as well as you being a witness in theirs. Because in reality we will meet them all face to face one day.
That is why I thank Moondancer for using something she had on her blog, it was in Afrikaans but is 100% relevant in any language;
How can I pray Our when I live a self centered life, how can I say Father if I am not His child, how can I say Who art in heaven, if I still live an adamic life
How can I pray Hallowed be Thy Name. when I use it as a curse?
How can I pray Thy Kingdom come. when I do not witness.
How can I pray Thy Will be done, on earth as it is in Heaven. when I want my own way every day
How can I pray Give us this day our daily bread. when I ignore those in need.
How can I pray And forgive us our trespasses, when I still hold grudges
How can I pray as we forgive those who trespass against us. when I cannot forgive others
How can I pray And lead us not into temptation, when I do not give up those desires
How can I pray but deliver us from evil. when I do not acknowledge the power of the Spirit
How can I say Amen. when I do not have childlike faith?

How can I say For thine is the kingdom, when I do not serve Jesus, how can I say and the power, when I let fear rule my life, how can I say and the glory, for ever and ever. when I rule my own life. Amen
By the way this part is not in the original Gospels and I separated it for that reason but I like using it to emphasise God's authority when I pray The Lords Prayer.

This is a poem that I wrote for all those people Half a World Away from me that have touched my life through the years;

I read your words, written half a world away.
I wished I could be there to hug and reassure.
I felt your pain at another lost love.
You painted a picture with your words I could see.
You revealed your sacred duty with words of mirth.
The sound of battle was almost real to me.

Each one of my friends, half a world away.
Read each day, wished well each night.
As the sun rises on my side it sets on yours,
Know that even when your face is unseen,
I appreciate and value your part in my life.

Each one of you, half a world away I pray,
May Angels be with those in jeopardy.
My comfort be with those who have lost,
something or someone, tangible or real.
May you all be witness to each other,
Half a world away, someday we will meet.

So as my circle friends grows and ebbs like the tide I am thankful for each and every one for touching my life and making me a better person, the same way pebbles get shaped in a stream we get shaped by the friends we meet and although some share a brief time with us in the stream others stay nestled up close and slowly become familiar trusted souls on the same adventure of life. Sharing and bearing each other through good and bad times. Always a stone throw away, by phone or e-mail or across the fence. Half a world away...

"The holy passion of Friendship is of so sweet and steady and loyal and enduring a nature that it will last through a whole lifetime, if not asked to lend money." Mark Twain (1835 - 1910), Pudd'nhead Wilson

Finding the fire within

This video and should make us all realize how awesomely wonderfully the Universe is being created before our very eyes.

This past Sunday I decided to tone down my blogging and other online activities to meditate with the Bible and have some solitude. It was not something I read in Scripture but an idea that I felt I had to carry out. I am so glad I did because very often I do not...

