I'll be your mirror
Reflect what you are, in case you don't know
I'll be the wind, the rain and the sunset
The light on your door to show that you're home
When you think the night has seen your mind
That inside you're twisted and unkind
Let me stand to show that you are blind
Please put down your hands
'Cause I see you
I find it hard to believe you don't know
The beauty that you are
But if you don't let me be your eyes
A hand in your darkness, so you won't be afraid
When you think the night has seen your mind
That inside you're twisted and unkind
Let me stand to show that you are blind
Please put down your hands
'Cause I see you
I'll be your mirror
Publisher Stephen G. Barr's personal journey of self discovery, enlightenment and emotional cleansing presented in raw form.
Saturday, February 28, 2015
Thursday, January 22, 2015
Tonight I reunited with my 17 year old heart....39 years after I lost it.
Tonight I talked to the object of my teenage desires after nearly forty years and we laughed and cried for about three hours worth of text messaging where I confessed my secret to her. I even confessed about why I was always dropping pencils in any class we shared and we caught up on the events, triumphs and tragedies that we've both endured over the past four decades and I have to say that it was one of the most cathartic experiences of my life for it allowed me to feel my heart at 17 again, if only for a moment or two, if only in a brief connection with myself so long ago and far away down this rocky path I've been on so long I nearly had snuffed out every drop of simple, pure and innocent emotion out of what has long ago turned into a hardened, leathery, black and barely functional pump failing to keep up with all the junk that's been tossed into the aquarium of my soul.
What, if anything, becomes of it will be seen I guess but the first love of my life came back after forty years I'd like to think because her heart could sense mine was on it's last gasp and sputtering out into darkness forever as should be evident to any readers of earlier posts in this blog. This ship was listing hard to starbord and drowning in the murky green ooze of it's own self abuse all these years and our talk served to flip the switch back on to the pump and it's a little bit cleaner than it was yesterday and I got to feel that young, dumb and full of....you know...heart of my youth long forgotten but happily not gone (yet).
I found this quote and now dedicate it to the first, young love of this aging old man's life....Lucille
I choose to love you in silence, for in silence I found no rejection, I choose to love you in my dreams, for in my dreams no one owns you but me.
Wednesday, September 3, 2014
Wednesday, March 26, 2014
Ahhhh will be the death of me....
I spend all my money on a big ol' fancy car
For these bright eyed honeys
Oh yeah, you know who you are
Keep me up 'til the sun is high
'Til the birds start calling my name
I'm addicted and I don't know why
Guess I've always been this way
All these roads steer me wrong
But I still drive them all night long, all night long
All you young wild girls
You make a mess of me
Yeah, you young wild girls
You'll be the death of me, the death of me
All you young wild girls
No matter what you do
Yeah, you young wild girls
I'll always come back to you, come back to you
I get lost under these lights
I get lost in the words I say
Start believing my own lies
Like everything will be okay
Oh, I still dream of a simple life
Boy meets girl, makes her his wife
But love don't exist when you live like this
That much I know, yes, I know
All these roads steer me wrong
But I still drive them all night long, all night long
All you young wild girls
You make a mess of me
Yeah, you young wild girls
You'll be the death of me, the death of me
All you young wild girls
No matter what you do
Yeah, you young wild girls
I'll always come back to you, come back to you
You, you
You, you, you
Yeah, you, you, you
You, you, you
All you young wild girls
You make a mess of me
Yeah, you young wild girls
You'll be the death of me, the death of me
All you young wild girls
No matter what you do
Yeah, you young wild girls
I'll always come back to you, come back to you
Sunday, February 9, 2014
Mose at 4:18 am....
Tuesday, January 7, 2014
Sunday, January 5, 2014
About | The Life Cube
THE LIFE CUBE STORYThe Life Cube project comes to Downtown Las Vegas in February 2014, and will burn in a spectacular fire ceremony on Friday, March 21, 2014. Watch the Cube rise in the lot on Fremont and 9th Street, across from Atomic Liquors. It'll be
a walk-thru, interactive experience, with murals from local artists, write boards, dramatic lighting at night, and music performances!
THE LIFE CUBE PROJECT HAS TWO MISSIONS:1) Encouraging people to write down what they want to accomplish in their lives; and
2) Connecting art with community, involving as many people as possible!
Each year at Burning Man, we've designed and built collaborative art in the form of a "Life Cube" — each version
bigger, more artistic and more interactive with thousands of people sharing art and depositing their goals, dreams,
wishes and aspirations into the Cube, to be released into the universe as the Cube goes up in flames.
