Drive

Perhaps life is sometimes like a car.
Often days, people need to stop looking for a problem and drive.
If there is a problem, one stops and takes care of it right?
But one doesnt stop every time they hear their car working perfectly thinking "whoa, there has got to be a problem.." right? So why stop life to try and find problems that were never going to stop life anyways? Just keep driving.
So please, if the road isn't looking too bad, and the car is in good condition, keep rolling and let the wind blow over while listening to some music and know that life is good. There's always room to make life a bit better. Sometimes people need to just stop trying to find reasons to make it worse.

Toes.....

The other day I came up with a new way for scientists to describe toes based on this little piggy went to market rhyme. Here as following from biggest toe, to smallest toe:
Market Piggy
Home Piggy
Roast Beef Piggy
None Piggy
and Wee Wee Wee

Sorry you had to see this lol, I felt a need to get this one out.

Musicality

Well, I guess the only way I can describe it.. is that it is my best attribute. When I play music, is a time when I can just chill and let whatever mood is goin on just flow out of my fingers like a stream. It is the time where people most often seem to somewhat appreciate my being. As I pick up my bass though... right now playing it. I just miss the old days when my true focus was just on music. I dont feel that I am making myself the time lately to do it. (It is not all that hard to, but as many people know, real musicians are procrastinators big-time. sometimes even when it comes to music oddly enough.) I am really just writing this for me as a reminder to play music more and let that mood and atmosphere infect the other parts of my day.
-peace,
keenan

Guess WHOOOO!!!!??? wahahahaha

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
sucker_________nine!
penguin_____________thirteen!
jello_____five!
psoriasis________________________twenty four!
mollusk________eight?
cheater cheater tapioca eater!!!_______________fifteen~!!
soulja boy .... if soulja boy can do it, anyone can do it. ________________________________________________________________________________we don't know the #
apostrophe... it works today. weeehooo!!!________________sixteen!
that gamr! .. game... fuckin crazy!!!!_____five!! Got it!
taco-pod__________ten._one.__two.___three.
taco-pad? naw #
ROCK LOBSTA!_____________13! my favorite... bitch.
You're my bitch.And stop correcting me dammit!!________eight. For sure.
JK
Im sorry....._________________17^^^^
I hate cave monsters!___three.
not three cave monsters.... just three.
0 cave monsters.Zero

Get it?_1... sucka.
Zero.



believe it or not.

Thank you

It takes time to iron words smooth and make them rhyme,
But no matter how they stumble and mumble from my mind,
My words have been true, save the baby-tiny things,
But sometime its hard to speak open through my mind,
Its a fear that the train will slip on the only rind,
Only ending in the burst of my cloud 9 into rain,
determined to stumble and grab your small hand,
That you aren't a victim of the drain,

What I mean to say is thank you for all you've done,
In the face of this intangible cliff,
For dropping me the rope tied to that stone,
My fears soon quake and fall stiff,
It leaves a simple peace in place,
Where shadows fall in a breeze,
You've kept me far from the brink,
Its taken much time for me to find,
just how much you make me think.

That little nagging

I dont know what the fuck has been going on recently I have all the reason in the world to be happy, just sometimes I get dark and feel depressed about things. I just can't let that happen for a number of reasons including someone important to me. So sorry for all of the spurs of needless moping I have been doing. I resolve to stop the needless moping right now, right here, and just keep doin what I am doing and be fuckin happy cause life is too good right now to waste on depression. If you see me bin mopey with out a good cause, kick me in the ass and tell me I wrote this! thanks a bunch

