Thought Streams

The Pressure's High!

noreply@blogger.com (Quackster) — Tue, 17 Aug 2010 06:57:00 +0000

The pressure's high
Hot smoking steam
Clamored in confusion
I just want to scream

Whether I turn left
Or even in the right way
My missteps
Hinder the day

The walls cave in
Thinking on the whim
Impatience clutters
A level of dire grim

A need for change
Crying out in the desert
Can I be heard
Ineptitude to assert

I need to break loose
Widen the field
Think more clearly
For a foundation's build

The pressure's high
Enclosed in the burrows
My sorrows entrenches
Fallen into a furrow.

US Soccer Pride

noreply@blogger.com (Quackster) — Sat, 17 Jul 2010 04:27:00 +0000

What a summer?!

There were many great moments in the world cup this year from defeat of the defending world champions Italy to the surprise German youth movement. Obviously, what is etched in my mind is the Landon Donovan winning goal shot in extra time against Algeria. That certainly will stay with me forever.

Slowly but sure, soccer or what the world calls football is growing in the US. Let's hope for a brighter future in 2014. But for now, we take a pause to reflect on our national unity and the motto that drove the 2010 US Men's National Soccer Team. Please enjoy!

Its the summer

noreply@blogger.com (Quackster) — Thu, 08 Jul 2010 02:45:00 +0000

Its the summer
What a bummer

The gray skies
Make me despise

This is southern Cali
Not some New York alley

Please emerge from thy slumber
The sun of this hidden summer

Waiting
Debating

Concerned for the future
Taxiing to the departure

Clear skies I need
For sunshine to feed

Its the summer
What a bummer.

Success is Reaching Your Personal Best

noreply@blogger.com (Quackster) — Sat, 05 Jun 2010 08:25:00 +0000

In a tribute to one of the most influential teachers in my life, John Wooden, who passed away yesterday. I have been blessed to first learn about this great man early in my life in college with a quote that I shall never forget:

"Be more concerned with your character than your reputation, because your character is what you really are, while your reputation is merely what others think you are."

Trapped in a Flow

noreply@blogger.com (Quackster) — Fri, 04 Jun 2010 05:52:00 +0000

Trapped in a flow
Nowhere to go

What shall I do
Feel like fool

Against the current
A theme recurrent

My heart fervent
The mind dissonant

Stewing in my head
Confusion I tread

Need for a spark
For decisions landmark

Forced in a burrow
Creativity in furrow

Searching for the light
Inspiration's delight

Crying out a plea
Yearning to flee

Chastised to be quiet
The soul is a riot

Trapped in a flow
Somewhere I need to go.

Too Much Fast

noreply@blogger.com (Quackster) — Fri, 21 May 2010 03:28:00 +0000

The motor starts
Kaboom
Pedal to the metal
The engine vroom

From silent slumber
Ring Ding Ding
Jump start the day
The door opens fling

The light of morning
Gathers steam
Slow at first
It now brightly beams

Tick tock
The clock stalks
The dial ever so slightly
Then faster it balks

Speeds goes
Faster and faster
On a good pace
Novice to master

Exponents explode
Now its too quick
I'm losing the hold
The grip is slick

The engine goes
Revolutions in red
Brakes become listless
This I'm going to dread

Out of my control
Hanging loose
In stormy winds
Not what I choose

Nevertheless
The mess devours
Littered in frustration
The pain towers

No where good
This lack of constraint
Ready myself
About to faint

Boom
Splash
Bang
Crash

Timber
Fall from grace
Devastation
All over the place

Too much fast
The engine busts
The wall it smashes
Instantaneously combusts

Consequences
Time to take the flak
The heat it scours
Heavy on my back.

Communication Part 2

noreply@blogger.com (Quackster) — Wed, 05 May 2010 05:35:00 +0000

I am glad that you, my readers, enjoyed the Communication post so much, I would like to share more of our recent conversations. This time however, it is in poetic style. I hope you like it!

My Call:

It is Thursday dear
You have nothing to fear

The tide of time
Slides down sublime

Over the hump
Above the stump

We find ourselves veer
Toward the weekend steer

To play outside
Within us confide

I love you more
More in store

Around the corner
We look to garner

Fun
And more fun!

