"Sweetness and Light"

I was getting ready this morning--the usual routine-
when Frankie played a Portastatic song that fit me perfectly.
I had the album but put it away last year, as it didn't seem to fit my current mood, situation, etc.
but now it does.... this song especially.

And after last night's discussion
I wanted to say thank you and as I turned out the light, was hoping that you were not put off by the rant...

Still I wonder, how much do I have to fight? How much do I just let happen?
Love is like musical chairs and I will be the one standing without the chair.
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Oh look what just came rolling down this morning's face
some shining tears from sleepy eyes won't go to waste
I've got a lucite frame been filling up with rain
in red with one wax pencil we mark the time and date
I'm gonna turn this truck around
when we run out of space..

You say why can't you sing of hopeful things
and skies that go from gray to blue
I know my voice is like a broken saw
I know my voice is like a tightening screw
If I could write a song of sweetness and light for you
oh honey that's just the first thing I would do.

There is a temperature where even we must take the armor off
a point at which the carapace can just dissolve
and while the water rises cool and clear around your knees
we'll watch while clouds that covered us are broken by the breeze.

You say why can't you sing of hopeful things
and skies that go from gray to blue
I know my voice is like a broken saw
I know my voice is like a tightening screw
If I could write a song of sweetness and light for you
oh honey that's just the first thing I would do

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mind over matter

(with special permission by OJ, november 8)

It's true. That's really all it is.
I can achieve anything I want with mind over matter.
Powerful feeling--and knowing you can do it makes it even easier and scarier! It is especially true with physical challenges for me: natural childbirth, tri-athalons, power workouts. I love to push my body beyond its physical limits. It's really all about mind-power. Control, sweet control.

Besides learning Chess (played and lost a few times now.) I have decided to tryout for the Roller Derby Girls with Bleeding Heartland here in town. I had not been on skates for, gosh, it has been since 7th grade when I couple skated backwards with my first boyfriend, Doug Emmonds to "Total Eclipse of the Heart".
So, I went to open skate Thursday with a few pals and guess what?
I was fast. I was good. And I wiped out HARD.
It didn't take long to remember how much I enjoyed skaing. And now on to strategy...
Can I handle getting taken down, punched in the face and decked in the shins? I think I have enough aggression lying dormant to blow the whole damn town to hell.
Nothing is gonna stop me from making the team. Well, unless I decide I don't want to do it.

Mind over matter. So you can call me Rad Rage. I think that will be my new name.

how's the coffee, lovah?
-RAD RAGE