Garlic Sapphire

Have you ever been in that thin realm between consciousness and sleep and all sorts of weird thoughts and images go through your head? And sometimes it seems so profound that you think yourself a genius? Well I was in that state a few days ago and a phrase popped into my head and it seemed so important that I in my groggy state found a pen and a piece of paper and wrote it down. When I woke up the next morning the barely legible phrase that slanted across the sheet of paper was...garlic sapphire. Hardly profound.

That night I had a great dream where I met this dreamy guy who seemed to good to be true(It turns out he was). For some reason I stood him up and though he was upset he forgave me of course. I guess, I was just that hot. When I awoke and found myself back in the real world I of course was a little disappointed. Reality is a little different. In fact, life is a little like garlic sapphire. A thing of absolute beauty that somehow leaves a bad taste in your mouth. Okay, maybe it's a stretch but it may partially explain what I've been feeling. I've described this time as my Golden Age, sometimes I'm amazed at how things seem to be falling together. At the same time it's all I can do to keep myself from falling apart.

Lately, I've felt like this fortress that's under constant attack by the most powerful enemy and yet greatest ally of all, life. And while some might simply say “that's life” it's hard not to get discouraged. I know that life is a little bit like weightlifting. Those who have it too easy aren't going to get any stronger but can you have it too hard? And is right to complain over my trivial stuff when the world knows so much suffering? In the final analysis those things that have me so upset now won't even register.

Life is good but sometimes you get tears in your eyes and you aren't sure whether it's for all the good stuff or all the bad...maybe I should call it onion sapphire. No matter what we call it I guess we have no choice but to hold on...hopefully take a breath mint and go along for the ride.

The One Commandment

The One Commandment

I live in a world where “Though Shalt be Fabulous” is the only Commandment,

I fall asleep alone knowing my bed has been made but I had no hand in it.

In this world God has a six pack and the angels have tans,

Tell me, is that all it takes to be a man?

Hair shall be plucked and tweezed and not one strand must fall out of place,

And to be wanted you better have a perfectly symmetrical face.

Don't be silly it doesn't matter if you're rich,

But If you want to fit in you better wear Abercrombie and Fitch.

When it comes to this game I'm always losing,

It's the more perfect beautiful boys that they are constantly choosing.

I may not have the style or body of which they've dreamed,

but when it comes to my heart and soul I reign supreme.

If our eyes cannot penetrate the skin and see what's within,

Then I'm afraid I'm never destined to win.

Because I'm not fabulous as it is plain to see,

And to them the greatest sin I can commit is simply being me.