Cha Cha Changes

[sooZen]

sometimes I think
if I could stop the world
I would

changes, although deemed necessary
are not always for the best
tearing down the old to build the new
irritates, bugs

all that bulldozing, revamping, clearing
the remodeling of my favorite haunts
where now I am a stranger, strange

not to mention my life
everything changes
just when I take a seat, get comfortable
a peaceful moment
something changes

oh, I know the drill...

life changes are necessary
inevitable, predictable, will come
but sometimes, not welcome
I am in the moment but project
look back, out of the moment again

just when I adapt, change happens
creature of habit, habitual
I like things to stay put
they don't

of course, judging changes
that's the problem
good? bad?
change for me is hard
harder still

I can't stop the world
just sit back, buckle up
and hold on...

SooZen

[jimboloco]

I've changed my focus, gradually, over the last few years. Maybe it is out of frustration. It certainly is a withdrawal. Like, they won, man. So what can I do anymore, depleted uranium, but a long half-life, where I am now, a half-life of accomplishment and limit.

I do know where my perspective is. I am alienated, yet also find value in what there is to share, even with those who are conformist. Survival instinct, altho I'd like to drop a plopping reality check into their midst every once in a while, just checking in.

But there are limits. Jamming has helped me somewhat.
Be here now.



i stopped in the seventh city of cibola
stopped the world in cerrillos.
we drank wine laced with orange sunshine
and saw the moon shining
on the muscles of a great black mare
standing by an arroyo.
the mare was the sea.
the arroyo was the empty cup
waiting to be filled.
mare, sea....terrazza, earth....
marea, terraza....maria, teresa,
ancient names from ancient voices,
they sent me onward......

[stilltrucking]

I am alienated, yet also find value in what there is to share, even with those who are conformist. Survival instinct, altho I'd like to drop a plopping reality check into their midst every once in a while, just checking in.

I can't stop the world
just sit back, buckle up
and hold on...

Changes
Strong drink to those about to perish
Just don’t let them operate heavy machinery

I can’t remember who said it, it might have been e-dog, does anyone know?

Time Defragments The Soul

Ole jack when to sleep and woke up an old man. Out of synch with his own internal time consciousness. Beat the clock.

Conforming to who I thought I should be.
The middle class, the salt of the earth, the finished product, new men and new women. One way or the other, we will make it to the other side of the hump. Lonely non conformists turn to art. There way of saying check reality time.

Yes buckle up and hold on, but not too tight, white knuckle death grip is a self fool filling prophecy

Nice string

[Artguy]

I sympathize Sooz...both my high school and the hospital I was born in and fallen to change.....where do I go from here?

[Doreen Peri]

I understand this feeling well.

I feel this way sometimes.

More often, though, I feel the opposite.

I'm never satisfied. I want to make things change all the time.

I do hate the continual development around here.

They bulldoze down all the trees and put up condos and shopping centers. It sucks. Then the traffic gets worse because the population is growing because there are more houses, more townhouses, more condos .... it's just nuts!

I want to move somewhere warm and quiet.

"They paved paradise and put up a parking lot."

I want to change my job, change my decor, get new furniture, change how I spend my time in front of this machine, get a different car, lose 10 pounds, change my lifestyle 'cause it appears that I'm probably killing myself. I need change badly!

But then again, when something unexpectedly changes, which always happens, sometimes it throws me.... so I get your poem, SooZ. Thanks for sharing your feelings.

[stilltrucking]

I am glad you got it doreen because I didn't always so rapt up in subjective changes I hardly notice the pictures of the gone world anymore. I listen to wireman estatic posts about the technicolor charm city, and I realize I can never go home to that nitty gritty black and white baltimore..

I here some kids playing outside. There is a little quadrangle of concrete, sometimes they draw on it in colored chalk. It is so beautiful during a rain storm when the colors start to run. When Anne Charters wrote about bohemian souls walking on an earth that was disapearing under their feet. I don't think she meant it so literaly. We got to try to save what we can.

sorry for my ramble above, doreen had to remind me of what your post is about. I read a sci fi story about a planet that was almost dead. It had not rained in a thousand years, eventualy all its inhabitants were dead. And then a expidtion from planet earth arives to evaluate it for resurrection. They try to modify the climate but fail, just as they are about to leave, it starts to rain. All the ghosts give a sigh of relief.

done

[sooZen]

Thanks all of you for the insights, rants and replies.

Change has always been difficult for me

I don't know why

Even moving the furniture around riles me. I think I am very much a creature of habits and I don't like my comfortable habits (or beloved places) to change.

Nature thrives on change
...this I know

Change will happen
...this I know

I am changing
circumstances change
seasons change
...yep, I know

where is my 'hold' button? Hah!

SooZen

[mnaz]

There is no constant except change....

as you've said in the past.... everything is happening exactly as it is supposed to.... (or words to that effect)....


(much easier to accept in theory than in practice, it seems.... I can relate....).

[sooZen]

"Everything is perfect, just as it is"...an old zen monk saying which I need to repeat when I start judging matters or assuring others.

yeah...I know. I am working on it...

howdy pard.

SooZen

[hester_prynne]

In the past 2 and a half years i've watched myself go through changes I never would have imagined! Funny, but it seems it's gotten easier to go with it for me, after being slammed with it. I realize, redfaced now, that it all could have been easier and prettier even than it was during some of those changes.

The fact that things are harder and full of less than I had before, is getting easier to deal with, not because I've given up, but because I've had to find ways to make do, which at first was really a bummer, but now, strangely enough, I like what this has given me...a thicker skin, and an ability to thrive on alot less than I ever thought I could.

I'm just rambling, reflecting. I really loved your piece because no matter what anyone says, change is hard to reckon with, it just is, period.
But, indeed, we can't do anything but reckon with it. Sigh.
Nice post girlie. Right on, just smack dab good.

Smoochies in sisterhood,
H

[jimboloco]

http://www.davidbowietribute.com/videos.html

Changes
David Bowie

I still don't know what I was waiting for
And my time was running wild
A million dead-end streets
Every time I thought I'd got it made
It seemed the taste was not so sweet
So I turned myself to face me
But I've never caught a glimpse
Of how the others must see the faker
I'm much too fast to take that test

Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes
(Turn and face the strain)
Ch-ch-Changes
Don't want to be a richer man
Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes
(Turn and face the strain)
Ch-ch-Changes
Just gonna have to be a different man
Time may change me
But I can't trace time


some changes
chump change from the prez
Hillary the next Eleanor and more
but we got Mrs. Dole waiting in the wings,
only thing is that the Arkansas traveller sings
and is also a much better schmoozer.

Bill might not survive her election
he might spend less time with an erection
and his pre·di·lec·tion for finding woe
and his closet de·lec·ta·tion for the dominatrix
and yet he will be of some benefit to her
as the first gentleman and all it portends.....
how i deal with female authority,
ya gotta love it.