In 2012, I wrote down a wish to create a Life Cube installation in a city around the world. And a few months from
now we will be building a giant Life Cube on an entire city block in Downtown Las Vegas!
The Cube will be covered with murals and a tapestry of paintings by local students and artists, write boards for
interactive messaging, slots for dropping in written goals and wishes, and photographs of historic Las Vegas. It will
be filled with music on the weekends, and lit up at night like a rock concert. And after a month on site, we'll burn it all
in a fiery ceremony on March 21st, 2014.
About | The Life Cube
Saturday, November 2, 2013
The Futility of Communication
More often than not I find that attempting to communicate with others is an exercise of futility when it comes to anything of an emotional or philosophical nature. They either aren't capable of the level of depth of emotion or thought or simply disinterested in attempting. I have learned the painful lesson that there are indeed worse things than being alone in this life.
Wednesday, October 23, 2013
You're Innocent When You Dream
The bats are in the belfry
the dew is on the moor
where are the arms that held me
and pledged her love before
and pledged her love before
Chorus:
It's such a sad old feeling
the fields are soft and green
it's memories that I'm stealing
but you're innocent when you dream
when you dream
you're innocent when you dream
Running through the graveyard
we laughed my friends and I
we swore we'd be together
until the day we died
until the day we died
Repeat chorus
I made a golden promise
that we would never part
I gave my love a locket
and then I broke her heart
and then I broke her heart
Read more: Tom Waits - Innocent When You Dream Lyrics | MetroLyrics
Monday, April 8, 2013
How Much Longer? How Many More Times? How Do We Resolve This?
My ex and I are stuck on this merry-go-round of breaking up, me going to CA for a few weeks, no talking for as much as two weeks then the texts start, we miss each other, then I go back to AZ and we have a night or two then the anger, mediocrity, resentment and arguing start and rapidly increase until there is a major blowup and I take off for CA again...lather, rinse, repeat.Over two years of this pattern now.
Saturday, December 29, 2012
Sunsets Change To Sunrises and I Move Again
Monday is New Year's Eve and the new year will see me moving from Rancho Palos Verdes, CA to Las Vegas, NV, the place I've always felt pulling me but I've feared as a highly likely place of my final demise from my tendency to embrace life on the outside edge of the rails at high speeds. I say WTF and what doesn't kill ya makes ya stronger and I can think of no place else which will challenge me to the max and can be my biggest challenge to concur yet so it's on come Tuesday!
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Thursday, December 27, 2012
Point Blank - PHX
- Songwriters: Sherman Edwards, Sid Wayne
Do you still say your prayers little darlin' do you go to bed at night
Prayin' that tomorrow, everything will be alright
But tommorow's fall in number in number one by one
You wake up and you're dying you don't even know what from
Well they shot you point blank you been shot in the back
Baby point blank you been fooled this time little girl that's a fact
Right between the eyes baby, point blank right between the pretty lies that
They tell
Little girl you fell
You grew up where young girls they grow up fast
You took what you were handed and left behind what was asked
But what they asked baby wasn't right you didn't have to live that life
I was gonna be your romeo you were gonna be my juliet
These days you don't wait on romeo's you wait on that welfare check and on all the pretty things tha
That always end up point blank, shot between the eyes
Point blank like little white lies you tell to ease the pain
You're walkin' in the sights, girl of point blank
And it's one false move and baby the lights go out
Once I dreamed we were together again baby you and me
Back home in those old clubs the way we used to be
We were standin' at the bar it was hard to hear
The band was playin' loud and you were shoutin' somethin' in my ear
You pulled my jacket off and as the drummer counted four
You grabbed my hand and pulled me out on the floor
You just stood there and held me, then you started dancin' slow
And as I pulled you tighter I swore I'd never let you go
Well I saw you last night down on the avenue
Your face was in the shadows but I knew that it was you
You were standin' in the doorway out of the rain
You didn't answer when I called out your name
You just turned, and then you looked away like just another stranger waitin' to get blown away
Point blank, right between the eyes
Point blank, right between the pretty lies you fell
Point blank, shot right through the heart
Yea point blank, you've been twisted up till you've become just another part of it
Point blank, you're walkin' in the sights
Point blank, livin' one false move just one false move away
Point blank, they caught you in their sights
Point blank, did you forget how to love, girl, did you forget how to fight
Point blank they must have shot you in the head
Cause point blank, bang bang baby you're dead
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Saturday, October 27, 2012
A Big Old Mortality 2x4
.....so my older sister is in life threatening state in the hospital back east now for two weeks with cellulitis which has turned into a staff infection of her blood, spinal meningitis and also type 2 diabetes and from all reports pretty despondent. As if that wasn't enough my eldest brother who had prostate cancer and surgury five years ago has discovered hit has metastasized into his hip and has a psa of over 700 and seeking experimental treatment abroad. I just lost Pop it can't be time to lose either one but *WHAP* guess what?