On Monday loaded all my Christian, instrumental and classic music... I have been missing this. Checked my mail and answered what had to be done then went back to some cleaning... both of the flat and my soul. My reading for the day was Colossians 2:10 how we are completed in Him with the Holy Spirit and 4:12 where we are reminded to pray for one another.
On Tuesday I did what was needed for the weeks reports then I went shopping for some music, I was looking for some Gregorian Chants and managed to find 2 albums... One by Canto Gregiano and the other by St Dominic's Priory... plus I bought Daughtry... their songs just touch my soul but I will be listening to them later this week, in the meantime my soul has a hunger for Chant... something in the Latin words is just filling a hunger in my heart plus all my Christian music... I must listen to it more often and get Winamp to play more of it. My reading for the day was Psalm 119... a prayer for purification, sanctification, blessings and guidance. Read the whole psalm, you will be astounded.
On Wednesday I had a Physio appointment... She is very happy with my progress and attitude. I also had electro therapy... at first I felt nothing but as the current started to stimulate my nerves it kicked in, a pleasant tingle. Since then the exercises have been easier to do. I compare it to becoming aware of how the Holy Spirit has slowly revitalised my spiritual life.
I was also invited for a drink by my best friend at their bike club, I had quite a good time but the amazing thing was that I got a chance to have a chat to another biker that is planning a trip on his father's bike, something they had spoken about but never done as the father had been killed in a car accident a while ago. I gave him a short version of my 12 days in the Cape and encouraged him to do the adventure they had planned as tribute and witness to his fathers memory. Never say no to following a shared dream, even if one of you is no longer there. God speed Max and go with the memory of your dad and the best wishes from me. I will be thinking of you. As I drove home in the spring rain I knew that rejuvenation had returned to the dry countryside as well. My reading for the day was just browsing through and reading some passages I had underlined in the past, a sort of review of where I was and had come from. Amazing how many times the word seven is used, yet my concordance has no references to look up... I think this is a study on it's own so I am going to do so some time soon.
On Thursday I read some of my regular blogstops and found that somehow they were also having introspective episodes... quite amazing as their experiences sort of found an echo in my soul. Just Peachy was giving advice on keys, Scully has also taken a break and her next one is also a good read.
But BWH's one had me smiling because I feel like partying as well after realising that I have been welcomed back with open arms. The reading for the day was Isaiah 59:17 and Ephesians 6:10-18, how we are to armour ourselves and be a witness. Just like I should have had all the kit on the day of my accident we have to dress for spiritual success.
On Friday we said goodbye to my assistant at work, Monday means I have to start training a new assistant... Then I dropped off M as he and the Lady Cheetahs are on their way to Pretoria for the Semi finals... Holding thumbs for Saturday's game. Watched some of the RWC games and had an early night. The reading for the day was from quite a few passages, almost a summary of Renewal if you like; Psalm 51:10 Renewal and Cleansing, Isaiah 40:31 and Psalm 103:5 given the Strength of eagles, 2 Corinthians 4:16 Renewal of our spiritual being, Ephesians 4:23 Renewal of our Attitude and Romans 12:2 our minds being renewed to focus on God's will. WOW
On Saturday Shrek got delivered and I parked it on it's spot in the carport, had this urge to kit up and take a spin... that will have to wait till I can put weight on my leg (sigh)... Then I went to visit my best friend, to chew some cud and have a chat about bikes and life. After that I headed to the MX track and had a ball until the sun set trying out the sprinkler system with Anton and watching all the guys practice... the smell of damp earth, petrol and exhaust fumes made me feel so alive again. Now that the track is watered more often we have more and more blokes wanting to ride and join... this was money well spent and I am also thankful to all the firms that chipped in to fund the system. This sport is now so part of my life I cannot think of not being involved in some way or another. Then we all headed to Duggie's place for a sundowner...Caught the last few minutes of the Sharks/Cheetahs game... The Cheetahs won... both the Currie Cup team and the ladies team that my son M assists as sport scientist, he had sms'd me earlier the day, I am so glad that his team is on the way to the final, all his and the coaches hard work this season has paid off and it is another notch in his CV. My kids make me so proud! L has been busy all the time this break with assignments, I would have left them for next term if I was in her shoes. The reading was Isaiah 41:10, God assures us of his presence... and on Sunday Pastor had a sermon based on Revelation 3:20-23 on how we can Overcome the world through the power of the Holy Spirit in our lives and it just summed up what has been happening all week on a spiritual level. So looking back I realise it was the Holy Spirit that had put that idea of taking a break in my head... He wanted to spend some time with me and I was blessed to be obedient. So next time you have a crazy idea it may well be a prompt from Heaven for you to find the Fire Within. I have...

This is the second awesome video and should make us all realize how awesomely wonderfully we are created. Pity about the commercial at the end though, not my favourite make of car, now if it were Subaru...
It's the thirst for approval, validation and justification, from sources outside of yourself, that blinds you to the fact that they need not be earned.

