the World & Finias Groove

TO BE ARGUMENTATIVE, IS TO TEST THE STRENGTH IN THE BELIEF OF WHAT A PERSON IS TELLING YOU; TO FIND ITS LOOPHOLES, OR ITS TRUTHS.

What is it about good blues that sets my soul at ease? 


BUDDY GUY


THE BLACK KEYS


Oh... I could go on, I assure you. Good Blues, is like a refined wine; it's a process. This bitter'd road of the self resolved. 


Mmmm... and there we have it; the Blues.

Have you ever looked at a tree after it's leaves have all fallen to the ground; naked and exposed. This is us: plain and simple. Forever reaching up to the heavens, but forever coming up short; for heaven is only achievable in death. This doesn't state that there cannot be heaven on earth, for we are all a part of the first heaven. What it represents though is this: it represents our journeys throughout or lives, those roads or paths that we have taken. The trunk is the principle state of being, or foundation. We come back to it often throughout the course of our lives, only to head off in a new direction.

There are those who are to be considered as the roots, mired in darkness, with little to no understanding of the light for which they to seek. It is our job to make sure that even the roots come to find the light. Though it seems at times that the roots seek to extinguish the light from those around them, but they are just misunderstood. It is there lack of understanding of the light in those around them, the fear that they have becomes indifference, and thus, has them appearing so.

Walk as ONE, learn as ONE, become ONE.

See... we can learn from even the trees, and therefor, all that is around us.
Take time for those less fortunate... you maybe one of them sooner than never.

The dawning of a new day

The waking of bone and clay

Who am I

That once begun in the triple darkness of the womb

Held in Mother's and Father's hand

Taught these principles that NONE-THE-WISER became?

From this I become...

the MAN.

still BOY.

This instrument of flesh, with mind consumed.

From this I become.

~Finias Groove

Today, I stopped philosophizing about nothingness. I chopped down my own cherry tree, built a few bridges, and set a few fires. Tomorrow, is gonna be a great day for conversation.

just say no: to frozen puberty

adolescence is the strength behind a dream, but it lacks the understanding of what it takes to make that dream possible.

Yesterday and tomorrow began at the same time today; at the very moment you opened your eyes this morning. ~Marcus Thomas