Klaus J Joehle

I tried to be good But the boots Were to big And kept falling off

What we have forgotten is to create with love Not with Our egos, thoughts, fears or beliefs, But with Love Or perhaps better said I had forgotten It seems that in the dark crevasses of our minds; there linger thoughts that we dare not speak or act upon for fear of reprisal of others. There are also things we dare not believe for the same reasons. Sometimes we create that which we believe after we have been convinced that it is the truth and there by creating it to be the truth; when in fact it is nothing more than an elusion of the truth. We can become so convinced that even when evidence of the opposite is there we refuse to see it. Sometimes we become convinced that it is better to live a lie; than to face the hardship of truth. That is something we all know to well. But by living that lie we pass it on to our children. That is a crime that I too am guilty of even though I know better.

Just a thought: Sometimes there is nothing finer than breaking all the rules and reaching for the sky. Especially if those rules were meant to confine you, us instead of uplifting us. Then it becomes almost a heavenly act. As with everything, there is an art to breaking all the rules. It needs to be done in such a manner that it harms no one. But instead it lifts us and gives us a new horizon to reach for. Publishers, publishing houses, you got to love them; you can't do this! It's never been done like this! O no not possible! You must do it like??? It's always been done . . . Excuse me please, it seems I left my bulldozer running, I’ll be right back I promise. What does all of this have to do with a leprechaun? Everything is connected to everything. O' please feed me sweet nothings but don't make me face the truth again, not again.