AND THE UNIVERSE SLAPPED ME IN THE FACE ONCE AGAIN...

Now, bear with me please--this may take some explaining. So the other day I go to complete a masterpiece of a song on my 8-track recording mechanism. The song's about LOVE and the potential that this concept of compassion has to bring about positive change in the world--not in a very direct way though. Yeah, I know it's already been said and done--Lennon and the Beatles "All You Need Is Love". Well, here's the thing, I was listening to some MP3's--Robert Johnson, the grandfather of rock and roll, in particular. Now, he's a blues guitarist from the 1930s for those that don't know and there happens to be some timeless recordings of this fellow that are phenomenal to say the least.

Well, here's how the universe slapped me right in the face. I had read that some of these old recordings of Robert Johnson are sped up a little to give them energy and a certain freshness to the moderna ear. So, with my digital voice recorder (technology ooh) I recorded a coulple of his songs and slowed them down with the push of a button. The songs sound strange when slowed down but more natural in a way. I had this "great" idea to end this new song of mine with a clip from one of Robert Johnson's songs, so I did it on a whim and my new song about LOVE fades out with a classic number by Robert Johnson. Unbeknownst to myself, I just so happened to record a song of his by the title of "LOVE IN VAIN" and this is the song that I put at the end of my song about LOVE and how it can change the world. I sat and thought about it for a long while. There has to be some meaning to this. It may be coincidence that this is the particular song that I chose on a whim, but I feel like the universe is telling me that my efforts will fall short and never amount to anything. Or maybe this is just the universe balancing itself out.

I guess I'm vain in thinking that a song could save the world. But I won't lose hope. I am a very hopeful person. And I have a lot of love to give. Some may call me a "hippy" though. I've been called worse. I'm rubber and you're glue, whatever you say bounces off me and sticks to you--ha!

And the universe slapped me in the face later that same night. My precious li'l lady and I got back from one of the most wonderful nights out on the town. She was beaming and I was beaming from cheek to cheek. Just as we pulled up to my house, we happen to run into one of our arch-nemesises and it just soured the mood of the night. Oh, how the universe works in these ways will never cease to amaze me. Damn you, UNIVERSE!!!!

Am I rambling?