Sunday, September 23, 2007

Seven days of solitude

In church today I thanked God for all He has done in my life then I pondered what have I done for Him so this is His week for making me Alive again... I will see you all next week... same time, same place.
So this will be my last posting for a while but I will be back, most probably with something awesome to share.
This song from ATB sort of echoes my feelings about live at present, enjoy the music and the lyrics;

[via FoxyTunes / ATB - Feel Alive]

You’ve killed my days, my innermost
State of mind, so don’t stay close
I am back through all the highs and lows

No more belief in chemicals
So pack your things, you’d better go
There’ll be no regrets, so little do you know

I feel, I feel so alive
Meet me at the station or maybe in another life
I feel, I feel so alive
There’ll be no more drifting back and forth in time

Another day, another life
To feed with all that I call mine
Is what it takes, so I go out tonight

Shining lights of crossing cars
An open sky, a million stars
They open up my eyes and this is just because

I feel, I feel so alive
Meet me at the station, or maybe in another life
I feel, I feel so alive
There’ll be no more drifting back and forth in time

I’ll take it slow
I feel so alive
I’ll turn back time

Another day, another life
To feed with all that I call mine
Is what it takes, so I go out tonight

I feel, I feel so alive
There’ll be no more drifting

I feel, I feel so alive
Meet me at the station, or maybe in another life
I feel, I feel so alive
There’ll be no more drifting back and forth in time

I feel
"Military power wins battles, but spiritual power wins wars." General George Catlett Marshall

Saturday, September 22, 2007


Pop your poem/lyrics into the box after clicking on the link with cut and paste and be amazed... Some people are just so creative. This is a app on Sveriges Radio by the way, not that I understand a word of Swedish, but the application takes phrases from songs to match your words and then puts it all together as a song using these sound bytes.
I can drive... Had to concentrate more than usual and leave a good 10 second gap but at least I am no longer dependent on the kids to run me about and go on shopping errands. Amazing how soon muscles start to work again. So I am looking forward to being able to go to Church under my own steam tomorrow.
Another amazing thing is the Bok's win over Tonga... that was a close one and I was on the edge of the chair the whole game! If we had kicked all conversions and penalties it would have been much better, losing discipline did not help matters either, having 2 in the sin bin made things tough for the other 13 players. It always amazes me that players at this level still lose control to the detriment of the team.
"It is amazing how much crisper the general experience of life becomes when your body is given a chance to develop a little strength." Frank Duff, A Coder in Courierland, 03-20-05

Friday, September 21, 2007


I think I overdid my exercises yesterday... I have backache, bellyache, and even my arms are sore... so I only did two sessions today... and I can move my foot more than yesterday, yay! Tomorrow I will see if I can get behind the wheel... Shrek has been serviced and repaired and should be back under the carport on Tuesday... seems like it will still be at least 5 weeks before we can head out on the highway again... dang! I have an itch that needs scratching...
TUT had this to say today "Think of everyone on the planet, everyone, as your special friend...And so they shall become. Dang."
When I look at my favourites and my Blogroll I can see that, some of those bloggers feel like close friends and some even are. Others touch my soul and others make me think, then there are the guys that just think like me. However others have faded from the scene... as one fades a new star usually rises. It makes life interesting.
No music or vids today... I am on a musical sabbatical, I am not in the mood for music at present, it kind of hurts too much... I am working on a music blog though... keep watching for Angelic Voices, it will be worth it I promise.
"I finally figured out the only reason to be alive is to enjoy it." Rita Mae Brown
Footnote: Eina is an Afrikaans colloquialism for "Ouch".

Thursday, September 20, 2007

Beware! MySpace spam? FaceBook next?

"MySpace to cash in on profiles20/09/2007 11:20 - (SA)
Los Angeles - News Corporation's MySpace social networking site is using personal details contained on users' profile pages and blogs to sell highly targeted advertising, the company said on Wednesday.
The website started the first phase of its "interest targeting" experiment in July, culling likes and dislikes from its users' pages to sell ads in 10 broad categories such as finance, autos, fashion and music."

After reading this report I am thinking of taking down my profile at FaceBook as well because they will be next to climb on the gravy train. I originally joined FaceBook because some of my family members here and overseas were also using it and sent me invitations to join... but the idea of me getting spammed while using it is just not on... so bye bye. Prepare to be scuttled...
The same goes for the Google/Blogger empire... if I think they are misusing me I will just pull up my roots and move to my own domain... I have two and they are underutilised as it is... I have learned a few programming languages in the past and to host my blogs myself would not be a huge challenge... so be warned... tread lightly or I pack my bags and light outta here! I'm a cyber gypsy...
G'night all... I am tuckered out after 3 physio sessions and writing 3 blogs in one day as well as witnessing our 20/20 team go down in flames and not qualifying for the semi's...

