Pops N Peach

Dear Peach

2013-01-30T20:31:00.000-05:00

Dear Peach
It's been too long
Are we both lost in the throng

Oh Prunus Persica
How have you been
I miss this act we had together, the art of the pen (or in this case the keyboard)

I relate the stories
I relate the times
Oh those great times

My friends I tell them too
Smiles and laughs I give
Of how we both used to live

But these gifts I run short of
Little we have recently shared
Long since our antics were paired

I don't ask for much
We are growing, I know
But every now and then, let's put on a show

Distance there may be
Time may not be on our side
At least we will have tried

Despite the miles, stories can still be made
No obstacle has held us back
No, there is nothing that we lack

So if you're willing
Let us give this a try
The only limit is the sky

I am the truth

2012-07-11T18:57:00.001-04:00

You shall know the truth, and the truth shall set you free. John 8:32

Many today say there is no such thing as absolute truth. From philosophers to pop musicians, the word goes out that "true" is the only what you want it to be, and what is "true" for you isn't necessarily "true" for anyone else.
But Jesus Christ is absolute truth. Dozens of times He declares, "I tell you the truth.". In one of His boldest and most uncompromising statements He affirmed, "I am the way, the truth, and the life" (John 14:6). The writer of the Gospel of John stated, "grace and truth came through Jesus Christ." (John 1:17). James said that God "chose to give us birth through the word of truth" (James 1:18'NIV)
Do not be misled by the moral and spiritual relativity of our age. God has revealed His truth to us - in His written Word, the Bible, and in the living Word, Jesus Christ. And because Jesus is absolute truth, you can depend on Him absolutely!

The Day Is at Hand

2012-07-07T12:33:00.000-04:00

I once read about a sundial on which was inscribed the cryptic message, ''It is later than you think.'' Travelers would often pause to meditate on the meaning of that phrase. Its author undoubtedly wanted to remind others of the shortness of the uncertainty of life.
We Christians have a sundial-the Word of God. From Genesis to Revelation it bears its warning: ''It is later than you think.'' Writing the the Christians of his day Paul said, ''It is already the hour for you to awaken from sleep; for now salvation is nearer to us than when we believed. The night is almost gone, and the day is at hand. Let us therefore lay aside the deeds of darkness and put on the armor of light'' (Rom. 13:11-12, NASB)
Learn to live each day as if it were your last. Some day it will be.

Man, I Feel Like a...

2012-01-17T10:20:00.001-05:00

What?! What do I feel like?! I'll tell you, but don't judge. I feel like a woman. Let's let that sink in, now know I'm a guy, now know that this is not how I really feel. It's a song by Shania Twain, one that I discovered around middle school when it was what my mom listened to. So, being a middle schooler, and hearing it all the time, I grew to enjoy it. I borrowed the CD and listened to it as much as my mom had. I enjoyed it enough to grace my friend Cody with hearing it. He too took a liking to it, Man, I Feel Like a Woman being our favorite song.

We listened to it non-stop, we learned all the words and sang it as loud as we could. We didn't care about the potential strange looks we got from others, which I'm sure we got plenty, and even now I'm sure we wouldn't care.

I remember one moment when we were sing that song, it was a beautiful sunny day and Cody and I were just outside of his garage, listening to the music coming from it. I don't remember exactly what we were doing outside, perhaps basketball, inventing something, eating food off one of the cars, whichever it was we were singing along to the song while doing it. Unknowingly to us, Cody's dad had come to the garage to get something and witnessed Cody and I proudly proclaiming how wonderful it was to be a woman. Again, I don't exactly remember, but I'm pretty sure that when his dad told us he saw us we exchanged looks and started laughing.

I know it may not be the most interesting story out there, but I heard the song the other day and decided to write about the memories it brings back. As I write this I just had an idea, there are so many songs that are apart of our lives, Cody's and mine that is, that we should start a series of posts telling the stories of our lives in which songs are involved. Yeah, I like this idea, let's do it.

