Do You Still Remember? ... December's Foggy Freeze?

The title is from Aqualung, a Jethro Tull album/tune. I have been working on it off and on on the classical guitar. What is the idea here? The dynamics are that story telling and the lyrics are free from being completely discrete situations. Like attorneys, counselors, and poets, their work is embedded by stories, true and false. As a writer you can see stories in places where you might not have gone except for finding out the ending. Joke? American lit has the quintessential happy endings; Australia/negative outcomes. Well-groundedness plays a very important role in perception. Perception "disorders" can be a blessing in sight. It is not hard to defend the debate where "everyone has their own perception" on a focus for one's work One of my creative writing students took the task to combine her daily walk and journaling the material for poems/short stjories. She saw a story behind what she had seen; litter on the sidewalk, signs in the store windows, the smells, sounds, ... sights. Vonnegut, Jr. described what he saw. The descriptions like Steven King, Tevye stories?

It is all a time capsule's evidence that we existed, documenting the reality, the thoughts, the changes occurring one moment to another. It is like a Picasso quote; painting is a way to keep a diary. The stories remain the same? The faces change? The names, the roles, ... change. It gives us a bit of a reordering of situations, recording and making the message easier to be seen?

Sometimes it is a difficult scene nonetheless. We walk on a narrow path, paths started by cowboys/Indians/pilgrims of many natures/beatniks/the Beatles/Ginsberg/Jack London/the Experimental Music Groups/Experiments of visual art/junkies and the homeless/computer programmers.

We are walking our narrow path, the trail for recovering lost/misplaced dreams; Religion can be a return to the "law," a deep sense of "law." Mother Nature's laws, the laws of physics, the cliques' laws, understood laws meaning without being written, simply understood. Pity the poor immigrant.

Law in a deep sense is a study, a study of life and human nature. It is an agreement, and it is a guide to do well, do good, right, morally, . What did we agree upon? Our focus, however embedded, by many "poets, priests and politicians" words (Quotes; a song by the Police appropriately.) As one facet of our character is part of us that has a role, judge/jury/witness ... etc. The character of lawyers is that of servant in a sense, serving clients, yes, serving those above him, doing community labor. id est attorneys serve the people, the "Cause," a Higher Power of sorts, "Truth." We have had if fortunate to have had experiences in growing, of recognizing the rules. They might have been unseen, unsung, lacking reasoning at first, at first to be taken as fundamentals, axioms, say variable starting points and of as well being the ethical, moral, and good intentions.

I cannot help but bring to light that in First Samual there is record of a group of people at a certain time in history that lived without government. Not anarchy. To take "with the best government being the least government," as a modern axiom it was taken as a firm, solid basis for a way of living. Modern? Faux pas. The group was driven by each with everyone having as part of them sense of ethics that coordinated the conflicts and resolutions. It was important to thoroughly note. It worked. Not anarchy as the right word. By rules, regulation, rightness, truth as royaly to be obeyed, ... yes. Is utopia a stretch?

It was that it worked, that there was a success, that it is a phenomenal experience. It showed hope. Hang on, and pain ends. It demonstrated what human beings are capable of. This was not considered at all as an anarchy; It was and perhaps still is the best form of government. Just do not kill the messanger, okay? We ourselves are in accordance, (a slang in French associated "en d'accorde" meaning okay) with a noble obligation. Do we have two choices? Are we free from not taking the third response? Are we serving others as we are blanketed by the truth?

The state of the mindset is fluid enough for seeing the importance of what brought us out of a darkness and brought us transperancy, living openly, remembering who we are. Writers writing and writers being healthy go hand in hand. Otherwise like the proverbial shark; If we do not keep swimming, we sink to the bottom, and " ... not busy being born are busy "dying." Last quote goes to Nobel/Literature Bob Dylan. Capture your own flag of being yourself and feeling natural. By the way the student/walks/stories/descriptions? It always got better for her overall. Play the MP3 all the way through. One last one; "We are only as sick as our secrets." Have a good day/week/ ... .

T.E. McCormick