Sound familiar?

Please meet Jean at Pondering... the force is strong with this one. She writes some stunning poetry that touches my heart and reflects many of my moods and experiences. I hope she does not mind me taking this excerpt from her blog...
Write your life...
Whether it be like this or in letters to yourself,
as in a journal, or a diary.
Write everything about you so that others
may know. How you lived.
What you thought. When you cried.
Loved and laughed. Did you dream?
It may be found some day, and those who
knew you. Might cry. Might laugh.
Might gasp, "That's why!"
"That's when!" "That's where!"
Then again, a stranger might find you
in your words. And know you better than
all those others. Take you home.
Live with you another life.
See in you another way. Love their life again.
Find the path. Forgive their pain.
See the stars.
You are a book. A poem. A song.
Write your life.

Another person that believes in being a witness to others lives, I am linking to her blog to do so... May she prosper and grow strong. (Jedi theme today)
"History is the witness that testifies to the passing of time; it illumines reality, vitalizes memory, provides guidance in daily life and brings us tidings of antiquity." Cicero (106 BC - 43 BC), Pro Publio Sestio

It can bend!

My knee! Wow... I'm out of the plaster cast... Doctor is happy with the progress as well as the Physiotherapist... Now I can get started on the Physio/Torture program to get my puny leg more or less back to the shape of the healthy one... I will refrain from posting pics of the scar... suffice to say now it really looks like a shark tried to nibble on my leg! Counted 30 odd staples... Gnarly battle scars dude!
I thought I may be able to start driving myself but at present the leg is still a bit weak, I will give it a few days and see how the recovery of muscle tone goes. Now for that bath...
Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars. Kahlil Gibran (1883 - 1931)

Wednesday, September 19, 2007

Speaking pirate day

Just for fun... run your favourite blog or website through this See How A Pirate Would Say It. This is paragraph from a previous posting:
When I saw todays APOD I be amazed at th' interplay o' nature's forces then I saw what legends be made off, look closely at th' ash plume an' ye will se th' fire god o' th' mountain crouched down on his haunches, wi' a mane o' wild hair blown t' th' port an' arms folded o'er his knees. If I be a primitive man I would be havin' thought I had jus' seen th' fire god o' th' mountain!
Hope you all had fun on Piratespeak day...


Now I have heard it all...

This file photo from April 12, 2006, shows Sen. Ernie Chambers of Omaha during debate in the legislative chamber in Lincoln, Neb. Saying that God has caused "fearsome floods ... horrendous hurricanes, terrifying tornadoes," Nebraska's longest-serving state senator says he is suing the Almighty to make a legal point.(AP Photo/Nati Harnik, file)
Somehow I think God will pass on appearing in court... or maybe not... Just imagine the look on his face if it happens.
This somehow proves my point about politicians... sadly it reflects on the people who voted for him!
"Politicians are like diapers. They both need changing regularly and for the same reason." Unknown

Wednesday washing

Today the washing got done... and it is hanging on the line... metaphorically speaking. No more tsunamis and that's a promise. Why does this feel like a huge boulder that has been evaporated?
Time for me to take charge as KatieB said and get myself out of this rut... however I stand before a forked road.
One is to chase my dream,
One is to be obedient,
One is to throw caution to the wind.
Then I remember what I had written on Sunday... and especially after reading KatieB's latest posting and I know what my course is going to be, obedience will be my path because in doing so my dreams and desires will find fulfillment.
As a matter of fact my mind is so clear about this that I have changed my blog footer.
Speaking of feet, I was recently reading where Jesus washed the disciples feet and also where His feet were anointed by the woman that others despised. Why do we not do this as often as He asked? We do Communion and laying on of hands but this is rarely done? Especially when we know a person is preparing for a spiritual journey?
John 13
12 After washing their feet, he put on his robe again and sat down and asked, “Do you understand what I was doing?
13 You call me ‘Teacher’ and ‘Lord,’ and you are right, because it is true.
14 And since I, the Lord and Teacher, have washed your feet, you ought to wash each other’s feet.
15 I have given you an example to follow. Do as I have done to you
16How true it is that a servant is not greater than the master. Nor are messengers more important than the one who sends them.
17You know these things? now do them! That is the path of blessing.
I must take this up with the Pastor...
"When you take charge of your life, there is no longer need to ask permission of other people or society at large. When you ask permission, you give someone veto power over your life." Geoffrey F. Abert

