The Feather Forest

~ 06/18/2010 ~

Anybody ever seen that movie, “Forrest Gump”? Lately I’ve been thinking a lot about Forrest. There are multitudes of reasons for this recent obsession, but no matter how I’ve tried, I haven’t been able to get Forrest, and the movie about his ever-sweet and loving self off my mind.

I’ve thought about Forrest’s magic shoes, his love of chocolate, the life that he lived, the great things he got to do and all he represented to me as I’ve watched the movie about him time and time again. I’ve thought about his relationships, the lives he touched and influenced, his phenomenal coping skills, and his precious character and demeanor. I ponder the life lessons to be learned from the story, the great and admirable qualities we can try to emulate that come from this fictional character and how he lived life, and how poignant the story line was overall. But mostly, I have thought about Forrest’s journey and what that really means to me.

I love Forrest, truly I do. He represents innocence, purity, love, good character, hard work and perseverance, amongst many other admirable qualities. His child-like demeanor caused him to often be taken for an intellectually-challenged man, but he actually was quite wise. Everything he touched turned to gold and he made it look effortless in his quiet humility. To me, this is because he wasn’t seeking to

Gonna Fight

~From 1997~

I'm gonna fight it, gonna fight
Kill this mad disease
Fight the negativity
that's crouching over me.

I wanna kill it, flat-out drain it
Murder it's sick, sad life
End the paralyzation
and it's ever-producing strife.

I'm gonna strike it, hit it hard
Maim this ill-offender
Make it completely powerless
as this to me, it tries to render.

Get it done, rid forever
Of it's filthy stench
Make it disappear
Gonna smash it with my wrench

I hate you, enemy mine
You stink, cripple and kill
You eat me up like cancer
and you steal away my will.

I'm gonna back you right on up
Into your very own dark corner
And you'll eat yourself alive
while my appendages grow warmer.

And bit by bit you will
Lose ground and become colder
The memories of what you've done
Second by second, become much older.

I've asked you, begged you leave
In my loudest, clearest voice
In ignorance you've refused
And you've left me with just one choice.

I'm gonna fight you, gonna fight
Kill you, mad disease
I'll fight you, Negativity
Gonna set my sweet self free.

If We Could Be

~From March 1988~

If we could be...
we'd all be Queen bee
and rule all over the world.

To protect what is ours,
all that's under the stars
Our gold, our diamonds, our pearls.

The petal that flies
and the petal that dies
Well, they're not one in the same.

The petal that flies
soars through the skies
while the other just withers in shame.

The Same Difference

~From May 1990~

If you do, then I don't
If you will, then I won't
If I love, then you hate,
When I'm hyper, you're sedate.

If you laugh, I might cry
If you explain, I'll ask why
And when you whisper, I may yell
I say heaven, you say hell.

If you kill, I'd revive
If you died I'd stay alive
You prefer December, and I, May
You might leave but I will stay

I take it black while you like cream
You just experience while I dream
There's but one same-ness that I see
And that's you are you and I am ME.