Monday, February 11, 2013

It's What Day?

So these are getting far and between from when I first started this thing.

I'm thinking that it is time to try and get back into a little writing for the soul (or maybe just identity).

There has been so much that has been happening in the world and locally that it all seems to have stayed the same. How can one keep up keeping-up with the whirl wind of life as we age at a category five rate? Man everything sure goes by in a blur when you’re driving 90 with the top down.

But right now I don't really have the ability to brake hard enough to look out the sides and take in the landscape and surroundings. Driving way to fast to take my eyes off the road at this point but with my exit coming quickly I better take my foot off the gas before I attempt to make the bend at the bottom of that ramp otherwise I risk rolling this damn thing.

Well, we'll just have to see what happens, won't we?
(In the mean time Fleetwood Mac's "Future Games" is still a great album to listen to.)

Tuesday, November 27, 2012

St John's

The warm days of summer have left us behind

And the bright leaves of autumn all fell

As the grey skies of winter so soon too draw near

The tea –time of our soul is now here.


11/27/2012 C.Ray cr

Tuesday, December 6, 2011


"Oh if a man tried
To take his time on Earth
And prove before he died
What one man's life could be worth
I wonder what would happen
to this world"
Harry Chapin: (December 7, 1942 – July 16, 1981)

Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Rhymes with Sain

Beelzebub argued with Satan as did Lucifer for name
‘til a man wearing monkey called them all the same
the three realized soon desire would be their gain
man’s arrogance would be his loss, his pit fall his blame
So Lucifer fell in suit as Beelzebub gave Satan his name
and the man wearing monkey soon fell to his own bane.

Tuesday, October 25, 2011

You Want Autumn? You Can't Handle Autumn

It is hard to believe that only four months ago I was puzzling with the advent of summer.
And here it is the end of October and fall has well taken over.
Yes autumn and all the peripheral senses it awakens. The early morning chills and frosts, falling leaves from the trees, the dying flowers, the rodents scurrying in madness for winter stores to stave off starvation.
And how can we begin to think of the season without our minds eye drawing focus to the majestic and ever spectacular fiery colors of the leaves across the hills. Yes those muted dull reds and washed out yellows all combined with the malignant brown spores of mold brought on by an overly wet and humid summer.
But wait a minute, this sounds all too negative. Autumn is suppose to be that great time of joy and of harvest where nature repays us in kind for the respect we have shown during the season of planting and tending. Ah that’s not going to put any lightening to this.
Shit what can I say? There has been no magic aromas driven though to awaken old memories, the leaves are a miserable mishmash of muted browns and tans, the days tend to run more cloudy and rainy then sunny and brisk, old activities of youth which were once bright spots of the year have long been ignored and forgotten.
Welcome to autumn in America, a narrow barely lit hallway painted in muddied pastels and which ushers us into the heartless cruel cold soul of winter.

Thursday, June 23, 2011

Left Behind

It's summer. Hmm. Sad, I've forgotten that long ago out-of-school feeling. I remember having the feeling or memory but somewhere along the line of time I lost it. I only bring this up because as I passed the school bus depot on my way in this morning, all the busses sat idle behind the chain-link and I realized that it was summer-time and my heart dropped a little as a longing came over me for that lost memory, and I felt a bit like the last kid, wandering the empty halls of an vacant school alone and knowing the time has past, the year has ended but not knowing what happened or where it went. And then in the snap of the fingers, I was back, driving to work and not thinking of vacations or childhood memories.

Tuesday, May 3, 2011


Well now that Osama has been eliminated, can we get on with business and go after the real terrorist, the oil companies?