Written By: Anthony Douglas Gere
Music Provided By: SEMusic
Artistry Selected By: Main Ad Centre
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Music Provided By: SEMusic
Artistry Selected By: Main Ad Centre
All Material is protected by law under the
licensing of mcwhorter management
marketing manufacturing 2005
Any unauthorized usage and or its likeness
is prohibited by law.
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Doin' It When We Can't
By Anthony Douglas Gere
Isn't life wonderful. I mean think about it, you one day emerge from who
knows where, with what appears to be complete strangers around you.
You're walking talking, smiling and crying for who knows what and you
are here, offering your advice to the world and trying to figure out if it is right
or wrong for the term short or long, and you have no apparent clue on why.
You're doing this I mean it really takes a while to figure out how you got here
when you're a child, and when you understand it and the process it takes in
creating a life and the responsibility of molding, protecting, providing and
being a influence for it to take on the world alone, a third of your existence
has passed you by and you are a statistic of perpetual motion, going
nowhere fast to get somewhere you have never been. Now at that or this
point and or time of understanding, one becomes amazed, shocked and
more than likely extremely too busy trying to prepare for the last third of
your life, and you fall victim to not really concentrating on the middle third,
which is even more than likely swamped with work, school or things that
seem productive to you at that time. Its such a catch 22, which if you
think about it, a catch 66 because you are dealing with three scenarios
all tied into one that pulls you back and forth, up and down and in and
out.
I often find myself reminiscing back to my youthful days, looking at that
proverbial fork in the road that significantly changed, altered and
created my life now. How I did this and that, what and where would I be
if I would have gone left instead of right and why I passed on some
things and accepted others at different moments under the same and
or different circumstances. I wonder who I would be? Better or worse
or better yet, the same in a better or worse way. I think of the people in
my life, those not involved directly and how they affect what I see and
don't see. How by my appetite for perfection is flawed by the society I
want to change for the better, but know if it is really worse with out
my meddling.
By Anthony Douglas Gere
Isn't life wonderful. I mean think about it, you one day emerge from who
knows where, with what appears to be complete strangers around you.
You're walking talking, smiling and crying for who knows what and you
are here, offering your advice to the world and trying to figure out if it is right
or wrong for the term short or long, and you have no apparent clue on why.
You're doing this I mean it really takes a while to figure out how you got here
when you're a child, and when you understand it and the process it takes in
creating a life and the responsibility of molding, protecting, providing and
being a influence for it to take on the world alone, a third of your existence
has passed you by and you are a statistic of perpetual motion, going
nowhere fast to get somewhere you have never been. Now at that or this
point and or time of understanding, one becomes amazed, shocked and
more than likely extremely too busy trying to prepare for the last third of
your life, and you fall victim to not really concentrating on the middle third,
which is even more than likely swamped with work, school or things that
seem productive to you at that time. Its such a catch 22, which if you
think about it, a catch 66 because you are dealing with three scenarios
all tied into one that pulls you back and forth, up and down and in and
out.
I often find myself reminiscing back to my youthful days, looking at that
proverbial fork in the road that significantly changed, altered and
created my life now. How I did this and that, what and where would I be
if I would have gone left instead of right and why I passed on some
things and accepted others at different moments under the same and
or different circumstances. I wonder who I would be? Better or worse
or better yet, the same in a better or worse way. I think of the people in
my life, those not involved directly and how they affect what I see and
don't see. How by my appetite for perfection is flawed by the society I
want to change for the better, but know if it is really worse with out
my meddling.