walking contradiction

self explanatory

Criticisms

Yes, you can choose to take them any way you like. In a box with a fox or in a tram with a ram.
Ohhh ice cream!
any which way though, I know that i personally try to take criticisms constructively, and yes, sometimes it is hard not to take some of them offensively. But I personally would not be getting through life well at all if I did not listen to and consider many of the things people say. I am not saying take every little thing to heart ya know? You need to have the confidence to still hold your own personality in the face of some criticisms, but you also need not be so confident that you are ignorant and ill tempered to every criticism that takes place.
I definitely would encounter a lot more negative situations if I did not take criticism well. While its easy to take criticism and absorb it from a teacher, boss or parent, why should it be so hard to take it from a friend? My best friend had told me a while back that he just didnt like hanging out with me anymore for whatever reason. I then simply went and hung out with him while also taking time to self reflect and see what I could do so we could both have fun.
While that definitely hurt a bit in the moment, I had to consider his perspective and understand that indeed I was not a fun person at the time and considered what it was that I was or was not doing. At the same time though I had to express some of my own opinion on how I wasn't completely happy with what he was doing. That's where we compromised, and we are doing well now. So please do take it from me as a constructive criticism, let your mind float out of your own world on occasion, consider how others feel about what you are doing or saying. Then maybe you will find more of yourself, so then maybe others will find more of you.

I don't want to set the world on fire

I don't want to set the world on fire

I just want to start 

A flame in your heart

In my heart I have but one desire

And that one is you

No other will do

I've lost all ambition for worldly acclaim

I just want to be the one you love

And with your admission that you feel the same

I'll have reached the goal I'm dreaming of

Believe me

I don't want to set the world on fire

I just want to start

A flame in your heart

I don't wanna set the world on fire, honey

I love ya too much

I just wanna start a great big flame

Down in your heart

You see, way down inside of me

Darlin' I have only one desire

And that one desire is you

And I know nobody else ain't gonna do

I've lost all ambition for worldly acclaim

I just want to be the one you love

And with your admission that you feel the same

I'll have reached the goal I'm dreaming of

Believe me

I don't want to set the world on fire

I just want to start

A flame in your heart

Just a laborer

It is what I am, that often is where my usefulness ends. 

I can plant a garden with beautiful flowers and vegetables and tend them all summer long. Come fall though, those flowers will die and the vegetables eaten, is there is nothing I the laborer can do to aid your sorrow about the flowers death?

Those flowers were your life, you would sit in the shade under the trees on a long wooden chair, that I had crafted with the help of the trees that were there before. You pondered and let your mind dance while your eyes watched the bees move from delphiniums to snapdragon flowers and back again. I would step aside and go do other things to let you be while I let thoughts and feelings sieve from my heart and soul to my hands where they could take flight. You would smile with the things I would do. Make a swing set, cast a hammock between the trees, whittle miniscule wooden birds to sit next to you. All of this I aspired to help you feel better when you came home troubled from the life that confronted you beyond the sight of our trees.

But now, now it is fall. Being the person that I am... I am sorry dear, I could not save the flowers, I could not save the bees, and my wooden birds can not do more than remind you of that which they mimic. There will be times dear when you come home and feel that I can not help you,  because I do not know your troubles for my self. I can hold you and empathize to the best of my abilities, but  that seems to be of little or no consolation to your heart which grieved to watch the flowers and the sun, something so calming and beautiful, dwindle away. Please do stick with me a little while and do try to smile, 'cause come winter... 

I will make you a snow man

Just keep those flowers in mind, there will be new ones next summer.

<3

Don't destroy yourself in the process

Take care of yourself a little more, this is just a rule in general.

There has to be a balance of taking care of yourself and taking care of others. 

I say this because I and many people around me spend so much time worrying about or helping other people that it creates stress. And often it can create enough stress that it turns that person into someone that needs a crutch as well. None of us need crutches in the end really, we need to use our own legs, and perhaps accept the occasional hand to hold or pick us up along the way. It is ok to accept help every once in a while, just don't lose your dignity in the process. And please do not be someone else's crutch unless times are hard, for really if you  take their dignity away helping them with their simplicities, then you are really more a hindrance in the long run than you are helping; and at the same time you are likely to be spreading yourself thin.

honor

pride

dignity

love for yourself (hard to do... i mean to say you can be a little selfish sometimes :)

love for others 

now i am gonna go eat some breakfast

Yeah... I felt like posting this

You are my sunshine
My only sunshine.
You make me happy
When skies are gray.
You'll never know, dear,
How much I love you.
So please don't take my sunshine away

The other night, dear,
As I lay sleeping
I dreamed I held you in my arms.
When I awoke, dear,
I was mistaken
And I hung my head and cried.

