​I have let myself succumb to all sorts of passions,
to anything that struck my fancy,
but in the end,
woke up alone,
nursing a hangover,
and a broken heart.

Now I am walking the straight and narrow,
doing what would appear to be right,
but in the end,
I wake up in the morning,
still nursing a heart that mourns.

​Tuesday January 31, 2017

sometimes,
by marking time,
the only thing that we have been able to do,
is to waste the one thing that we cannot replace,
and that is time.

It is still true,
I can always make more money,
but I cannot make more time,
so be careful how you spend it.

​I have often found myself waiting for what I know will never happen. I have often believed in causes that I knew to be lost, but would believe in them anyway. Maybe that is the reason why I am not rich, in the way that the world understands wealth, and that might just be the best thing of all.

​Tuesday January 31, 2017

sometimes, the only thing that I can do is just go where the muse takes me, even if it means getting up in the middle of the night. Lighting up the night, like all words should.

​Good afternoon everyone,

I usually try not to get into politics, but at this point, regardless of who won the last presidential election, it still strikes me that the state of the two major political parties are in. Donald Trump and Hillary Clinton. My point was, and still is, are these two clowns, no offense to those who happen to like clowns, but were these two clowns the best that there respective parties have to offer.

Regardless who would have won, you know that the other side is not going to like it.

Even though Hillary Clinton won the popular vote, the electoral college voted for Donald Trump. The electoral collage is so out dated, that I think that it is time for congress to change the constitution so that the president is elected by direct vote of the people. Will that happen, only if the people demand that congress does it, or at least get the process started, so that the amendment can get to the states for ratification, or non ratification, depending upon how it goes.

In the meantime, the system worked, for better or worse. Whether your candidate won or not. As long as you voted, then you can complain all you want. If you didn’t vote, then keep quiet, because you did not do, what I perceive as your duty as a citizen to vote, but that is another issue for another time.

​Good morning everyone,

Well here I am again, trying to do all of the things that I need to be doing as far as my writing is concerned. At this point, the best thing that I can do is to just keep on doing all of the things that I need to be doing, simply because I do not know what els eto do with my time.

I do hope that one of these days I will end up saying, or in this case, writing, something that just might get my name up in lights. Is it all a million to one shot, sure it is, but it is better then taking no shot at all. 

Now if I were just able to do this full time, God only knows what it is that I will be able to do. I would like some day to be able to find out.

So it goes. Press on regardless.

Faithfully Yours,

Lee

​“NOTHING.
it doesn't matter if Prince Charles falls off his horse
or that the hummingbird is so seldom
seen
or that we are too senseless to go
insane.

coffee. give us more of that NOTHING
coffee.” 
― Charles Bukowski

​Good morning all of you caffeine junkies,

I like light green, sometimes red is fun to look at, not a fan of yellow, unless it's in a rainbow or on a coffee mug or on a happy face. 

Chris Kattan

So it goes. Press on regardless.

Yours in the spirit of the bean,

Lee

​Is this is as good as it gets?
Sometimes I wonder,
but I try not to think about that to much,
all that it does is make me sad.

​“I am satisfied
with my aggressive nature 
as I tickle death
under the 
armpits.” 
― Charles Bukowski

​Good morning all of you caffeine junkies,

I like light green, sometimes red is fun to look at, not a fan of yellow, unless it's in a rainbow or on a coffee mug or on a happy face. 

Chris Kattan

So it goes. Press on regardless.

Yours in the spirit of the bean,

Lee

​I write because all other work seems to bore me.

​“That was love, that was bravery. Shit, who could really stand me? anyone who could stand me had a lot of forgiveness of soul.” 
― Charles Bukowski, Notes of a Dirty Old Man

​“Something else is hurting you - 
that's why you need pot 
or whiskey, or screaming music
turned so fucking loud
you can't think” 
― Charles Bukowski

​Just one more thing about people,
just when you think that you have them figured out,
they go and do something completely different.

​Good morning all of you hipsters,

Making money ain’t nothing exciting to me. You might be able to buy a little better booze than the wino on the corner. But you get sick just like the next cat and when you die you’re just as graveyard dead as he is. ∞

Louis Armstrong

So it goes. Press on regardless.

Yours in the spirit of the music,

Lee

​Good morning everyone,

Just keeping it all brief this morning. Right now I am just hoping to finally be able to break out of the last little bit of cold that I have. Well it takes its own time. Talking about it is not going to make it go any faster or slower, one way or the other. It all just takes its own time.

So it goes. Press on regardless.

Faithfully Yours,

Lee

​so it goes. press on regardless.

yours in the spirit of the bean,

​lee

​There are people that I know
who really mean well,
but who just do not know when to keep there opinions to themselves.

​searching for one more hour,
one more day,
one more year,
searching for what?
It has been so long since that question has been asked,
that we almost forgot that there was a question to be asked.

​

​Good morning all of you hipsters,

My life is music, and in some vague, mysterious and subconscious way, I have always been driven by a taut inner spring which has propelled me to almost compulsively reach for perfection in music, often-in fact, mostly-at the expense of everything else in my life. ∞
Stan Getz    

So it goes. Press on regardless.

Faithfully Yours, 

Lee

​“is it possible to love a human being?
of course, especially if you don’t know them too well. I like to watch them through my window, walking down the street.
Stirkoff, you’re a coward.
of course, sir.
what is your definition of a coward?
a man who would think twice before fighting a lion with his bare hands.
and what is your definition of a brave man?
a man who doesn’t know what a lion is.
every man knows what a lion is.
every man assumes that he does.
and what is your definition of a fool?
a man who doesn’t realize that Time, Structure and Flesh are being mostly wasted.
who then is a wise man?
there aren’t any wise men, sir.
then there can’t be any fools. if there isn’t any night there can’t be any day; if there isn’t any white there can’t be any black.
I’m sorry, sir. I thought that everything was what it was, not depending on something else” 
― Charles Bukowski, Notes of a Dirty Old Man

​Good morning everyone,

For all of those who do not already know, I will be keeping this brief, simply because I am still dealing with some software issues that will be quickly resolved once I get my tax refund, of course I have to get my W-2 first. Everything in it’s time. The rest of it is in God’s hand’s

So it goes. Press on regardless.

Faithfully Yours,

Lee

​I never understood people,
and maybe I was not meant to,
but the one thing that I do know is,
that there are times when I would rather some of them leave me alone.