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Wednesday, April 1, 2020

Constructive . . .

https://www.istockphoto.com/photos/construction?mediatype=

photography&phrase=construction&sort=mostpopular

. . . use of time . . .

. . . Damn the coffee.
Damn the sugar.
Damn the colonies.
Where's my future?
What awaits me?
I don't want to be
Napoleon of broken dreams . . .

Incidentally Broken
©2020 Raymond M. Jozwiak
Instrumental improvisations based upon an earlier composition, Broken

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Thursday, March 26, 2020

Broken . . .

. . . dreams . . .

https://www.discovermagazine.com/mind/why-do-some-people-always-

remember-their-dreams-while-others-almost-never

Just when I thought my little
Empire would never be conquered.
I was invincible.
Went from the frying pan
Right into the fire.
Now I don’t care at all.
I’m one smooth operator,
But standing two feet tall;
Was like some great dictator.

Damn the coffee.
Damn the sugar.
Damn the colonies.
Where’s my future?
What awaits me?
I don’t want to be
Napoleon of broken dreams.

So when I got myself
A taste of that glorious power.
It was intoxicating.
The more I took became
The more that I wanted.
But soon the thrill was gone.
Wanted to meet my maker.
I’ll pay for what I’ve done
Just like that great dictator.

Could be people like me
Should be alone.
Nothing is ever enough;
Enough for this eccentricity.

It’s said, by nature, that a
Man can become territorial.
And I’ve been known to do it.
Simple offense became
An outright obsession.
I got my just desserts.
Maybe I’ll see you later.
But still it could be worse
Just like that great dictator.

Broken
©1997 Raymond M. Jozwiak
(new demo of an old tune)

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Another Shot

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Monday, October 15, 2018

Take . . .

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Saturday, January 2, 2016

Sans . . .

. . . vocal . . .

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Wednesday, July 29, 2015

Interpretation . . .

I never have put much stock in the interpretation of dreams. The vast and varied array of characters, places and circumstances always appeared to be too outrageous, too unbelievable, to be able to place any stock in or to glean any worthy or rational lesson, instruction or insight therefrom. It almost seemed as if the nature, detail or level of gruesomeness contained in my dreams was purely the result of the food that I consumed at the dinner table and nothing more.

But now in my increasing years (and hopefully accompanying wisdom) dreams, like so many other aspects of life that I (and we all) ponder from time to time, no longer seem to be such a cut-and-dried affair (black-and-white, if you will and NO pun intended). On a (for lack of a better word) 'higher' plane, and when one does not attempt to skew, elucidate or embellish the significance of any one aspect, interpreting dreams may not be so ridiculous a pursuit as I once thought.

In short, I now view dreams in a broad, very, very human way as first, reflecting many and varied thoughts that cross our minds during the course of a normal day. But in addition to a reflection, maybe dreams are also a mechanism to reassure, comfort, or even dare I say - instruct us about situations or issues with which we are confronted being the mortal animals that we are. Much like the strength we glean from the support of friends, family and community in the instance of an abnormal human tragedy. Or even not unlike the comfort we receive during bereavement which girds and grounds and sends us back into the fray of our everyday lives.

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Sunday, November 2, 2014

Plunge . . .

At heaven's door we pick the lock
When all we had to do was knock
Though Alice she rattles her train of chains
The fetters are inward all the same

Take a look as you fall
Passing through another wall
Here is where the corn is cut
The wind comes down
Get off the pot
Get off the pot
Get off the pot

It's your world the way that you live
Eats the smile right off your face
You're not in Kansas anymore
I am the sheath I cry for more

Biding trends and waves of shock
The turbulence it turns me on
Nonetheless we're born and rocked
By divas, drunks and Barbie dolls

I signed up for high-wired acts
If I lose my balance just cut me some slack
I'm holding out for what can be
EMC squared possibility

Experience to be alive
The abstract now is literalized
You have dreams and nightmares to explore
Get the goods
Get off the floor
Get off the floor
Get off the floor

Plunge
[Recorded 10/31/2014 at The 'Bunker', Catonsville, MD, performed by OHO - Jay Graboski, David Reeve and Ray Jozwiak]

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Monday, July 14, 2014

Inspiration . . .

(from http://www.goodreads.com/quotes/tag/inspiration)
“Do one thing every day that scares you.”
― Eleanor Roosevelt

“We are what we pretend to be, so we must be careful about what we pretend to be.”
― Kurt Vonnegut

“When we love, we always strive to become better than we are. When we strive to become better than we are, everything around us becomes better too.”
― Paulo Coelho

“Hold fast to dreams,
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.”
― Langston Hughes

“We delight in the beauty of the butterfly, but rarely admit the changes it has gone through to achieve that beauty.”
― Maya Angelou

“You never have to change anything you got up in the middle of the night to write.”
― Saul Bellow

“The unexamined life is not worth living.”
― Socrates

“It's not the load that breaks you down, it's the way you carry it.”
― Lou Holtz

“I was never really insane except upon occasions when my heart was touched.”
― Edgar Allan Poe

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My latest solo release, '2014' of original, instrumental piano music, can be downloaded digitally at:

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Monday, April 14, 2014

Snappy . . .

. . . don't you think? . . .

Shouts in the street

I hear them as I'm walking home

Shoes on my feet

Touch down and take off as I roam

Dreams lifted up

So many pies in the sky

U-flying-o's

I duck them as they fly on by

Tomorrow takes care of itself

Today has its trial and its call

Janus he waits at your door

Rising or breaking his fall

You've got your "Time"

And secrets that love has betrayed

The long yellow line down your spine

That your feeling has frayed

Take my hand we may see

Everything we mean to be

When we meet again

Should it be under blanket of night?

