Monday, October 26, 2009

I hear them all.

I have been writing some music and I hope to post some of it soon. As for now here is some of my inspiration as well as a song that reflects my recent mood. Enjoy.


Wednesday, October 14, 2009

For Example

I talked about this in my last blog. Now it is in the paper, the perfect example. Read this.


http://www.visaliatimesdelta.com/article/20091014/NEWS01/910140307/Parolees-say-they-were-directed-to-homeless-encampment-by-their-parole-officers&referrer=FRONTPAGECAROUSEL

Monday, October 12, 2009

people person

I like to watch people. People are interesting to me. We are a complicated work of cells, tissue, muscle, emotions, ideas, dreams, and all these things and in no specific order.

We all have grown up with a set of beliefs and ideas of how things should be. These things are shaped by people who were shaped by people who grew up with a set of beliefs and ideas of how things should be. This goes all the way back to the beginning of humanity. I see this when I look at people. Their ancestors, their parents, their shape.

People have issues. We all do because we are all people and are a result of our being shaped from the beginning of time by people who had issues. People, however, have a tendency to overlook this.

There is this homeless man who comes into the café and he always asks for food or coffee. I usually pay for his coffee or give him bread that would generally be thrown away, because people do not like bread ends, just the homeless. Sarcasm aside though, I once talked to the man and asked him where he was from. He told me his story. He told me how he confided in this health and human services director in Sacramento who, after gaining his trust, shipped him to his current location far from home. They were trying to move the homeless out of their town. Yep, you have read correctly, they were taking out the trash. This man was treated like garbage to be discarded, out of sight. Now he refuses to stay at a shelter for fear that this might happen again.
This man needs help. He is old and brittle and hungry and tired. But the one person who should have given it ruined this man’s view of who he should and should not trust.

We are all like this in a sense. Our parents did not pay attention to us so now we have self-esteem issues and sleep around to look for that attention we desperately need. Our parents put us up for adoption so we have abandonment issues. We were abused so we fear or hate authority. We grew up in houses that taught us that violence was the norm so when we are wronged we lash out violently.
But people do not see this. They do not see other people that need some direction or are crying for help or cannot trust the people who will help them. They see the murderer, and he needs to be murdered. They see the adulteress and she needs to be shunned for her actions. They see the thief and they need to be dealt with swiftly.

When I was homeless I stole because if I didn’t my sisters would go hungry. I was 13 years old and I knew I could not pay for food. I knew that people would not give me food for free. People did not take pity on me, I was a thief.

I do not see thieves, murderers, adulteresses, or liars. I see people.

If only we could all see people.