The old mortality 2x4 just smacked me upside the head...of course they could go I pray to an unknown God that it's not but if I left it up to him/her/it they'd probably already been gone....last I heard no body's actually proved the existence of anything but death that happens to us all. Some days I like to kid myself and say I'm ready now....done all, seen all, been all I could possibly do, see or be but that's bullshit. Well I wish them well on their paths...thank them for being a part of my life and say fight or no fight is a personal choice and one we must all make alone.I hope you both get a chance to sprinkle my ashes down some sleazy alley behind a whore house when my time comes but just in case not I think I'll tell you both now while you can read this....thanks and in round two YOU get to sit in the middle with the "hump"!
The old mortality 2x4 just smacked me upside the head...of course they could go I pray to an unknown God that it's not but if I left it up to him/her/it they'd probably already been gone....last I heard no body's actually proved the existence of anything but death that happens to us all. Some days I like to kid myself and say I'm ready now....done all, seen all, been all I could possibly do, see or be but that's bullshit. Well I wish them well on their paths...thank them for being a part of my life and say fight or no fight is a personal choice and one we must all make alone.I hope you both get a chance to sprinkle my ashes down some sleazy alley behind a whore house when my time comes but just in case not I think I'll tell you both now while you can read this....thanks and in round two YOU get to sit in the middle with the "hump"!
Friday, September 28, 2012
No Fear....No Hesitation
So I'm in what I refer to as "shark mode" which is a protective mode where I rip through days and even weeks in one big blur. Time is suspended as are most colors as if I'm watching a black and white film of my life in fast forward. I am on autopilot...no emotions, no recognition of other's emotions just a flatime hum of existence. I had an incredibly productive week yet it wasn't of my doing...I simply watched it occur and literally sat in front of this laptop in the dining room of Kjell's condo at the coast...eating once in a while but coming to with my face in the keyboard about once every 48-72 hrs having no recollection of what I was doing prior to passing out until I look at my browsing history....stay away...I'm in shark mode and not accountable for my actions...please stay away....
Thursday, September 20, 2012
Somewhere I Belong
(When this began)
I had nothing to say
And I get lost in the nothingness inside of me
(I was confused)
And I let it all out to find
That I?m not the only person with these things in mind
(Inside of me)
But all that they can see the words revealed
Is the only real thing that I?ve got left to feel
(Nothing to lose)
Just stuck, hollow and alone
And the fault is my own, and the fault is my own
I wanna heal, I wanna feel
What I thought was never real
I wanna let go of the pain
I?ve felt so long
(Erase all the pain till it?s gone)
I wanna heal, I wanna feel
Like I?m close to something real
I wanna find something I?ve wanted all along
Somewhere I belong
And I?ve got nothing to say
I can?t believe I didn?t fall right down on my face
(I was confused)
Looking everywhere only to find
That it?s not the way I had imagined it all in my mind
(So what am I)
What do I have but negativity
?Cause I can?t justify way everyone is looking at me
(Nothing to lose)
Nothing to gain, hollow and alone
[From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/l/linkin-park-lyrics/somewhere-i-belong-lyrics.html ]
And the fault is my own, and the fault is my own
I wanna heal, I wanna feel
What I thought was never real
I wanna let go of the pain
I?ve felt so long
(Erase all the pain till it?s gone)
I wanna heal, I wanna feel
Like I?m close to something real
I wanna find something I?ve wanted all along
Somewhere I belong
I will never know
Myself until I do this on my own
And I will never feel
Anything else until my wounds are healed
I will never be
Anything till I break away from me
I will break away
I'll find myself today
I wanna heal, I wanna feel
What I thought was never real
I wanna let go of the pain
I?ve felt so long
(Erase all the pain till it?s gone)
I wanna heal, I wanna feel
Like I?m close to something real
I wanna find something I?ve wanted all along
Somewhere I belong
I wanna heal, I wanna feel
Like I am somewhere I belong
I wanna heal, I wanna feel
Like I am somewhere I belong
Somewhere I belong
Saturday, September 15, 2012
Voodoo Doll
So "she" keeps a little voodoo doll of me in her closet and sticks pins in it whenever she wants to blame me for some inadequacy or pain in her life. I went back last weekend and visited...I know...she came over here a few weeks ago and we spent on night together and she told me afterward that she finally had her "closure" and could move on without animosity. Well, that obviously was not the case because this evening I get a text early in the evening stating:
Hope you are enjoying your evening. I'm about ready to throw up as I'm on my way out on a blind date. I can't sit at home forever. (it's been three days since I left mind you) Damn you for leaving me after three years.Then a few hours later this comes in:
You may feel some pain somewhere on your body. I'm afraid another pin is going in the you doll for tonight. Yes, it's sick and twisted but I just feel I must do it. Sorry.
