I can blather all day
it never ends.
I feel, I fear
let’s not pretend.
I want you to want me.
I need love and a friend.
No games. No drama.
I’m the fool in the end.
Everyday I am amazed to be alive. The older I get the more amazed I am. Maybe its dementia . I am stunned to still be dreaming of finding someone after living alone most of the last 35 years. It is only human to want to be loved. It seems illogical to the Spock in me.
I want to say all the things I am feeling to her. Nope, I don’t. She might feel the same way and I have nothing to offer her. I am a coward when it come to affairs of the heart.
Why do I write these blog? It’s not because I expect you to care or that I have some compelling need to pass what I know on to you.
I’m a polymath . I know a lot about many things. A jack of all trades and master of none. So no expert advice, a unique point of view maybe.
I dream of dreaming and utopias where all love and work together and share the earth treasures equally. No greed, hate of violence.
I dream of silent empty streets paved with the pain of hungry children and the shame of parents unable to provide.
I dream of living a life where no matter how much I achieve it is seen as a paper victory, because of who my people are ,and where they come from.
I dream of a future filled with bright promise, rapidly dimmed by greed and egos.
I wake to the walls of the prison I have built of my ignorance.
I did some art today. Look for it if you interested it’s on my web site at david-lane.pixels.com