I've always believed in the therapeutic aspect of writing. There's just something about spilling thought and feelings on to paper, or in this case screen, that is second to none for me. Writing has gotten me through some tough times. It's forced me to look back at a place in time and learn from mistakes I've made. It's also allowed to remember good times and cling to them when the going gets a little rough.
Life is a gift, each day a present we otherwise probably don't deserve. So I'll choose to share a bit of my life with my readers through this blog. It's always been important to me to try and see the world through the eyes of others. I look at the world around me and see far too much bigotry and hatred. we're not even making an attempt to see the world with an open mind and walk a mile in our brother's shoes.
The title and subtitle to this blog are inspired by one of my favorite songs Politik, by my favorite band Coldplay. They are powerful and certainly have meaning in the world we live in. No topic is off limits here and no stone, I hope, will be left unturned. I've started these things before and they are left in cyberspace unfinished. This one will live though, we'll see where it goes...
Look at the earth from outer space
Everyone must find a place
Give me time and give me space
Give me real don't give me fake
Give me strength, reserve control
Give me heart and give me soul
Give me time, give us a kiss
Tell me your own politik
Give me one 'cause one is best
In confusion, confidence
Give me peace of mind and trust
Don't forget the rest us
Give me strength, reserve control
Give me heart and give me soul
Wounds that heal and cracks that fix
Tell me your own politik
Give me love over, love over this...
