Do You Remember? January 21, 2010

Once again we have found ourselves explaining what life really is; it is just life. It is not as complicated as you may think. It carries with it journeys incomparable to any adventure you will ever read in the library. You will spend more time uploading life's images into your brain, then you would on Facebook. We live here for one reason and one reason only; I, a simple nobody will tell you the meaning of life; it is to live. And yes, it is that simple.

Our better judgment tells us to fear the past and learn from it, it would be that easy if life wasn't so full of things to remember. I remember the times as a child when I would play with my toys by the fireplace. I remember getting lost at the park and crying for my mom. I remember the great lunch that I had with my girlfriend last week ( yes I said girlfriend, ill explain later).

The fact is we need these memories to life, to move on and remember all that we have done. It does does not matter where life is taking us, but from where it is taking us from. We need memories to cry and be happy. To remember is to live, and we all want to live more.

Chapter 2, January 4, 2010
You might look at me and say, there is a dude that is pretty complicated. Just look at him, all he does is write about random topics and lushes over love and hope all day long. Any other day I would agree with most of your sentiments, but not today. I am a simple man; the same simple man that wishes all good to all great things. The same man that hopes for a simple life for him and his family. The same man that looks at the human comedy of life carry on, like a westward wind... but there I go, rambling on again.

If you told me a year ago that I would be still writing and ranting away on this here blog, I'd call you crazy. I am who I am, and this blog, this cell, is who I am, and for me not to continue to be who I am, would be unnatural. I am a hopeless romantic with hope and dreams of a perfect life and a family in the future. I travel, I write, I eat, and I sleep. I am just like you, I want and I need.

Some have called me an all around nice guy. A guy that is smart, good looking and has a good sense of humor. Others have called me, that odd looking character you always see by himself at the end of the bar sipping his whiskey. I am both of those men, I am everything you see and what you want to see. I love; of course, but I also hate. I hate those that do not appreciate others and what they do. For family members who need to re-read the meaning of togetherness and the family unit. I hate that I have not written as much as I wanted to do this past year.


I am someone to rely on, I am a keeper of secrets and lies. I hold the key to your heart and your soul. Just think of me as the pages of your journal. Because no matter what, i will always be there for you.

But together, we a share the same love and the same hate. We share the same air and same sky. We share the same things, two rolling rocks on the road that have found each other. We have started the same fire, and shared the same cold. We, my dear reader, we have explored and have been lost. We have been up and down, left and right only to find each other back at the same place.

One year ago today, we learned to love. Today, we will learn to believe in it. Love is like oxygen, love lifts us up where we belong, all you need is love, and every other cheesy line you can think of. It is easy to learn something, but a whole other matter of believing it in it, so we move on.


I move on, we move on, together. Chapter One, we learned from each other. But get ready my friend, my mother, my sister, my brother, my father, my love; for Chapter Two is just about to begin.

Happy New Year From Prisoner34. 2010, Here WE come.