You are my sunshine,
My only sunshine.
You make me happy
When skies are gray.
You'll never know, dear,
How much I love you.
So please don't take my sunshine away.
So please don't take my sunshine away.

I don't know, its just a sweet song

Mumble-bee

I mumble too much

possible lyrics eh?

I would get in neck deep were there no other way to pull you out.
Try to keep your head above the water; that you may find land.
If you can't, hold your wrist I will and pull you to the sand.
If there is no ground to be found, I will make and island with green trees and fair sounds.
Should there be no shelter I will blanket you in the cold, and shade you in the swelter.
--refrain of some sort-- (Of course I could always build you a sand castle)
So swim with me once more,
we'll make it to our shore.
Share your love with me
that is all I ask, and nothing more.

--needs more... too tired now--

That should have been me

I was taking the turn about over on university headed out towards sheep creek on my way home from dance. Lights were flashing everywhere, 2 police vehicles, an ambulance, and a fire marshal's truck were just outside of the turn-about. Going about 10 miles an hour by them i can see some snowmachines, and a trio of men looking over the opposite edge of the road. All I can think is 'who is it?' and 'It feels like it should have been me.'
I can't help it, it is in my nature. It feels like one of the few proper ways for me to die early is biting the bullet for someone else, and saving someone who is destined to build something of their life. Seeing as I don't fully trust this world that I am bound, to feels bound to me, I would be proud to make a sacrifice to make a difference.
(this is nothing special.)

I know there is nothing I could have done to prevent that snowmachining fellow to get hurt or killed, but the feeling and question still remains, what future could that person have if it was me in their place and them in mine?

This is not supposed to be a depressive blog by any means, just came over my thoughts for a while. Ill read about the accident in the news tomorrow.

Take your time

I am not him
This is not the same
Yes it seems to mirror previous happenings
But!
I am not him
I am me,
You can talk to me without having to be scared or cornered. Rather I am humble to your will and let you stand in control.
I will not get angry, because I so genuinely care so much for all you of that I rather hurt myself than hurt you. But I would like you to hear my feelings as well.
I understand that I am not the only one you needed to talk to and that is okay,
but please don't exclude me from being a part of the solution,
or it may simply never feel solved or ended for either of us.
All I am asking is that you not run from this, not run from me, and speak with me when you are ready.
I was told not to talk to you, and I will try my painful best not to speak until spoken to.
I am in no place to make demands, but I do wish we could still figure something out.
I don't completely understand who all knows what and where your feelings are.
But this I know is different than last years problem, I am not him. I will give you my being, and my undivided attention.
It is your turn to be the one talking, and when you speak I will listen, and perhaps I will respond if you should feel so inclined to hear me speak.

-with love
Keenan

Wishing

Wishing for wishing to work... never seems to work
shotty theory that is.
Yet still I wish, you wish, whether we say it or not wishing seems to be somehow automatically implied when you want something bad enough.
Here are some of the things I want and need:

I know I am thought of, but I want the comfort of knowing that its love or friendship that has me on your mind.

To know that you are trying and putting forth even a minute effort and not saying yes just to get it over with.

Not necessarily to be understood, but to have you grasp for it.

To be held every once in a while.

And foremost speak to you in person, even when speaking means utter silence.


My sights are not set high, but circumstances make these hopes feel very uncertain.
I know despite all best intentions I may have not made things the easiest, but may we start anew?