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I hate country...
Posted:Feb 16, 2009 2:01 pm
Last Updated:Feb 16, 2009 5:20 pm
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Well most of it anyway, some good new stuff out there, with a pop/dance/rock flair that I like.

Couple of events of late though got me remembering that there are a few other songs I like. Older, WAY older... In light of some recent events, their message seems to resonate a bit louder. SO, whip out them ol' 45's, dust off the record player, and listen to...

The Coward Of The County

The story of a young man that promised his now deceased father to not walk in his footsteps, to make a better life than fighting, to walk away from trouble as best he could.

"Promise me, , not to do the things Ive done.
Walk away from trouble if you can.
Now it dont mean youre weak if you turn the other cheek.
I hope youre old enough to understand:
, you dont have to fight to be a man."

The whole town thought him a coward though, because he never stood up in a fight, he just walked away, until one day some men the woman he loved.

"Theres someone for evryone and tommys love was Becky.
In her arms he didnt have to prove he was a man.
One day while he was workin the gatlin boys came callin.
They took turns at becky.... there were three of them!"

Remembering his promise, but his demeanour changed, he went to confront the men at the local bar. To the shock of all present he stood his ground, and unleashed all of his pent up anger, destroying the men that had hurt his love.

"The gatlin boys just laughed at him, when he walked into the barroom.
One of them got up and met him halfway cross the floor.
When tommy turned around they said, hey look! ol yellows leavin.
But you coulda heard a pin drop when Tommy stopped and locked the door.

Twenty years of crawlin was bottled up inside him.
He wasnt holdin nothin back; he let em have it all.
When tommy left the barroom not a gatlin boy was standin.
He said, this ones for Becky, as he watched the last one fall."

So what's it all mean?? Well, to me the message is very simple, you do not have to fight to prove your worth, someone will love you for JUST who you are. However, in any mans life there may come a time where you DO have to fight, to protect your love, your family, your very self. It means that we all have a breaking point, a line past which nothing else matters but the destruction of those that have hurt you, and the ones you care about.

So, you ready for the next one?
The Gambler

A story of two strangers travelling, one an old card player, the other an obviously thought troubled man.

"On a warm summers evenin on a train bound for nowhere,
I met up with the gambler; we were both too tired to sleep.
So we took turns a starin out the window at the darkness
til boredom overtook us, and he began to speak.

He said, , Ive made a life out of readin peoples faces,
And knowin what their cards were by the way they held their eyes.
So if you dont mind my sayin, I can see youre out of aces.
For a taste of your whiskey Ill give you some advice."

The old card player begins to tell the man that he needs to learn to play the game better, life it is, that you have to learn what matters, what you need to keep, and what you need to set aside.

"Said, if youre gonna play the game, boy, ya gotta learn to play it right.

You got to know when to hold em, know when to fold em,
Know when to walk away and know when to run.
You never count your money when youre sittin at the table.
Therell be time enough for countin when the dealins done.

Now evry gambler knows that the secret to survivin
Is knowin what to throw away and knowing what to keep.
cause evry hands a winner and evry hands a loser,
And the best that you can hope for is to die in your sleep"

So what's it all mean?? Some may argue that life is a game, the ultimate game for keeps. There are no do overs, no redeals, no cuts in the deck. You get what you get, and have to decide what is worth keeping, and what is worth setting aside. You also have to decide what you are willing to risk on that hand, the more you put in, the more you could get out, or the more you could lose...

So what happens, do you toss the ace and bet level on an odds on sure thing, or do you hold onto it and bet it all for that once in a lifetime chance of getting the ultimate hand, or lose everythng you have??
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WHAT IS REAL???
Posted:Feb 16, 2009 1:48 pm
Last Updated:May 6, 2024 10:0 am
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Many years ago I created a group for swingers. Seems an eon ago... REALTucsonAdults4Fun, something like that, I was asked, what is REAL? Over and over and over again... I AM REAL people would say, look at my pics, ask so and so...

Whatever...

What is REAL??

On the internet all caps means shouting, or that you are stressing a word or phrase.

So what is REAL?

REAL means you are WHO you say you are and do WHAT you say you will do WHEN you say you will do it. Translated to the world at large that means you have INTEGRITY. You have HONESTY. You have CONVICTION. You have PRESENCE. It means that you you are a singularly unique person that will see the world, and offer the best of YOURSELF, no matter the cost.

REAL means you own the world at large, but accept that the humble butterfly as fit to inspire more awe than you. REAL means that you own the banks of whatever gods you hold dear, but worship the value of a single penny.

What is REAL?

REAL is not your body, it is not your flesh, it is not your existance. How many times have I heard:
Anyone here real??
(Pinches self) Yep, I'm real....

Yeah, but are you REAL?? Can you stand tall to your convictions, your beliefs??? Can you look a friend in the eye and tell them they did wrong by you?? Can you accept the consequences of your actions, for better or for worse?? Can you still rush to a friends aid even after they hurt you??

Here's one, do you hide from a friends "drama"? Do you turn a blind eye when they have some seemingly "highschool" issues??

Life IS, no soap opera can compare...

WHAT IS REAL????

Can YOU call yourself REAL??

I can.
And let me tell you... Sometimes it hurts. If you have to ask.... Then you aren't....

Until REAL soon...
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