Her Reply:

Today it’s Thursday
Longing we convey

For Friday today
Delusions at play.

My Reply:

These rhymes we play
Are a diversion
For better times
Our immersion

Looking forward to
Tomorrow indeed
This imagination
We vigorously feed

We yearn for Friday
At tomorrow’s end
For the closing time
Our fun weekend!

Her Reply:

Delusion, illusion
Self neuronal medication
Caution on mental preservatives
Overuse could be corrosive

Time allotment freedom
Reward in a lump sum
We sold our eighty hour time
For a weekend and mere dimes

I'll Be In The Sky

noreply@blogger.com (Quackster) — Thu, 29 Apr 2010 07:38:00 +0000

In my opinion, this is where hip hop music needs to go:

Communication

noreply@blogger.com (Quackster) — Thu, 22 Apr 2010 07:45:00 +0000

Communication is conveying a message to a particular person. There is art and skill involved to good communication. Some communicate in a detail-oriented manner (which includes myself) while another can try to be quick and succinct (of which sometimes I try horribly). Others can do it with humor and a few express their ideas through fear (such as in dictators).

Earlier this morning, I sent the following message to my finace:

How are you doing my beloved and engaged partner in crime? I hope you slept well and kept warm. I was overheating yesterday so I left to go out and work. By the way, your brother came home yesterday to close an open window in his car and I didn’t know if you saw him. Anyway, have a beautiful day!

Her response was:

Good morning my beloved energy sharing functioning soul. Thank you for your well wishing on my energy balance level maintenance status. I hope you had a good physical maintenance routine. No, I did not see my genetic similar sharing sibling. I hope you have a positive subjective view of the time frame from 8-5pm also.

I thought it was hilarious, but very thoughtful. It is amazing how different people can express the same message in a variety of ways.

Is there any way you can communicate this message differently? It'd be interesting to see how you convey this point or interpret it.

I just wanted to share this quirky conversation I had with my fiance. I hope you enjoyed it. Thank you and have a great time.

Nowhere to Fear

noreply@blogger.com (Quackster) — Wed, 14 Apr 2010 03:06:00 +0000

I thought I was in the clear
Nowhere to fear

The storm had passed
And I was going fast

Straight along the highway
Without any dismay

Humming to the radio
Riding in a stroll

Drip drop splat
Came down enact

Tensions arise
Foretells a future demise

These light drops
Make my heart flop

Then in one fell swoop
The showers make me stoop

I manage expectations
Hoping for no more elevation

As I climb the mountain
It is a full blown fountain

The pitter-patter
Becomes a big spatter

Smack dab at the summit
Realization wacks with a big hit

It is not wet anymore
But more danger evermore

Like spikes of arrows
My stomach narrows

The windshield defends
What I cannot comprehend

Is that the blizzard snow
In the middle of April

Alas it is true
My soul is blue

What am I to do
Losing my cool

This white snowy nightmare
Stirs up a frustrated flare

A decision needs quickness
In this white mistiness

Drip drop splat
Rain in a matter of fact

The tortuous white night
Opens up for a better flight

I have made it through
A summit of code blue

The awful windy white
Is now out of my sight

Bypassing the summit
That made me submit

To nature's power
That made me cower

Lucky I was
My heart full of buzz

Into the clear
Nowhere to fear.

Inspired by the events of April 11, 2010 near midnight as I was returning to Southern California from San Francisco hitting a late snowstorm at the Tejon Pass on the 5 on a stormy day throughout the state.

Of These Coming Storms

noreply@blogger.com (Quackster) — Tue, 06 Apr 2010 04:26:00 +0000

Now the tides
Begin to rise
All around
Signaling the demise

What comes
Must go by
Despicable and sorrow
To the wayside

The status quo
Cannot go
Anymore at length
It is the foe

Disaster speaks
At whisper's length
Fail the Almighty
Lose more than a tenth

The thunderous cloud
Calls forth a rapture
A cleansing of sorts
Of false and ill-reputed stature

Down shall fall
An institution's merit
No glory nor honor
But dissonance inherit

Thy fate is at hand
The people speak
Protests and chants
Of the future bleak

God raises his voice
Louder and clearer
The tide crashes in
Washing the error

Are you in the steady
A foundation of rock
Or is it in quicksand
Fleeing the flock

Change your ways
The signal alarms
You have been warned
Of these coming storms

A letter this time
Will not suffice
Rectify these claims
Own up to the vice.