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

Stars, ash, clouds and fire god of the mountain

When I saw todays APOD I was amazed at the interplay of nature's forces then I saw what legends are made off, look closely at the ash plume and you will se the fire god of the mountain crouched down on his haunches, with a mane of wild hair blown to the left and arms folded over his knees. If I were a primitive man I would have thought I had just seen the fire god of the mountain!
So I cropped the image to make it clearer...
Do you see him now?

"What is life? An illusion, a shadow, a story,And the greatest good is little enough:for all life is a dream, and dreams themselves are only dreams." Pedro Calderon de la Barca, Life is a Dream

Monday, September 17, 2007

Accepting the challenge

This week has been a horrendous week for all forms of powered racing. Three pilots killed in Reno and Collin McCrae dies in a helicopter crash near his house. My thoughts go to the families of all involved.
A pictorial tribute...
In August of 2006, McRae and co-driver Nicky Grist competed for Subaru in the first live televised American rally in Los Angeles and finished second despite rolling his car

However one must remember all of them were doing something they loved and I am borrowing a poem from Scully at Skywritings to illustrate this.
And shouldn't I have,
knowing that this might be the last,
raced my craft around the sky once more,
just to feel the stick clasp my hand back,
joined in the thrall,
dancing with the wind
waltzing with the blue
knowing that never after should I feel so free,
so sure in risk, so sure in this, my calling
taming this sky with the pride of experience.
my future just a glint in the horizons
I hurl myself up to meet my fate---

"scully" 2007

I feel the same when I get on my bike, I know it has it's dangers, I am still in plaster from the last minor miscalculation, but the feeling of freedom and being able to give my thoughts wings as I wind my way down a twisty mountain pass is something I always want to be able to do. Actually I ache to do it, before the accident I would find any excuse to rather use the bike than the car. Now I can hardly wait for me to take it for a spin again. I am sure they also felt the same way about flying and racing.
People who pass from this mortal coil pursuing their dream and passion are fortunate in a sense... second only to those that give their lives protecting others. So I am sad at their passing but salute their lives as they were living their dreams and showing us all how to really live... You will be missed.
"Knowing others is intelligence; knowing yourself is true wisdom. Mastering others is strength; mastering yourself is true power." - Lao-Tzu

Sunday, September 16, 2007

Lessons from walls

This posting has been long in gestation and today in Church I got the final threads to finish it off as promised previously... It is neither a lengthy or noble dissertation, just something that I have felt needs to be said.

Life is a procession, some may call it a comedy of errors, others call it a learning process. I call it an adventure these days...We all get hurt by life at some time or another, some build defensive walls and attitudes to protect them from the hurt. Others carry on regardless in their selfish ways. Others hide away in despair. Others take on the poisoned chains of pride.

Then there are people that want to throw off the yoke of past experiences to be able to live again as we are supposed to.Joyfully and adventurously.I am one of those people, but before I could do that I had to love myself again, to see that even with my bruised ego, broken heart and mangled self worth I was a person that was worthy to be a creature of joy again. Part of this was accepting and realizing that God loved me no matter what I did or had done. He had made me and He had loved me enough to create a way for me to be with Him eternally. How could I doubt my worth if the God of creation considered me worthy?
Once this was out of the way I realized that I had to get rid of my fortress that I had built around me as a result of past experiences.I had to get my psyche naked, this was the toughest part, because when you are exposed like this the flame of a passing soul is like a blowtorch, some have a flame of hatred, others of jealousy, even friendship scorches...

However if you persevere the freedom of not hiding behind a wall or mask is bliss itself, you know that you mean what you say and do what you mean. This honesty is sometimes disconcerting to others catching them off guard and flowing over them like a tsunami. I keep forgetting that part...

