08/14/2022 – J-Dub's Grin and Bear It

Jim is hosting this shindig. The prompts are Educate, Learn, School, Teach. I picked Teach Your Children. Songwriter Graham Nash. Hope you enjoy.

You, who are on the road
Must have a code
That you can live by
And so become yourself
Because the past is just a goodbye

Teach your children well
Their father’s hell
Did slowly go by
And feed them on your dreams
The one they pick’s
The one you’ll know by

Don’t you ever ask them, “Why?”
If they told you, you would cry
So, just look at them and sigh
And know they love you

And you of tender years (Can you hear and do you care)
Can’t know the fears (And can you see)
That your elders grew by (We must be free)
And so please help (To teach your children)
Them with your youth (What you believe in)
They seek the truth (Make a world)
Before they can die (That we can live in)

Teach your parents well
Their children’s hell
Will slowly go by
And feed them on your dreams
The one they pick’s
The one you’ll know by

Don’t you ever ask them, “Why?”
If they told you, you would cry
So, just look at them and sigh
And know they love you

Ole Vincent in my feature image has that look in his eye. Is it genius or edge of insanity or perhaps both? I was this many years old when I learned two things can be true at the same time. Actually, I knew that before today but the lesson doesn’t want to stick. Absolutes are rarely true but I’m uncomfortable with the gray.

Another lesson I’ve learned this past week is that I’m not the sun & the world doesn’t revolve around me. Same in that I already knew that, but the lesson is not sticking. I’m waiting for a fantasy that will never come true. I need to take the hint and go. I can’t make someone act the way I want them to & even if I could, would I want their pity inclusion? Nope, I would not. I don’t want to be some desperate person. Though I am desperate dammit. I just don’t want to be seen that way. I want to be loved because I’m loveable, not because of some obligation. And right now even their obligation is falling short.

I’m getting there folks, to the roll call. But before I do that, let me just say for anyone who stumbles across this post, silence it torture. Say fuck off, don’t string people along ever for any one. Silence is not polite, it is not kind. Silence means instead that you’re not even worth of acknowledgment. And from personal experience that sucks. Don’t do that to your fellow human being. Pretty sure your momma raised you better than that.

Without further ado, here’s a recap …