Yes Yes

Pops

Contextual Reality

2012-01-01T10:13:00.000-05:00

Every year, once a year, Americans gather together to celebrate the end and the beginning of something new. New Year's, a time for resolutions to set our lives straight with a clean slate. We make changes in our lives, hoping that against all odds that we will keep them, and we don't. In the context of life, of reality, deciding to change ourselves from one person to another, even over the course of a year, is quite an undertaking, and chances of succeeding are slim.

But fret not! Continue and set your goals! Goals are what keep us moving, and even if we do not succeed by the end of the allotted time, we have grown. And of course there are those few lucky and determined people who do succeed and I applaud them.

Here are some things to consider when making your New Year's resolution. Don't set yourself up for disappointment by setting unrealistic goals. For example, deciding to become a millionaire in a year is a bit unrealistic. But also know that even the smallest, most simple of goals may never come to fruition. Don't be put down by this, as long as you tried your best to reach your goal you can claim success. The key here is to never stop trying and to never forget the task you have set for yourself. One of the foremost mistakes made is forgetting what you're resolution is. If you end up forgetting what it was that probably means you had either already given up, it wasn't a serious resolution, or it wasn't important enough to you to remember it. If you plan on making a change in your life at least choose one that is important to you.

So I ask, what improvements do you plan on making this year? How will you better yourself? And why is this New Years resolution important to you?

To all, Happy New Years.

Pops

Pops and Peach yo

2011-12-29T19:04:00.002-05:00

ay, we pops n peach
swag turned up you can barly reach
u wanna learn a few things then ig we can teach
they try to tell us no
try to shatter all our dreams
but we always get up and go
to bigger better things
we use words to paint pictures, young Picasso's
ya hearing what im layin? ya i thought so
we on the march never waitin on no man
refuse to be distracted by haters and romance
this is the true story type of movie, fandango
strange story cause we wack yo
they got us on top like a halo, a christmas tree angel
our team attack the game from all angels
passin all these haters, just pussycats, bengals
BAM! that just happened

The Poem Poem

2011-12-29T13:03:00.004-05:00

Writing non-stop, with a skip and a hop, I know I'll make it to the top. Say whoa! Oh! I'm not going to slow. I write hip-hop, rap, and slam to the jam. I write poems and show 'em to all who are artistically inclined and know my mind.

I can throw rhymes together and over time it's like a song to the ear. I do not smear, I do not slur my words together. I'm better than ever and you can bet I'll get even better than that.

Intrepid I am, and yes, I did just say that, and that's right, I'll never be on the lam. I'm telling the truth, it doesn't take a sleuth to know when I blow out a poem I know how to flow 'em.

I'm crammin' all the time. At school, in the gym, at the pool takin' a swim. What I write comes from the heart, meaningful and tart.

Poems and Proverbs

Damn Girl Lyrics

2011-12-28T15:23:00.001-05:00

Last night I was walking down the street, I met a girl rocking to the beat on her phone. She said she loves to dance, so I, being sly, sing along. We danced all night, till the break of dawn. She said "Alright, take me home boy". Damn girl, you're wearing me out. Damn girl, you're making me shout. Damn girl, the way you move. The way you move, damn. This morning I woke up and love was falling down from the sky. Ring ring there's the phone. She said "Come over baby please, I've been missing you." We danced all night, till the break of dawn. She said alright, you've got's to go home boy. Damn girl, you're wearing me out. Damn girl, you're making me shout. Damn girl, the way you move. The way you move, damn.

Do it for the right reasons (Thank you)

2011-12-19T15:25:00.003-05:00

Today I have started my expedition in the world of story telling. My long life dream, slowly being fulfilled. It won't be an easy task, I remind you. This I have learned first hand. Many struggles have been intervening my path along the way. Confidence. Persevere. Writers block. My most loathed nemesis... Whether or not the readers - that would be you, enjoy viewing my work as much as I enjoy composing it.
My ambition to become a novelist, is fueled not only by my obsession to write, but by the response I get from the readers. Knowing even one soul in this world appreciates my work, leaves me gratified. I'm not saying it isn't every writers dream to be well known and fame higher than the heavens. But my purpose is not to reserve a spot for me in the light, but to foretell and embark in a world far more wonderful than our own. To have those who join me in this world, fall in love with it. I'm no master story teller by any means. Don't take this to heart. But that doesn't mean I won't attempt it.
Dreams are either chased, or kept only for dreaming. This is my dream. I chose to pursue it. I have you to thank for that. For keeping me strong when I become weak. For giving me recognition, the insight to do this for the right reasons. That reason, is you.