What I also have found is that I have lost the art of picking up hidden cues... I do not expect them because of my directness and openness... why should others play games when I cannot? But they do, mostly not intentionally but on a constant basis... I have to retrain myself to read these signs I suppose. Then I go read a recent study on kisses and I seem to be once again the exception to the rule as my goal when kissing is not to end up in the boudoir... I put a lot of emotional value in a kiss, to me a kiss is not part of what they say, a kiss is like cement for my heart, it fills in the cracks and makes me whole again. Yes it does set my heart racing but it also tells me that I am not alone in the adventure of life or the building of a relationship. Without a kiss it just a great friendship... but with a kiss once in a while there is a hint of something that may well grow to become that once in lifetime experience.

Being a gentleman is also a given when one has chosen the path I have, considering the other person and respecting their wishes is worth it, trust me, as the other way of being a boor and throwing a tantrum is not going to get you any points either. What I am talking about is when you have told the object of your affections your feelings, respect what you get back, I know it is hard to have to reign in your emotions but unless you expect instant gratification you are far better off being a friend than earning instant enmity. I actually think that the Victorian era had perfected this as a man would very often court a woman for many years before even telling her what he felt, rather getting to know her over time through many conversations and countless letters... we have forgotten that art gentlemen! Time to back track and do things in a proper and fitting fashion I believe. Chastity has it's own reward...

However as mentioned in a previous post, I think modern men are losers when it comes to understanding their purpose in the scheme of things, I am not excusing myself either, I have learnt that lesson well and have been shown the error of my ways regarding our responsibility to children we bring into the world. Only when we understand what the true meaning of being a Gentleman is will this change. Leaving a child in the lurch is a cowardly way to excuse
yourself from your responsibility. Just as God loves you you should love that child and do all you can to provide for this gift you received. At the same time if you had followed the proper order of things you may well never have gotten in this place at all... passion has both a price and a place.

Now all I want is to nurture those I love, to protect and serve and lead by example, in some small way show them the love I have been shown. When I see one of them hurting I wish I could take that cloak and put it on myself and bear their pain instead. I cry more easily because of this... I seem pray more often as well.
Lastly I leave you with this test of love that I only recently came to understand in full and without this any relationship is doomed to failure:

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails. - I Corinthians 13:4-8a (NIV)

Saturday, September 15, 2007

Rock and rolling Rockwood


Brian's last two strips on the subject of You Tube and music videos had me chuckling to myself.

Seems that we have both come to the same conclusion that some of the older stuff is in comparison to today's music is rather lacking in finish... but that is not why I post them. It is for the memories they bring back...
But enough of the past, today had its share of highlights, the Cheetah's won another game and seem to be on the way to the Final in a few weeks time. This is the first year that they have not lost one game so far. The fight seems to be between the other teams who will join them in the final.
After almost a month I decided to fire up Shrek and see if the battery still worked... What a sweet sound a single cylinder makes... the motor fired at once! On further inspection the bike seems to have just three bits of Tupperware that need replacement, the R/H flasher lens, side cover and fairing panel all have cracks or scratches. I will be getting quotes next week when the bike goes in for it's service and warranty repair to the water pump. If the lot is less than my excess I will not even be claiming. Wish my leg was as easy to fix. I can't wait to get back in the saddle and feel the wind and the sound of the engine again. Who needs music while riding?
So to stay with rock and roll and motorbikes here is one of my favourite biker songs by Chris Spedding... the whole song is today's quote!

[via FoxyTunes / Chris Spedding]- Motorbikin' . Yeah, the video sucks! But listen to the way Chris brings feeling to the song, it Rocks! What's the bet he rode a motorbike sometime in his life?
Motor bikin' - motor bikin' - motor bikin' - motor cycling
Moving on the Queens highway looking like a streak of lightening
If you gotta go go gotta go motor bike riding

Listen to me and I'll tell you no lie
Too fast to live too young to die
I bought a new machine today say
It takes your breath away.

Motor bikin' - motor bikin' - motor bikin' - motor cycling
Moving on the Queens highway looking like a streak of lightening.

