Finger in the Dam

Some lazy mornings I don’t feel like writing but was instructed to practice daily to get anywhere prolific. It’s kinda like practicing the violin or piano in order to fine tune a talent. Writing is something I really enjoy doing but I have never done it for a wider audience. In my younger years, I would write a lot of poetry, essays and short stories; then I started drinking caffeine like a sailer and that dulled some of my senses until I curbed the intake recently after several years of abuse.

I’m laying in my bunk, sleeping in and listening to a husband and wife fighting outside while chimes dance in the wind. Off in the distance there’s the hum of a lawn mower mixed with the singing birds and varmints. It’s officially summer but last night was cold and the wind howled like a crazy woman across the desert disturbing every peaceful moment and wrecking havoc on the evening.

Already, I’ve been on several adventures with a trip to Santa Fe and two visits to a secret location in the desert. I’ve been waxing very political too as I grow concerned and impatient that Americans are losing their freedoms and this country is becoming a fascist state. All the while, young people rather surf their iPods and remain aloof from the tangible issues that could negatively destroy their lives. When it comes to taking a stand you feel like the lone voice in the wilderness or the boy with a finger in the dam. That’s how effective the stance can be when no one else comes forward. This causes me to question the basic intelligence of humanity and the ignorance (stupidity) in my own community? Sometimes I feel like giving up and letting the world crash and burn if it ever does but I am an optimist and that’s why I choose to walk the walk. My friend Jose Gonzalez was telling me late last night that I need to form an agenda and seek out sponsors for a political cause and then people will have something tangible to follow.

In the end, I come to realize that I’m the coyote minding his own business out in the desert catching insects and eating rabbits. I really don’t want to be messing with anybody’s life other than minding my own. Sometimes there’s evil in the world though and we need to stop it.

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