Fear, Imagination, And No-One Really Knows You’re Alive

“Fear, Imagination, And The Fact That No-One Really Knows You’re Alive”

To push through the distractions of life and ignore the modern concerns, to willingly focus our attention on being ourselves, to offend people, to be offended, to learn things about ourselves we don’t want to know, to be put in our place, to have friends, to lose friends, to be part of something, to be alone, to walk into places that are too loud and too crowded, and to interact with people when we don’t want to, to learn a truth we might never understand, is the reason we are alive.

Feelings and emotions are the biggest part of our lives for a reason and they mean something. They mean we’re alive. Emotions are powerful and crippling and long-lasting, and wonderful. Learn to understand them and we learn to understand ourselves. We shouldn’t stop living just because it’s uncomfortable sometimes. Live more now, learn more now, be more now because you are alive now. Someday you will be dead and that’s going to be one more thing that we’re not gonna wanna do, so we have to act while we’re alive and do things that push us further than we’ve gone before, learn new things, go to new places, see new people, be a real living person for the little time we have left.

Safe places might as well be coffins. They separate us from the real emotions we feel just as real life begins to happen. Pain, suffering, sorrow, sadness, nervousness, confrontation, irritability, anger: things can not be avoided all the time, so we must learn and adapt to them and eventually we will gain more and more control until we overcome them. And we will learn to control them, if we want to be a better person. Dodge them, hide from them, go to the safe place and the emotions then control us.

Am I saying we’re a bad people if anxiety stops us from enjoying life? No. But we’ll enjoy more of our life and be more of the person we’d like to be if we allow ourselves out into the world and feel the uncomfortable reality of life.

Life is not all about being in a good place all the time. It’s also about the scary places just as much and the fears that come with those places. Yes, we realize anxiety is scary and it’s a real emotional response to a real world situation. It’s truly happening to us and we are right to feel the way we do. But, it doesn’t last forever. When it comes, it’s like a wave. Ride it out.

There is nothing fake or easy about it. There is no way to just get over it when it comes. Our anxieties and our fears can be controlled and we should practice controlling them every chance we get because we should want to overcome our fears.

Again, I’m not saying our emotions aren’t real, I’m saying they are not justified by reality. Just like the monster in our childhood closet. Were we scared? Sure. But was there a real reason to be? No. It was all in our mind.

Just like the dark, once we spent enough time in it, grew up in it, we learned there was no reason to be afraid. The same will happen with crowds, noises, places, and all the other things that make us feel anxiety and fear. It comes from the unfamiliarity of the situation. Just like sleeping alone in the dark causes all types of fear at first and we imagine all manner of things in the closet, under the bed, and lurking in the dark. It’s only our imagination working overtime.

The same things happen with crowds of people and new places. We imagine the people are thinking of us and talking about us. We imagine they are laughing at us, looking at us, pointing at us. We just know they remember every little thing we do and that we’re always on their minds. They just can’t wait until they get a chance to laugh at us again.

But, none of that is true. No one is thinking bad things about us. No one is laughing at us or pointing out our mistakes. No one is talking about that time we dropped our fork in the cafeteria. In fact, practically no one even knows we’re alive. And that’s the thing we should be afraid of, really. Going our entire lives and being afraid of our imagination and too scared to go to the store, so when we die no one even knew we were alive.

 

Minor Nine

I’ve written about my band before, but not often because writing and music are separate jobs and one definitely distracts from the other.  It’s complicated even more by scheduling and the splitting creative energies between the two. However today is different.

We were in the studio yesterday recording our newest song and getting ready for the show in November at The Token Lounge in Michigan.  This show is one we are proud of and excited to play. Many grat names are going to be playing on the stage with us.

 

Joe Retta will be there with his band “Heaven and Earth” and if that’s not enough to get someone excited, maybe having a listen to my band will get you there.

You will find many of our songs here:   Minor Nine

The Chasm: What Is vs What’s Mine

I write posts on Facebook as a way to serve myself reminders of my daily thoughts. Often a “1 Year Ago” post will be waiting for me and after reading it I have a moment where I can either see how far I’ve come with the idea or I’ll wonder why that subject ever mattered to me at all. In both cases I feel a sense of being. Knowing I was there solidifies the importance of being here NOW..