The Infallible Pope

noreply@blogger.com (Quackster) — Fri, 02 Apr 2010 07:01:00 +0000

It is time now to review this principle (as good as any), the thought that the pope is infallible. I'm not a theologian or an authority of the Catholic Church, but rather follower of the faith. As you may know, the Church is going through a rough period right now with the scandal that affects the priests and those in power within the Church, and how they have been maliciously robbing the youth (to say it in a understated manner). I predict that the Church will get through this as they always have throughout history, but changes will and should be in store.

One of those changes I think need revision is the principle of infallibility of the pope. It has been obvious in my own opinion that popes have in the past strayed from the path of holiness, yet their authority and power is considered infallible as it is dictated by the teachings of the Church. We as citizens and servants of God must obey the pope for it is his duty given by God to shepherd us. We are led to believe that we are human and that is why we make mistakes to which I agree wholeheartedly. We need the guidance of a holy person to shepherd us toward the light.

I'm not saying the pope cannot guide us to the path toward heaven however. Rather, I would follow a holy pope if he was truthful, enlightened and saw God in everything he did (a core principle of the Catholic faith). Theoretically, that person would act in a righteous manner when given the opportunity to promote justice. It now seems that Pope Benedict in the past may have knowingly or inadvertently caused more harm in his leadership as Bishop and Cardinal Ratzinger, who in high positions of the Church acted in ways perceived as corrupt.

Even if he inadvertently caused harm to others, you would think that as Pope Benedict, he would be remorseful of those decisions. I would still follow him if he were humble and owned up to those mistakes. However, the principle of infallibility will not allow him to do so. In fact, he writes a scathing but justified letter to the Irish congregation about the abuses of the Church in Ireland, without mentioning the problems affecting the German Church which is odd considering his German origin and the abuses there. I assume that would put the pope too close to breaking the infallibility principle.

There are cries out there now in the world for the resignation of the pope. Still others are taking matters to their own hands by with lawsuits (which probably will fail due to the mere fact that heads of state are immune to prosecution). Others have given up and left the faith. What am I to do? Oddly has it may seem, I am still the keeper of the faith. I know we will ride out this storm, but the aftermath of this pain will bring new revisions to Church policy just like Luther and the Reformation did for the Church.

This time, I believe one of those revisions or issues should be the infallibility of the pope. I hope that Pope Benedict will be courageous enough to proclaim that he, like me, is not infallible and that we are all human. According to Catholic teaching, his decrees are like new policies and rules within the Church. The only difference is that he has the calling of God to which I hold in high regard. He can still lead, but current issues obviously affect his leadership. What is a shepherd to do when he abuses his sheep, leaving them out for the wolves to prey?

The Church will be saved. I have no doubt about it as it is an institution run by God, but those within this institution shall have their day of justice if abuses are not corrected. I pray that these changes come soon and swiftly.

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I've been thinking about this issue for over several years now and I wanted to just bring them out into public view. I am a follower of the faith, but I believe the current situation in Church is dire and despicable. If these abuses continue to arise, a change shall surely happen and they should already be happening. The only issue then is, will the change be for the good or will this drastically affect the Church in a negative light? To that, I have no clear answer or opinion. It is at a breaking point and I wonder where the cards will fall.

May God help us all.

Disclaimer: This is an opinion of mine and has no bearing or authority on the teachings of the Church (even though I would like it to be taken into consideration). I have not the power to dictate policy or teachings within the Catholic Church.

One day...

noreply@blogger.com (Quackster) — Tue, 30 Mar 2010 07:27:00 +0000

...we will conquer our fears, downfalls and struggles. Until then, we shall strive 110% to reach that goal. Though the night brings pain and wickedness, the sun shall undoubtedly rise and we shall rise with it.

