Practice . . .

. . . makes

. . . perfect . . .



“Practice doesn't make perfect.
Practice reduces the imperfection.”
― Toba Beta

“Practice makes the master.”
― Patrick Rothfuss

“No matter how much falls on us, we keep plowing ahead. That's the only way to keep the roads clear.”
― Greg Kincaid

“If you want to find the real competition, just look in the mirror. After awhile you'll see your rivals scrambling for second place.”
― Criss Jami, Killosophy

“It is a mistake to think that the practice of my art has become easy to me. I assure you, dear friend, no one has given so much care to the study of composition as I. There is scarcely a famous master in music whose works I have not frequently and diligently studied.”
― Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart

“Sex, whatever else it is, is an athletic skill. The more you practice, the more you can, the more you want to, the more you enjoy it, the less it tires you.”
― Robert A. Heinlein


Paleolithic Goddess Figurine
Recorded live at the compound by OHO (Jay Graboski, David Reeve & Ray Jozwiak)





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So much music. . .

. . . so little time. . . 

Here's an instrumental performance of an older, never recorded composition, rife with imperfections.  (You sing it.)


Words are all that I have to express all the things I would
Like to be able to tell you  but don't quite know how
Couldn't before and still can't do it now
During all of this time that's transpired little's changed but
A lot has occurred in my thoughts and my feelings for you
Countless superior intellects have searched for answers
I never gave it a whole lot of thought

Until I tried to let you know how much I feel inside
Until I tried to let you know how much I feel inside
for you

I have always believed that it's true very few things I'll
Ever encounter will be quite as precious as you
The magic between us so rare and so new
Though I'm not one of those that you find who has always the
Need to express to so many  exactly what he has in mind
I find I have this burning that's deep down inside me
For words I never needed before

Until I tried to let you know how much I feel  inside
Until I tried to let you know how much I feel  inside
for you

I can't imagine ever having my life depend upon eloquence
And maybe it doesn't
But after all this time together it seems long overdue
And in the end it probably doesn't make a difference in how you feel
If I never say it

Now I'm daily rehearsing the way to articulate
Every syllable nuance and stress when I say
How much I need to have you here today
And I won't give it up easily I suspect that it's
Just as important to you as it is now to me
The words we use themselves have no meaning
So all the more must I make them right

Now that I try to let you know how much I feel  inside
Until I tried to let you know how much I feel inside
for you


Until I Tried
©2007 Raymond M. Jozwiak





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Drama . . .

. . . is not my forte . . .

. . . but in addition to sorrow, grief and concern, I have experienced much of it recently. 

Not only has mortality made its point clear to me once again, but the notion of imperfection has been reinforced. 

I knew that I had become a 'grownup' the day I realized that my heroes had faults.  They were real people who offered me something that I required but did not possess myself.  And although each one was, in my eyes, a master in his individual field, he was merely a human being complete with imperfections, just like me.  Since it is beyond my capability to change that fact and since I most certainly do not possess the ability to make him (nor myself, for that matter) perfect,  I, myself choose to continue to appreciate him for his redeeming abilities or disassociate myself from him for his flaws.  It is my choice.  I must make it and I must live with it. 

Isn't this what we all do?

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