Today I was brought face to face with the dark, wide chasm between “What IS” and “What’s MINE.” There is a profound difference yet the only difference is the fact that I am here NOW and I feel like I can lose it.

LOSING IT

What’s mine only becomes important when I feel I’m going to lose it in some way. Whether through a willing exchange or the actions of someone else, there is a chance I could lose what belongs to me.  A fundamental aspect of our society is that Everything belongs to someone. Even things like clean water has to be made a Human Right by the highest governing bodies of the world because if not someone in the guise of a company would attempt to withhold it from those who can’t afford it.

This Chasm exists between “What IS” and “What’s Mine” so we can all stand at the brink and feel ashamed because this Chasm is human made. We made it so we could feel superior to the people who don’t have what we consider ours. Money, cars, houses, and a hundred other products we need to survive comfortably aren’t important to us until we realize we could lose them.

Suddenly, today, this realization came to me: I create things so that I can lose them. So, they can go from being “Mine” to simply “Being.”  Music, stories, poetry, this blog, my Facebook posts. Sure, I create it all for myself and to myself, but deep down I feel others could benefit from their creation. Especially, I think this about the music and stories.

To understand that everything you have will be gone someday is a good starting point of ownership. “What’s Mine” will always become “What IS.”

 

 

 

Writing Music

This is a piano, trumpet, flute, and bass arrangement I wrote yesterday. It’s not amazing, but it’s a major step on my road of reading and writing music. I want to share it so I can break the ice between me and the world of composing music. I am very new at writing music. I’ve always been a bass player and lyrics writer. So, I’m a bit nervous about sharing this. However, I’m doing it and I hope you like what you hear.

P.S. It sounds much better if you listen with earphones.

F# comp

We are here, what now?

We Are Here. What Now?
 

The fire in my belly is lit
I don’t use an alarm clock
I’m up before six
with dreams so big you’d think I was a kid
anxious to meet and play with friends

The gleam in my eye is bright
from the dark, a focused light
projecting visions from inside my mind
straight to your heart
illuminating the places you try to hide

They can’t take away or frustrate
the day you stake your claim to fate
For God’s sake, the ache,
this has to be a mistake
there’s no way that Life is such a waste

Beautiful creations clean you
Renews the used and abused
and brings to bloom the fruit needed to prove
that you can choose
without fearing what there is to lose

Choices are Life’s crossroads
designed with many ways to go:
stay where you are or dare into the unknown.
Both are risks that will show
you choose to live over growing fat and old

Should we continue to be absurd
to flog a dead horse with cotton candy words
to bring sandwiches to banquets for the birds
or can we allow the truth to be heard:
You can either live in the past or have a future

Words We Don’t Know

Words We Don’t Know

The words come and go
But the soul knows
There’s so much more we could say

Love comes and goes
But our heart knows
there will soon be better days

Some friends come and go
But in the end
we know that real friends were made

Life can often be slow
but, oh, time goes
and we always love again

We find we must use
words we don’t know
as our muse dances and sways

When toe to toe
with those holding our soul
we pay through the nose for our trade

Our work always grow
but often we’re shown
our best effort is still clay

Poetry: MESSIAH

 

M.E.S.S.I.A.H.

by Thadd Presley

Miracles mirror the Maker’s material
Even established events of entertainment are ethereal
So that such a show of Self, so shamelessly spiritual,
Should somehow shatter the signal of the subliminal
Image of the Immaculate Individual
And allow an Appreciation of anything abysmal
However Hellbound the Heretic’s Hypocritical Hymnal

Donald Trump’s The Wall (Side One)

A complete re-imagining of Pink Floyd’s Epic Masterpiece “The Wall” painstakingly created from footage found on the web covering the amazing life and of our upcoming new president Donald J. Trump.

 

Side One

1. In the Flesh?
2. The Thin Ice: Young Trump
3. Another Brick in the Wall (Part I)
4. The Happiest Days of Our Lives
5. Another Brick in the Wall (Part II)
7. Empty Spaces: Trump Rising
8. Young Lust: Trump in the 80s
9. One of My Turns: Trump in the 90s
10. Don’t Leave Me Now: Trump’s Women
11. Another Brick in the Wall (Part III): The Trump Brand
12. Goodbye Cruel World

 

Links to Side Two are coming soon…

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