Push it up and it all falls down...


Well I am exhausted and sick and tired of everything, I need a miracle. what the hell is it all about anyway. I cant seem to cut a break anywhere. I give a lot of myself and work hard, mind my manners, and manage my temper. I am never late and I am very considerate and friendly. Work and students come first and I don't swear. I respect people that I don't know and don't judge the ones I do, I am kind and generous and patient wih others. I am a team player and open hearted... So all that culminates into a big neon target on my head that God can see and lets the angels shit on me. I must be quite the joke upstairs... Obi puts his dark sunglasses back on as the clouds come back.

Obi missing the 80's
Well I finally got what I wanted for the last 6 months, I am Now an official Polish resident for at least 2 years anyway... so Why am I depressed and sitting alone at home?I find you in the morning After dreams of distant signs You pour yourself over me Like the sun through the blinds You lift me up And get me out Keep me walking But never shout Hold the secret close I hear you say
You know the way It twists and turns Changing colour Spinning yarns You know the way It leaves you dry It cuts you up It takes you high You know the way It’s painted gold Is it honey Is it gold You know the way It throws about It takes you in And spits you out
You know the way It throws about It takes you in And spits you out It spits you out When you desire To conquer it To feel you’re higher To follow it You must be clean With mistakes That you do mean Move the heart Switch the pace Look for what Seems out of place
Yeah on and on it goes Calling like a distant wind Through the zero hour we’ll walk Cut the thick and break the thin No sound to break no moment clear When all the doubts are crystal clear Crashing hard into the secret wind
You know the way It throws about It takes you in And spits you out When you desire To conquer it To feel you’re higher To follow it You must be clean With mistakes That you do mean Move the heart Switch the pace Look for what seems out of place
It goes this way The line is thin It twists away Cuts you up It throws about Keep me walking But never shout.
Cuts you up?
I can't believe I keep falling into the same conversations with Mrs X. We talk about something - I gave her the information, because I know without doubt the fact and still she contradicts me. I am so sick and tired of having what I say questioned especially when I am quoting facts from first hand experience. Or worse she will take the opinion of someone she doesn't even know because she has empowered them with some kind of mystical respect and unquestioning belief in what they say... So I say to her that i think of her fondly and that I hope life has made her very happy as she deserves to be. Love and Peace. Obi