In a Show of Force

noreply@blogger.com (Quackster) — Fri, 26 Mar 2010 05:43:00 +0000

The monster wave
With its mighty fury
Crashes onto shore
In a show of force

It speaks mightily
Of peak performance
Heightened at the crest
Indomitable

Forging forward
Unrelenting in approach
Evenhandedly
It flexes it muscles

Always on the Verge

noreply@blogger.com (Quackster) — Thu, 18 Mar 2010 07:07:00 +0000

Always on the verge
Ready to merge

Something grabs a hold
Stopping me from the fold

I want to reach the goal
That burns in my soul

Forward the imperial march
Through the destitute marsh

To that better place
In the right chase

Optimism sets a course
For no more remorse

I seek such path
That cleanses the aftermath

Always on the verge
Ready to merge.

Forever Young

noreply@blogger.com (Quackster) — Sat, 13 Mar 2010 03:17:00 +0000

Wouldn't you want to be forever young? I'm sure I would, but alas the world does not work that way. A fruitful alternative therefore would be to have a "young" state of mind. Why? It will maintain our creativity and innovation.

My Fate

noreply@blogger.com (Quackster) — Wed, 10 Mar 2010 05:26:00 +0000

As the door creaks open
A monstrous figure appears
Dripping tears and sweat
Ferociously emitting fears

He growls fiercely loud
Terrifying the soul
Heat emanates from him
Blanketing the cold

The eyes seek you out
Mystifying in terror
He sees through the dark
Into the most inner

A blaze is lit
Engulfed is the room
I have no way out
Impending doom

I can see the hunger
The agony and pain within
Locked up in dormancy
Too long has it surely been

Rage fuels him
It shrouds the damp air
Encircled in flames
Affixed with a devious stare

A sudden movement
Is all it takes
One swift strike
And death seemingly makes

The ground quickly quivers
He has made his move
The thunderous quake
Like a hammered screw

I fall in grace
He devours the mold
An explosive transformation
Bends into the fold

Awakened from slumber
From the ashes pitiful
Flight takes its strong form
A phoenix in full

Morphed from the dreary
I have become him
In hunger and piercing pain
Filled to the bitter brim

I have returned
From the land of nether
Darting toward the goal
Of the dreams of better

Long it has been lost
Now I gather in powerful force
The passion and motivation
My flight takes it course

I shatter through the door
For opportunities embrace
Trailblazing through stubborn rock
Leaving a clear trace

My soul is lit with fire
The fervor resonates
I'm focused on my desires
I'll make my fate.

More Spark

noreply@blogger.com (Quackster) — Fri, 05 Mar 2010 04:23:00 +0000

Waiting
Now and later
It seems distant
More forever

Where am I
Listless
Fearing the fall
More restless

Sitting alone
Fired up to go
Held in place
More no

Anger beseeches
Riles my insides
Pain in the gut
More aside

The direct path
Closed indefinitely
Under construction
More debris

Stuck in a rut
Facing nowhere
Helpless
More tear

Quietly
Comes the dark
Another chance
More spark.

I know I have not posted anything for quite awhile. There have been many changing events in my life for the past few months. I shall soon share through my verses soon enough. The inspiration for this one was the blank, unimaginative mind I had while I was busy with the reality of life. The dust settles and now I return to the land of art and poetry. I hope to see you soon.

Never Give Up

noreply@blogger.com (Quackster) — Fri, 23 Oct 2009 00:33:00 +0000

Never give up
No let down
When times seem bleak
And the tide overbearing
Face it full steam

Get off the ground
Refocus the senses
Fixate the eyes
Listen to the beat
Follow the heart

The pain throttles
But soon subsides
The vitality grows
Rage burns furious
A forward march

Resistance to loss
No more agony
I see the goal
Never give up
Never let down
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In dedication to perseverance in attaining personal goals recently realized. A calculated risk taken and rewarded.

In the Music Mood

noreply@blogger.com (Quackster) — Wed, 14 Oct 2009 08:06:00 +0000

Hey everybody! I was "chillaxing" as I like to call it and searched the internet for cool music. As some of you know, I am a music aficionado in the area of Hip Hop/R & B. I venture out from time to time in other genres like alternative rock and pop. One of my favorite groups is OneRepublic and they recently released a new single which is catchy. Please do enjoy:

Waiting in Nowhere

noreply@blogger.com (Quackster) — Wed, 07 Oct 2009 21:34:00 +0000

Like a Chinese water torture
Drip and drop
My patience wears thin

The clock mocks me
Tick and tock
With its merciless second-hand

Pacing worried
Back and forth
Panicked thoughts of despair

Facing the discordant song
Twang and bang
The ears shutter in pain

Such an impasse in time
Frozen and immobile
Stuck in neutral

In no man's land
Here and there
Frowning at the lack of existence

A bubble encapsulated
Stopped and blocked
Agonizing for an option

An unanswered question
How and why
Waiting in nowhere.

