Brotherhood of Man

I have been listening to The Innocence Mission lately. I wish I had a lovely singing voice like this woman. Karen and Don Peris, will you adopt me?

If

If I was always on your mind, well you didn't show it.

I Recommend the Pecan Pie

Recorded on the 11th of August, 2009:

Hello, I'm talking through my phone right now which is connected through my headphones. It kind of cool. But anyway, I was just rambling to myself inside my head and what I've come to the conclusion of is that the reason I freak out sometimes is because I never know if I'm right or wrong.

What is really right? What is really wrong? There so many different types of people with different morals, varying ways they hold and watch themselves. Is there even anyone that has correct morals? And if so, who are they? How do we follow them? How do we change the head and heart that is inside our body to the way of that person that is 100% right and knows when something is 100% wrong? I don't know. I think that's kind of what I'm striving for, I'm trying to figure that out. Hmm.

Maybe everyone is trying to figure that out and that's why we're all alive. If everyone knew the right way and everyone knew how to be right there would be no wars or fucking inflammation, or economy sucking, or friends fighting, or dangerous dangerous drugs being used, no violence, no crime. It would be the typical white picket fence with you know, 2.5 kids and a dog and a cat and a married couple that don't get divorced. Hm. Then it might be kind of a boring world, huh?

I'm such a people pleasure that I don't understand that sometimes you can't always be right and you can't always be wrong and you have just fucking cross your fingers and hope that you're right [when you truly want to be]. I guess that's kind of the faith about living --is that you just don't know.