It's a worker's party....who could ask for more? Everybody's coming, leave your anger at the door. Leave your taxes, anger at the door.

It's become increasingly clear to me that the middle and lower classes are being stomped on. Government and Big Banks and Corporations have all colluded to take over what little is left of our proud workers and we are now nothing but pawns.

Call me slow, for finally catching up.  But I'm tired.

When I was unemployed, I would sometimes stay up all night, chatting or blogging or just listening to music. Eventually I'd end up alone after other chatters went to bed, and after other bloggers stopped commenting and posting, and I'd turn off the music and just sit and stare out the windows of my attic apartment and watch the sky lighten.

There's this pause in the early morning just before the sun breaks over the horizon. This long pause while the sky brightens from black to deep dark blue to a slightly paler hue. It's a lovely thing to watch, to witness. To feel.

The world I know leaves me questioning, questioning.  What if God was one of us?  How far is heaven?  Tell me all your thoughts on God 'cause I'd really like to meet her.  Right here, right now.

So I've got to move again, next year.  Hopefully, next spring.  I can't really afford to stay here in this big sprawling one-bedroom apartment in Pelham when my job is over on the Hudson side of the county, and my budget is more on the studio side of living.

As some of you know, I've been feeling very nostalgic about my father, lately, and thinking about parents and their children in general quite a lot as well.

How timely, then, that one of my favorite bands, the Beatles, have their offspring in the news.

Yoko and Cynthia getting along out of the blue, with Julian and Sean as their tie...and, of course, John being the major tie that binds.

The world is round
and what goes around comes around
It's all a cyclical sphere
It's pain v. good and ignorance v. thought
trapped inside a small, closed atmosphere

So you'd think that the people inhabiting this world
would be thoughtful, kind and aware
One would hope that we'd all treat each other (and this earth)
with much tenderness, and with care

So how come so much cruelty
Why does ignorance still exist
Why is it with all of our wisdom
there are some who choose to resist