Oh baby won’t you come with me
I'll take you where you want to be

Well here I am again I'm dressed in black
I got my baby she's a riding up back
A we're doing about ninety five
Whoo it's so good to be alive.

Motor bikin' - motor bikin' - motor bikin' - motor cycling
Moving on the Queens highway looking like a streak of lightening
If you gotta go go gotta go motor bike riding

Motor bikin' - motor bikin' - motor bikin' - motor cycling
Moving on the Queens highway looking like a streak of lightening
If you gotta go go gotta go motor bike riding

Friday, September 14, 2007

Friday Four

Now for some beginning of the weekend music... With lyrics and because I like the songs..

[via FoxyTunes / Tina Cousins]- Forever (Live)

Just hold me now, just hold me now
Say you'll stay forever
Say the day will never come
Just hold me now, just hold me now
Stay this way forever, oh
'Cos we've only just begun

Tell me why do lovers have to leave?
I know it happens all the time
And it's so sad 'cos this time it's you and me
I know I'm losing you but I just can't believe it,


Tell me why do feelings have to change?
What happened to the love I knew?
Feel it fading a little more each day
And so I'm losing you but I can't take the truth,
no baby

(repeat chorus)

'cos we've only just begun

(repeat first verse)

(repeat chorus)

Tell me why do lovers have to leave?
What can I say... I just love her songs...

[via FoxyTunes / Texas]-In Demand (with Alan Rickman)

when we were together I was blown away
just like paper from a fan
but you would act like I was just a kid
like we were never gonna' last

but now I've got someone who cares for me, (yeah)
wrote my name in silver sands
I think you know you've lost the love of your life
(you said) I was the best you've ever had

because I'm in demand, (hey)

you're thinking of the way you should've held my, (hand)
and all the times you'd say you didn't understand
you never had our love written in your, (plans)

but now I'm in demand

I never think you saw the best of me (ahh haa haa haa)
there's a side you'll never know
'cos love and loving are two different things (ah haa haa haa)
set your sights far too low

but now I've got someone who cares for me, (yeah)
he wrote my name in silver sands
I think you know you've lost the love of your life
(you said) I was the best you've ever had

because I'm in demand, (hey)

you're thinking of the way you should've held my (hand)
and all the times you'd say you didn't understand
you never had our love written in your plans

but now I'm in demand

you're thinking of the way you've should've of held my (hand)
and all the times you'd say you didn't understand
you never had our love written in your , (plans)

but now I'm in demand

it's only when I fall asleep
I see that winning smile
when my dreams just move along
you've lost the race by miles

yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
stay, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

because I'm in demand
you're thinking of the way you should've of held my (hand)
and all the times you'd say you didn't understand
you never had our love in your, (plans)

but now I'm in demand, (yeah)
you know I'm in demand
(say you're in demand)
you know I'm in demand, (yeah)
always in demand, (yeah)
never had our love written in your plans
you know I'm in demand

you see me in demand
Spiterri at her smouldering best...

[via FoxyTunes / Time Bandits]- Endless Road

Time can only whisper truth for both of us
All the answers I can't find, I put my trust
In a never ending road that leads to my door

I don't want you to go, my love
That's all you have to know
And I want you to have my soul
Somebody show me the way

And I want you to know, my love
It's an endless road 'till love finally comes our way
My love

My love
It's an endless road 'till love finally comes our way
My love

Now we fought against a wall when love was 'bout to fall
We tried to make it flow, but love wouldn't let us go
Crazy us, for all those wasted words

I don't want you to go my love
That's all you have to know
And I want you to have my soul
Somebody show me the way

And I want you to know, my love
It's an endless road 'till love finally comes our way
My love

My love
It's an endless road 'till love finally comes our way
My love

And I want you to know, my love
It's an endless road 'till love finally comes our way
My love

My love
It's an endless road 'till love finally comes our way
My love

My love
It's an endless road 'till love finally comes our way
My love

This sounds like adventuring...