We Have Been Found Wanting

2011-12-17T13:34:00.001-05:00

On this little marble ball we are spun, and we are strung through the eye of the needle. Waiting to be placed with steady hand, into that little niche that we are destined to fall into. But lo, we fear that place! We tangle and twist, knotting ourselves up, tight and bound. The thread, in our mind, is simply not strong enough to handle the stress, the burden, the strength needed to remain steadfast and true. We have been found wanting!

Certainly it is truth. Many have fallen from the eye, many have been bound too tightly, many slip away from that glorious place of which they were put with such grace. We are of the same string, none of us worthy to cut ourselves away from the bonds of those who came before us.

No, a new thread had to be spun in, intertwined with us, sharing with us, taking our weakness upon itself and making us strong as we aught to be. However invisible, its grasp is felt as strong as a fathers loving hug. To deny it is to be cut off, lost in a midst of mindless wanderings. To accept it is to relinquish every fiber of our being to what has been bound to us. Knowing we will be stretched, pulled, and worn while having faith in that which surrounds us to keep us from being torn.

We have been found wanting, but we will want no more!

Bold actions

2011-12-17T01:16:00.001-05:00

Lately I have been having a collection of concerns beginning to surface. Many of you may be getting a little frustrated with the lack of detail I tend to create for you. My apologies. In time, you will discover the meaning behind it. But for now, you will have to bare with me during the time you are in the dark.
Today I have done something I have not been known to do. I surprised myself by these actions. In a way, I saw a side of me I have not observed in past. I took a leap of faith. Will it be beneficial? Time can only tell.
I am pleased by the bold actions I have taken today. That, I can not withhold truth from. But I am also concerned by them. Was it the right move? What will this bring? Should I have taken a different approach? Sometimes It is better to act without thought, then to scheme multiple tactics. Experience will be the only teacher for that lesson to be acknowledged. With that said, I imagine today will be the ultimate lesson. Let us perceive the outcome.

The choice is yours

2011-12-15T23:44:00.000-05:00

Are you leaving a legacy? Or just leaving? Now pardon me while I go a little over the top and get right to the point. When you take your last breath on this earth, and you pass on to the after life, and you have to stand before your God, are you going to be proud of your life? Or in tears because you realized you wasted it? Now I told you I wasn't going to pull any punches, this is serious. Your life is serious. You've been blessed with God given talents and skills to improve the quality of your life style, and to improve the quality of others lives. It is such a shame to know that 95% never get the financial freedom necessary to truly live their passionate purpose. Now don't be one of the 95%. Move your self to that top 5 % who really live. Not just survive in this concrete jungle.
Have you ever walked along the beach just right down to where the water rolls up on to the shore? As your foot lifts from the sand you can, for just a moment, see your foot print embedded in the earth. But then, with in a blink of an eye, the sand fills in on itself. Leaving your footprint with no trace. The earth surface is smooth again, as if you hadn't left your foot print there just moments before. Do you want that to be an example of your life? I don't. I want to create something. A legacy. That lives on long after I leave this earth. Carnegie said, and I quote. "I want to spend half my life e massing as much money as I can, and the other half, giving it all away." And that is exactly what he did. He understood the concept, that the purpose of money is merely to trade it for the things that you want and the things that you want to do with your life.
Let me make this perfectly clear. You will never be able to truly live, truly able to enjoy life, truly be able to make a difference, until you achieve celebrity status and financial independence. So the question I have to ask you is. Are you going to leave a legacy? Or just leave?

