It's my birthday! - with songs no less...!

State of the state on the big 5-0...

If you know me, it's gonna be questions here, instead of just the usual banter...

1. Why haven't I trusted my intuition before? Why does there seem to be a conflict between my intuition, meaning listening to it and dealing with what it says, and not listening to it and trying to force whatever instead? What would happen if we only acted on our intuition?

2. Has love really died? Does love conquer all or not? (FYI to my family: These are esoteric and rhetorical questions ONLY!)

3. Why am I so naturally melancholy?

4. Have I already had my 15 minutes of fame?

5. And last, but certainly not least: Why do I try to universalize my feelings and writings and all these stupid questions? LOL!

...other than those immediately perplexing issues, which most probably don't have any immediate un-perplexing answers - I'm good!

Dancing in the street today to:

1. Buffalo Springfield - Bluebird - Great deep Steven Stills guitar jam in the middle...yeah :-) and those lyrics...my oh my.

Listen to my bluebird laugh
She can't tell you why
Deep within her heart you see
She knows only cryin', just cryin', yeah

There she sits, a lofty perch
Strangest color blue
Flying is forgotten now
She thinks only of you, just you, ohhhh..

So get all those blues, must be a thousand hues
And each is differently used, you just know
You sit there mesmorized by the depth of her eyes
If you could catagorize, she got soul
She got soul, she got soul, she got soul

Do you think she loves you
Do you think at all?
Soon she's going to fly away
Sadness is her own
Fill herself a bath of tears
And go home, and go home