[via FoxyTunes / Midge Ure]- If I Was

If I Was
If I was a better man
Would fellow men take me to their hearts
If I was a stronger man
Carrying the weight of popular demand
Tell me would that alarm her
I'd never harm her at all
If I was a soldier
Captive arms I'd lay before her
If I was a sailor
Seven oceans I'd sail to her
If I was a wiser man
Would other men reach out and touch me
If I was a kinder man
Dishing up love for a hungry world
Tell me would that appease her
I want to please her again
If I was a painter
I'd paint a world that couldn't taint her
If I was a leader
On food of love from above I would feed her
If I was a poet
All my love in burning words I would show it
If I was her lover
Her eyes in kisses I would cover

Come here my baby
Oh they can't touch you now
I'll keep you safe and warm
I'll never leave you at all

Come here my baby
Oh they won't touch you
Dishing up love for a hungry world
Tell me would that appease you
I want to please you again

If I was a soldier
Captive arms I'd lay before her
If I was a sailor
Seven oceans I'd sail to her
If I was a painter
I'd paint a world that couldn't taint her
If I was a leader
On food of love from above I would feed her
If I was a poet
All my love in burning words I would show it
Midge is a year younger than I am... amazing, this has always been one of my favourite songs ever, it never seems to get old.

Around four years ago I thought I was destined to be alone forever, wandering down this endless road, if I was in demand I did not know it. Then I met a wonderful lady named Inge who changed my view of life and made me start the new chapter of striving for adventure and looking at each day with joy and thanks. Sadly our time together was short before she was called to Heaven. So once again here is the poem I wrote in memory of her.
The Gift - Robert Le Noury
You showed that life is today,
not tomorrow,
not yesterday.
Wear your heart for the world to see,
for tomorrow it may have faded.
Tell me you love me now,
dont hesitate,
for tomorrow is but a mirage,
yesterday was a golden memory.

So have a good weekend and make those golden memories with the ones you love.
"People take different roads seeking fulfillment and happiness. Just because they're not on your road doesn't mean they've gotten lost." H. Jackson Browne, P. S. I Love You

Thursday, September 13, 2007

Getting better

KatieB's daughter B has come down with a tummy virus. It's no fun not being able to keep you food down. I can handle a cold or flu but when I get Gyppo I am meaner than a Honey Badger being deprived of honey so I imagine how she feels. Being a single mom with a child that is ill is no fun either, it kinda eats into your leave time. So I hope this clears up quick for both of them.
On the home front I am also quite amazed how well I feel, today I did the wrap the leg in plastic thing and had a shower! As I am allowed to put slight pressure on the leg I was able to balance quite well while indulging in a long shower... I feel good and clean and fresh. This was after I had vacuumed part of the flat... quite an easy job even with one leg. Tomorrow I do the rest. It is just a pity the cast has to stay on till next Thursday... My Doctor had a death in the family and had to reschedule, my thoughts are with his family.
My children have also had friends experience tragedy this past week and my heart goes out to all the families that have lost children this week. Children are supposed to survive their parents, not the other way around. Here is a song to cheer everyone up...

[via FoxyTunes / D:Ream]- Things can only get better

You can walk my path
You can wear my shoes
Let her talk like me
And be an angel too

But maybe
You ain't never gonna feel this way
You ain't never gonna know me
But I know you...
Teach you now that

Things can only get better
Can only get, can only get
They get on from here
You know, I know that
Things can only get better

I sometimes lose myself in me
I lose track of time
And I can't see the wood from the trees
You set them alight, burning the bridges as you go
I'm too weak to fight you
I got my personal health to deal with
And you say

Walk my path
Wear my shoes
Talk like me
I'll be an angel and

Things can only get better
Can only get better
Now I've found you
(That means me)
(Will you teach me now)
Things can only get better
Can only get better
Now I've found you

And you and you...
You... show me prejudice and greed
You show me how
I must learn to deal with this disease
I look at things now
In a different light than I did before
I found the cause
And I think that you could be my cure
And you say

Walk your path
Wear your shoes
Talk like that
I'll be an angel too


These things make me realise that one should never put of things that matter till tomorrow, tell that person in your life that they are important and be there for them no matter what.Most importantly... give thanks when the sun rises for a new day.
"Grief shared is half grief; Joy shared is double joy." Honduran Proverb