Make it happen

2011-12-14T21:50:00.000-05:00

Everyone has been to the point in their life when you are just not satisfied. Well I've been here on multiple encounters. My most recent one, today. Most of you know the events that have occurred in the past few years of my young life. For those of you who are clueless, strap in, you're about to.
June 30, 2007. Pennsylvania to Texas. That date marks the point in time where my life took a drastic turn. Sometimes I think for the better, sometimes for the worse. I spent my entire childhood in Pennsylvania. It was all I would ever come to know for 16 years. Moving to Texas was not only a broad change in scenery, but also the way of life. I myself, had been changing after time had passed. Again, sometimes I think for the better, sometimes for the worse. I'm not going to go into detail with the changes, (Some things are better left unsaid) but I will tell you this. I would not change a thing.
In every form of transformation I have endured, I have learned something. I would not be the man I have become today if not for these changes. I'm proud of who I have become-so far, we never seize to grow. The most important thing I will walk away with from this, is the insight of knowing what you have before it's gone. That is all the light I will shed on that subject. No sharing stories, no telling you what I've lost. What is there, is what you get. Harsh or not. Some things are better learned in solitary.
Now to the meaning behind the title. When daydreaming, I become surrounded by my thoughts. Almost as if taking to a new world beyond our own-who doesn't? In this time of fool's paradise I found myself staring at my wrist. On my wrist, a bracelet reading "Make It Happen." Then as if waking from a slumber, I realize. How can you put a price on true happiness? Meaning, why do the things you dread doing, when you could put that effort into what you love? The solution. Do what you love to do the most.-Also an accessory I wear for a reminder. And what you read just before this sentence, is exactly what I will do. I encourage you to do the same. Life, it's just to short.

Getting Served

2011-12-14T21:17:00.000-05:00

Bro, you straight served me with that post. The one I wrote is not worthy of being the first post. Oh well, all's well that ends well (I know I didn't use that in the correct context, but it's what came to my mind).

I suppose some explaining is due in regards to the title of this blog. Sophomore year, in Mrs. Pervis' english class, Cody and I started coming up for nicknames for everyone in the class. I don't remember most of the ones we came up with, but I do remember ours. I was given the nickname of Pops and Cody got the name Peach, I don't know why we decided on those names, but it's what we came up with.

For me to be able to call Cody Peach, and Cody to be able to call me Pops, and not be worried about any judgement we get from it, we definitely have to be as close as brothers. You hit it on the nose Cody, what we have is brotherhood. Despite him living in Texas and me living in Pennsylvania, we still end up doing and acting the same way without each others knowledge. That's usually something you hear about twins doing, but we're obviously not twins, we're just a lot alike, which is awesome.

Through the life of this blog you can probably expect random conversations back and forth between me and Cody, random stories of our past, and almost most definitely un-comprehensible run-ons that Cody and I end up doing. We will probably end up saying weird things that become sayings, Yes Yes. But also expect really deep posts, and bear with us when we come up with awesome ideas that we end up running headlong into with no thought about what barriers may be in our way.

Please enjoy this blog as much as Cody and I are going to enjoy it. It's going to be a blast.

Brothers to the end.

2011-12-14T18:25:00.002-05:00

As Drew stated in his post, my name is Cody. Maybe you've heard of me, maybe you have not. That's beside the point. I'm not here to write a biography or tell you my life story. I'm here to express my views and outtakes openly for your entertainment. Not everything I share with you will be agreed with - Which is obvious. With that said, let me begin.
Now I know I stated I'm not here to tell you my life story. But that doesn't mean you shouldn't be filled in on a few minor details. Drew and I go way back. Third grade to be precise. Our interest consist in many of the same material- which is why we have decided to explore co-writing a blog together. To sum things up, our childhoods could be told in one shared story. Some of you may categorize our association as ''Best Friends.'' Which is perfectly fine with me. But to me, there is a point were best friends reaches an advanced level. Brotherhood.
Drew and I both hope you enjoy our rambles and decide to follow us on our journey. We may not know were we will end up, but we do know one thing. This is our passion.

Drew Anderson

2011-12-14T16:41:00.001-05:00

Hey guys, I'm Drew, some of you know me. I write for 3 other blogs and on this one I'm writing with my best friend, Cody Blair. We write, and it's what we do, and we do it, writing, 'cause we can. Cody, how about a word from you.