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In dedication to those who are waiting for a phone call, a reply from a loved one, in search of themselves and in need of direction as well as those waiting in traffic. A lot of our life is spent waiting and it can often frustrate us. That's the feeling I try to capture here and I hope you like it.

The Flu Trap

noreply@blogger.com (Quackster) — Wed, 30 Sep 2009 05:07:00 +0000

It starts with a small cough
Innocuously innocent
A small pitiful itch
Nothing but a small dent

The nose begins to drip
Meaninglessly inattentive
A drip and a drop
Spattering without a motive

A quick sneeze
Faint formulation
Tainting just a little
Minor disposition

Bam!!!!

All hell breaks loose
A cold snap
Aches and pains
The flu trap!

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Winter is a nearing
Fall is here
The season of flu
Comes to appear.

Oh Stagnant Sun!

noreply@blogger.com (Quackster) — Thu, 24 Sep 2009 05:23:00 +0000

Blazing in the east
It rises to feast

The heat it brings
The sweat clings

A forceful beat
Sticks to your seat

Dry as a bone
Heavy as stone

Water, thirst
Ready to burst

Rays of daggers
Makes me stagger

No leniency
Nor clemency

A merciless tone
It doth condone

The grandeur
No flash of demure

Outright insanity
Proclaims its vanity

It is so hot
Kills my thought

You are not fun
Oh stagnant sun!
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It supposed to be the beginning of the fall season. Though I know I live in California, I thought it would begin to get a bit milder. I guess the sun has other plans.

In the Zone

noreply@blogger.com (Quackster) — Fri, 18 Sep 2009 08:11:00 +0000

Furious in temperament
I fly fast through the pages
In the zone
Fixated on the goal
The sounds disappear
I see only the light
No impedance
A clear path
Nothing can go wrong
I am here at last
Blastoff
Higher and yet much more
The heart slows down
Time is at a still
Freeze frame
My claim to fame
I go for the kill
The task is finished
The pinnacle is reached

Then

Reality hits with a bang!

Inspired by times when I am living in the moment, carpe diem, achieving the task I set forth without a problem or an obstacle. Oddly enough, time seems so much in a bliss when you're "in the zone." Too bad these times only last for a small part of life at a time. If only we did not get exhausted. Now I must head to bed. Good night!

Lost in Idiosyncrasy

noreply@blogger.com (Quackster) — Sun, 13 Sep 2009 05:22:00 +0000

The murky waters
A litany of pain
Clouds the situation
Confuses my aim

What am I to do
Forced into stupidity
Where have I been
Lost in idiosyncrasy

The fog rolls in
My path it covers
Trivial matters
Darken true colors

I have lost my way
A mind unclear
The wrath devours
I shutter in fear

On a moonless night
Even stars decline
The soul shrieks
No I am not fine

Sorrows litter the path
A train wreak indeed
Faced with hypocrisy
My heart bleeds

A reversal of fortune
Code red alert
The alarm rings true
Trouble I must avert

My heart knows thine
The actions were unkind
Stubborn I was for sure
Loosening the favored bind

I must initiate
Strengthen the hull
Seek purposeful action
Rid of this null

I come to reclaim
A passionate love
One that I once had
That peaceful dove

Then in one fell swoop
Crashing thunder
The ship runs aground
I am thrown under

Is it too late
Not knowing the way
The fate I face
Is here today

Waves crash in
Burying me further
Weight of my sins
Multiplies the blunder

In my pride
I sprung a leak
The truth was blindsided
And I became weak

Anger slights my path
In broken spirits lost
What am I to do
Count the cost?
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Sometimes, all we need is time alone to seek the truth. The pain that lives within shows itself in the light. No where to hide and no where to run. It speaks loud and clear. A change of course leaving despair and inaction behind. I seek to travel to new heights of passion and truth. My mind knows the truth and my heart leads the way.