There is no correlation between how much a person is paid and how hard they work.
There is no correlation between church attendance and ones closeness to god.
There is no correlation between how good looking you are and how lonely you will be.
There is no race, religion or nation that holds the monopoly on stupidity, compassion or righteousness.
I am not a shy, lazy, ugly or cruel man. I nurture, protect and enjoy a good laugh. Everyone I have ever met has been better off for having known me and I have been made better by having known them. I am a giver but I am no dummy. I have a relationship with our creator and know more about him than most can come close to understanding. I believe we were given two ears and only one mouth to listen twice as much as we speak. I believe in giving your best, always trying to do better and understanding to those who can't. I believe compassion is the single greatest sense a person can have for without compassion, forgiveness cannot be made real.
One word can destroy a civilization; one idea can build a civilization, but it takes one man and one woman to create, build and extend beyond life and create immortality.
Attraction crosses all the boundaries. There is chicken for every pot, a heart for every tale and an asshole for every toilet. To understand beauty you must recognize crass.
I could describe my life truthfully and you could envy me, weep for me, or long to hear more, but it is a full life and one without regret. I re-invent myself to assert my intellect over life's comfort zone. Knowing I can accomplish anything I want doesn't even come close to the satisfaction from empowering those around me to get what they need.
I know people. I read their souls through their eyes. Good souls are often boring as they bring with it no challenge for they know the way.
I sometimes feel that I have cheated death because to say my being here is justified makes me feel arrogant and smug. Life is fragile and precious. Why I survived what many have died from, I do not know.
Silence truly is golden, but gold is heavy and laughter can make carrying it easier.
My passion is ...
understanding others
I know too much about ...
the dangers of insecure authority figures
My parents always told me ...
give more than you get
My childhood ambition ...
Veterinarian
My favorite memory ...
Glennbrooke farm
Why I write ...
so the message of my lonely heart may bridge the time gap to the arrival of my soulmate
What I am reading/watching/listening to ...
correlating the human saga to anthroplogical roots
My first job ...
paperboy
My best moment ...
escaping a Grizzly bears rush
My inspiration ...
Gerald Durrel
You came to me on a very strange day Nothing was its usual way Your mother herself not much more than a girl Had decided to let go and give it a whirl And me as your Dad as blind as could be Saw only his dream of a new family tree Years later you'll claim it was a concept' I loved It was nothing at all It was a place I was shoved And on that fateful Easter eve There was but one magical gift up my sleeve It was nothing I knew, it was nothing I said It was the fear of never seeing you that I had dread For in that moment of nature's betrayal An unknown force let out my wail And all who encirc...
More..Phil Cartmel
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