Whatever, but it does make me curious as to how long she will go through life blaming me for every bad blind date.
Tuesday, August 14, 2012
A turning point in my catharsis
It's been almost 11 years since this journey began and the past three have been tumultous to the point of insanity but this evening I drove up to visit a woman friend of mine who is a healer named Luce and she know right away what I needed and she did a series of readings with me and provided the answers to questions I already knew but she was so accurate on everything that her validation served to set my resolve in concrete...I am on the right path and will undergo as series of life changing events from now through next spring and be the events of my lifetime to a point where I will FINALLY know peace within myself for the first time in my life. So to Luce my muse, healer, guide and friend I say thank you for giving me more clarity of thought and purpose than I thought was ever possible ~ Namaste
Friday, August 10, 2012
How long has it been?
How many times have I apologized for inflicting pain I never threw at you?
How many ways can I attempt to leave without hurting you?
It is impossible for me to do so and it breaks my heart to break yours.
You say I have no heart but trust me I feel every lie I have told you in it.
I don't really know the lies from the truth any more.
Are my dreams reality and my days my dreams?
I don't fucking know, nor do I really care.
I know I loved you as deep and as long as I was capable of doing.
I still do today and all ways will.
Same to the rest of you out there, you are no different and I kiss the wind in your paths.
I'm nearing the last round of this race and feel it clear as the door you all slammed at my back once so long ago.
There is no shame in self knowledge, the shame is in attempting to change what is at one's core.
I am pretty much ok with my accounting of emotional battles won and lost thus far and concede I could have been a better closer in the end with everyone yet so could we all and I grant you absolution, your bill is paid up with me, no score to settle no more.
Go in peace, I bid you adieu, farewell and nevermore. I will think of you often and fondly as you were in my eyes....at our beginning before all the hurt and discomfort and plausible lies....
Wednesday, May 9, 2012
NYC Man...Blink Your Eyes And I'll Be Gone
It can only lead to trouble if you break my heart If you accidentally crush it on the ides of March I'd prefer you were straight forward You don't have to go through all of that I'm a New York city man, baby Say "go" and that is that New York city man, you just say "go" and that is that I'm a New York city man, you just say "go" and that is that It's far too complicated to make up a lie That you'd have to remember and really why I wouldn't want to be around you If you don't want to have me around I'm a M-A-N-N man Slink your eyes and I'll gone I'm a M-A-N-N man, slink your eyes, honey, I love you, and I'll gone New York city man, slink your eyes and I'll gone Brutus made a pretty speech but Caesar was betrayed Lady Macbeth went crazy but Macbeth ended slain Ophelia and Desdamona dead leaving Hamlet in a play [- From :http://www.elyrics.net/read/l/lou-reed-lyrics/nyc-man-lyrics.html -] But I'm no Lear with blinded eyes Say " go " and I am gone The stars have shut their eyes up tight The earth has changed it's course A Kingdom sits on a black knight's back As he tries to mount a white jeweled horse While a clock full of butterflies on the hour Releases a thousand moths You say " leave" and I'll be gone Without any remorse No letters faxes phones or tears There's a difference between Bad and worse I'm a New York city man, blink your eyes and I'll be gone New York city - man, blink your eyes and I'll be gone New York city, I love you, New York city man New York city, I love you, blink your eyes and I'll be gone Just a little grain of sand New York city, ooohhh, I love you New York city, baby, blink your eyes and I'll be gone I love you
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