Simple Farewell

Yeah, I barely knew the kid,

but most that sit before you can testify his greatness

can testify that he was taken, far too soon,

can testify that here we sit with open wounds

with open minds

about this not so much of a game called life

But what catches my attention, my eye,

I just can’t bear to see this friend of mine cry

Makes me wanna hold her, tell her it will all be alright

Tell her she’s not alone, don’t give up the fight

That it doesn’t get easier, you just learn

how to get through this pain and hurt,

to hold on to the hope of seeing him again someday

because really, we wouldn't have it any other way

I’ll agree, a free spirit is JP

But he’s here, if kept close to your heart, he’s always in it

He’s just a memory away, but he’s here, he’s with ya everyday

Speakin’ of days, I remember when I first met him,

Just days after Joey’s death and I was still feelin’ messed up and grim,

It was Jon Paul’s smile, his grin, won my heart instantly

Now I’m not sayin’ we kicked it everyday, but we weren’t enemies

Once or twice more, maybe, that’s it, but it was never the same,

His presence was radiating

It’s a shame,

the world really did lose someone great that day

Someone with dreams, with aspirations,

Now, he’s off to a different destination

Farewell JP, you are already missed,

Farewell JP, everyone’s gracious friend

A Beautiful Mind 02.05.2011

I spent majority of my morning enjoying my porch and the weather outside!  It has been below freezing all week in New Mexico!  To top it off, we suffered a gas shortage.  But back to why I was outside.  I'm just sitting there jamming out and I get to thinking about thinking..

-About making a list to give a few thoughts.
-About what I'm wearing for the day
-My choice of music; rap is the frequent genre but there are many others.  I'm always open to music.
-About walking to the park by my work, running around it during my break, then go back.  All sweaty but who am I impressing?
-Pastor Steve and the letter I want to write to him.. that thought makes me laugh
-About friendship and how I'm not exactly the good friend people say I am
-About how I can do better in that aspect
-These crazy dreams about being a rapper
-About Gangsta Chris
-How Facebook has become this networking site for public conversation as opposed to picking up the phone or texting for such an intimate conversation.
-How a blog like this works because anyone can do exactly what I'm doing; documenting a thought.. or in my case, thoughts
-How does NM have a gas shortage when we're one of the largest suppliers of natural gas?
-About the way my "poetry" is now; it's almost like I've forgotten how to do it any way else when in reality there are hundreds of ways to document a thought
-About how I say I'm gonna write that best-selling novel and I haven't sat down to document a single thought even though I've had hundreds.
-About how I tweet a lot because there's a way to document a thought right away
-About the three books I've started reading but have slowly declined in
-About how I need to get ready

For the Soldiers...

As I sit here, thinking about soldiers, I'm safely secure inside my home, watching T.V, and dressed comfortably.  If I want to eat, I just get up and walk to the kitchen and choose from a variety of options; hot, cold, healthy, junky.  I have many liberties.

Yet, thousands of miles away, across an ocean, in countries dominated my terrorism and different forms of government, sit Americans, with orders that we can only imagine.  At the same time, we can only imagine what they are going through.  Roadside bombs, not knowing if that really is an innocent child, bullets whizzing by; some of the few things that go on.  We forget about psychological impacts.  PTSD does exist, and in the case of our soldiers, ignorance is not bliss.

Soldiers are fighting the frontlines of our freedom.  WE CAN NOT FORGET THEM!  Soldiers die everyday FOR US and I think it's time we do something FOR THEM.

To all the soldiers, to my friends who serve, to all who serve, from the bottom of my heart, thank you.  Keep your head low and your spirits high.