searching for something

I know I'm searching for something
Something so undefined
That it can only be seen
By the eyes of the blind

Too many words for a T-shirt? I've had conversations with strangers because of what was on my T-shirt but these lyrics might be too wordy for a quick glance at my shirt.

down by the river cooling off

Those searching for something words at the start of this post were taken from the Billy Joel song, "The River of Dreams".







I don't go walking in my sleep, but I do go searching for something in my dreams.  It does seem dreams are like rivers because they are so fluid as they flow through the night. I suspect my something discovery will stay elusive. I'll just enjoy dreaming about what it might be.

fake fish real river

Oh, wait a different song is playing now.

What if all these fantasies
Come flailing around
Now I've said too much

See ya, I'll be back to read any and all comments. Meanwhile, listen up or down, just listen.

by definition

Extraterrestrial - of or from outside the earth or its atmosphere.

Pardon me while I back up. (danger! old man backing up give me some room)

Long ago, I went to Catholic grade school. It might have provided the foundation of my moderately successfully life. Or maybe I would have been better off without its influence. I’ll never know. Nobody will ever know. Those “if you could go back blah blah” games are just games. Thought games are good but they alone don’t provide solid evidence.

After 6th grade I transferred over to the public school system. Now slide the timeline to 1982. The movie E.T. was a big hit. Our family watched it a few times. No connection to my early grade school came to my mind while watching. You might recall the movie showed an extraterrestrial visit from the perspective of children. (adults often fail to get it right) Our children really enjoyed the movie at the time.

I found this in a description of the E.T. movie, “E.T. is a sci-fi adventure that captures that strange moment in youth when the world is a place of mysterious possibilities…”. Ok, but for me mysterious possibilities have arisen in my mind for my entire life. It’s not just for kids.

Yesterday, I’m standing on my deck enjoying the nice day. I started wondering (I highly recommend wondering in nice weather) what life would be like for an extraterrestrial visiting earth. I have no indication that I’m from beyond earth, but I still wonder. Then a few scrambled thoughts came together in an odd way. My collection of thoughts had me saying, hmm I need to post this odd idea.

Jesus was an extraterrestrial by definition.

Depending on your background my conclusion may be shocking, blasphemy or meh. If in fact I have a guardian angel assigned to me, I'll need to remember to ask about my idea.

Should I have titled this post “Close Encounters of the Blog Kind”?




 

floor still needs sweeping

I look at the floor
And I see it needs sweeping

Still I don't how to play the guitar. But I have this blog so there's that.

Since the floor still needs sweeping, let's play a song in honor of the dirt.






Yeah, I could sweep it while listening to this. I'd rather learn how to make a guitar weep. Hey at least I'm not still sleeping.