— Alan Watts
Well don’t you get in my way
cuz I have made up my mind
And don’t you try calming me down
cuz I don’t want to be calm this time
We have been here so long
and I can’t stand to see your face no more
And I just wish you’d leave me alone
long enough so I could get out your door
You’re looking for your stompin’ grounds
Hey love you gotta look around
cuz I’m skipping town
yea I’m skipping town
Well I ain’t saying it’s your fault
I’m just saying we’re through
If I had to lay my finger down
oh you know it might be pointing at you
All those fights that you’d pick
and all those things that you’d say
And all those times you made me cry
‘Tell you something: I won’t be crying today.
If you’re looking for your stompin’ grounds
hey love you better look around
Why’re you taking my hand
can’t you hear me?
don’t you understand?
I’m leaving.. I’m leaving…
I’m leaving you.
If you’re looking for your stompin’ grounds
hey love you better look around
If you’re looking for your stompin’ grounds
hey love I’m leaving now
If you’re looking for your stompin’ grounds
hey love you better look around
cuz I’m skipping town
-Joe Purdy
He thought of a summer day when he was ten years old.
”That day, in a clearing of the woods, the one precious companion of his childhood told him what they would do when they grew up. The words were harsh and glowing, like the sunlight. He listened in admiration and in wonder. When he was asked what he would want to do, he answered at once, “Whatever is right,” and added, “You ought to do something great…I mean, the two of us together.” “What?” she asked. He said, “I don’t know. That’s what we ought to find out. Not just what you said. Not just business and earning a living. Things like winning battles, or saving people out of fires, or climbing mountains.” “What for?” she asked. He said, “The minister said last Sunday that we must always reach for the best within us. What do you suppose is the best within us?” “I don’t know.” “We’ll have to find out.”
She did not answer; she was looking away, up the railroad track.”
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The dog of slain Petty Officer Jon Tumilson refused to leave his side during the Navy SEAL’s funeral earlier this week in Rockford, Iowa. The heartbreaking photo taken by his cousin, Lisa Pembleton, shows Tumilson’s dog Hawkeye lying by the casket. (via The Daily Treat: Animal Planet)
B.B.: For what it’s worth: it’s never too late or, in my case, too early to be whoever you want to be. There’s no time limit, stop whenever you want. You can change or stay the same, there are no rules to this thing. We can make the best or the worst of it. I hope you make the best of it. And I hope you see things that startle you. I hope you feel things you never felt before. I hope you meet people with a different point of view. I hope you live a life you’re proud of. If you find that you’re not, I hope you have the strength to start all over again.
— Charles Bukowski (via henrycharlesbukowski)

