Highwaymen. I have always wanted to write this piece but felt not worthy
I wear the black hat and glasses so no one can know me.
There is a place that is your space, find it, be it, know it and show it.
There are great men and women out here. I am not one of them. I am a scoundrel and a rapscallion. I am a highwayman, a sailor and and dam builder. I have flown in and amongst the stars. I have died each time but I still remain.
There are some folks that work their whole life in one chosen field and even some in one chosen job. God bless em. There are others of us that have held more different jobs than we can remember.
This song is understood to be about some kind of "reincarnation" after death of the body. But I tell truthfully there are those that die to one way of life time and time again in this life. Perhaps we are not ashamed of our old lives or perhaps we are. Makes no difference really.
There is a time you realize that shoveling out horse stables and shoveling snow at a school are both jobs and are just shoveling.
I do reckon that half the time for the last 150 years out here in the Southwest of the USA, it has been darned hard to tell the difference between lawman and gunman. For sure it is difficult to tell the difference, just on looking between a drug dealer, a pimp and a lawyer, that would be assuming there is one ;-)
Be it. Be something that lasts for ever.
Passion and reaching for ecstasy are my wants. I am not what you are, I seek my own pleasure.
I always love Shakira's music and dancing.
I get the funny feeling that artists like those in "The Outlaws" and ones like Shakira would be happy doing any job. The Job don't make em happy. Being who they are makes em happy.
Thank you for staying this long on my hub. Here is what it is about.
Tough guys. Tough guys have a hard time saying things like "I love you" and "I am sorry" I am in fact a tough guy. Truly one time I smashed my face into another mans in a fight. Another time I walked miles with a rupture Appendix. I have gritted my teeth through frostbite and stitches with out anesthetic or antiseptic save whiskey.
I do not say that proudly. It is just a who deal. That is who I am. And do not go saying it is my mamma's fault.
But at in a couple points in my life I have been blessed to have been brought to my knees. A nasty jail cell in Tijuana Mexico, Cancer and a divorce, are just some of them.
I also have this propensity to fall in love and to make beautiful babies, teenagers and adults.
So in one of these life carnations I came back as a tough guy with some final dignity and honor. Honor to say how I feel. Honor to care how you feel and most of all the power and grace to let you know it.
So for a bit now I have been more happy to say I love you and shut up, than snarl and suggest I would rather rip off your head defecate down your throat and leave you to rot.
Some say it is a God thing. Others say eventually my children got the better of me. My youth congregation do not care, they just know I love em and will do all it takes to protect them.
If I gathered up all my joy I would wish it on you. if I gathered up all the destruction I cause I would shield you from it.
I suppose Nuclear Energy is good in the right hands and bad in the bad hands. I certainly am glad I did not have that energy before I became me.
As is my right I would like to send a holler out to some folks
There is a funny guy I like, perhaps you could get a feeling for gun control issues by visiting him at http://jack-burton.hubpages.com/hub/Gun-Law#comment-11843762
There is a feller named Colin, whom I truly love who is having health issues. I have to believe it is by design,,,, for he is pumping out great works in his trying times: Hubpages Epigramman.
There is a gal who is just doing her best to spread the love these days, find her: cantuhearmescream or some such thing.
And as I always need to do, I bend down on a knee and say my thanks to the HOW movement and ask you to join.
I am a happy man, and I promise that those mentioned above keep me that way. Do I here a great big Secular and Spirit filled AMEN.
I love you all and so does my boy.