All that remains

Is the matter of choice in disguise

Take my hand we may see

Everything we mean to be

Am I with you or you with me?

We have our time then take our leave

Deep in the heart

Where paradox finds its resolve

Long bodies live

They've learned how to bend to absolve

Now desire is the tie

That holds us fast to life

For the sweetness of the honey

Risk the peril of the hive

Now I'm running through your veins

In exchange I know your pain

All the lies have run aground

And to this earth I'm bound

Shouts In The Street
By John P. Graboski
(non-commercial recording by OHO - Jay Graboski, David Reeve & Ray Jozwiak)

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Saturday, November 23, 2013

Dreams. . .

If only we could dispense with every bad situation in our own lives as easily as Newhart, Cranston et al. . . (remember Bobby's dream in Dallas). . .

(from http://www.today.com/entertainment/breaking-bad-alternate-ending-reveals-it-was-malcolm-dream-2D11603773)
For those who didn't care for the actual dark and bloody "Bad" finale, picture this: Cranston (as "Malcolm's" dad Hal) wakes up in bed next to his wife Lois (Jane Kaczmarek) from "the scariest dream." Huddling under his covers, he whimpers to her that he'd dreamed he was a meth dealer whose companions included a man who looked "like the guy from 'The Shield'" (Dean Norris' Hank Schrader) and "a man child" (Aaron Paul's Jesse) "who always looked like he was wearing his older brother's clothes" and used "the b-word a lot." The faux ending sequence is a nod to "Newhart's" 1990 series finale, in which Bob Newhart woke up in bed next to his "The Bob Newhart Show" wife (Suzanne Pleshette) and declared he'd had a dream that essentially rendered "Newhart" as a long, confusing nightmare. Meanwhile, back in the "Bad" clip (which Sony Pictures had pulled from YouTube citing copyright infringement, but can currently be seen here), Lois is dubious of Hal's fears. "I knew this was going to happen, you grow a beard and suddenly you think you're Osama bin Laden," she says.

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Friday, October 25, 2013

Love . . .

by William Wordsworth

All Thoughts, all Passions, all Delights,
Whatever stirs this mortal Frame,
All are but Ministers of Love,
And feed his sacred flame.

Oft in my waking dreams do I
Live o'er again that happy hour,
When midway on the Mount I lay
Beside the Ruin'd Tower.

The Moonshine stealing o'er the scene
Had blended with the Lights of Eve;
And she was there, my Hope, my Joy,
My own dear Genevieve!

She lean'd against the Armed Man,
The Statue of the Armed Knight:
She stood and listen'd to my Harp
Amid the ling'ring Light.

Few Sorrows hath she of her own,
My Hope, my Joy, my Genevieve!
She loves me best, whene'er I sing
The Songs, that make her grieve.

I play'd a soft and doleful Air,
I sang an old and moving Story--
An old rude Song that fitted well
The Ruin wild and hoary.

She listen'd with a flitting Blush,
With downcast Eyes and modest Grace;
For well she knew, I could not choose
But gaze upon her Face.

I told her of the Knight, that wore
Upon his Shield a burning Brand;
And that for ten long Years he woo'd
_The Lady of the Land_.

I told her, how he pin'd: and, ah!
The low, the deep, the pleading tone,
With which I sang another's Love,
Interpreted my own.

She listen'd with a flitting Blush,
With downcast Eyes and modest Grace;
And she forgave me, that I gaz'd
Too fondly on her Face!

But when I told the cruel scorn
Which craz'd this bold and lovely Knight,
And that be cross'd the mountain woods
Nor rested day nor night;

That sometimes from the savage Den,
And sometimes from the darksome Shade,
And sometimes starting up at once
In green and sunny Glade,

There came, and look'd him in the face,
An Angel beautiful and bright;
And that he knew, it was a Fiend,
This miserable Knight!

And that, unknowing what he did,
He leapt amid a murd'rous Band,
And sav'd from Outrage worse than Death
The Lady of the Land;

And how she wept and clasp'd his knees
And how she tended him in vain--
And ever strove to expiate
The Scorn, that craz'd his Brain

And that she nurs'd him in a Cave;
And how his Madness went away
When on the yellow forest leaves
A dying Man he lay;

His dying words--but when I reach'd
That tenderest strain of all the Ditty,
My falt'ring Voice and pausing Harp
Disturb'd her Soul with Pity!

All Impulses of Soul and Sense
Had thrill'd my guileless Genevieve,
The Music, and the doleful Tale,
The rich and balmy Eve;

And Hopes, and Fears that kindle Hope,
An undistinguishable Throng!
And gentle Wishes long subdued,
Subdued and cherish'd long!

She wept with pity and delight,
She blush'd with love and maiden shame;
And, like the murmur of a dream,
I heard her breathe my name.

Her Bosom heav'd--she stepp'd aside;
As conscious of my Look, she stepp'd--
Then suddenly with timorous eye
She fled to me and wept.

She half inclosed me with her arms,
She press'd me with a meek embrace;
And bending back her head look'd up,
And gaz'd upon my face.

'Twas partly Love, and partly Fear,
And partly 'twas a bashful Art
That I might rather feel than see
The Swelling of her Heart.

I calm'd her Tears; and she was calm,
And told her love with virgin Pride.
And so I won my Genevieve,
My bright and beauteous Bride!

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