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Son of Shine



Booksie Address: http://www.booksie.com/Son_of_Shine
Country: United States
Favorite book: ....so many favorites....currently reading 'Earth's Children' series by Jean Auel
Member Since: Sep 8, 2009

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Most of my 'literary' jaunts into published works are of the musical variety, and I'm usually the music arranger/composer within those bodies of works, which are still being accumulated into copyrighted status.....at least in the 'Important personal assets' dept there is a long history, going back to the late 60's.  I'm a member of the BMI group....what?? oh, don't mean I've recieved a royalty check lately, and I'm independently wealthy and regularly hosting  recognizable artists and playboy bunnies...but, I do like to write, record,and play the songs that I'd humbly call my own, but, better yet is collaborating with others giving their hearts in pursuit of the muse among us... 

  As I'm still a love child of the 60's, most of my body of works presides in that era, and have recently expanded into the short story world, due to encouragements from friends and family.... I might be the most self-effacing character you'll come to meet, as I hesitantly expose my 'works' to you, but, I will say that a great body of humor does not often reside in the smug and the self-righteous, though humor can be found in so many different origins, perhaps it would be better if I WAS a very smug, self-righteous character.......NAAAH.....

....now, wasn't that subliminally smug of me to say.... I'd also like to say that bios that I somehow manage to submit eventually are far afield of one another, and it is my dragging and kicking of the process of writing much of anything....maybe....but, really...just knowing I'm from OKC and that I'm fifty-eight says enough to exit and move on... to some...

You might like me anyways cause I'm still counting on my brothers and sisters to never give up on life, though there be a monster of a contingency of posers to contend with, who know the delusions of appearances, where so many are prompted to forget themselves for the sake of shallow/deep conversations that pursue perfection someone big has defined as in the forefront of his or her recipe, finding out only later that it was a plagarized, very generic fruit that will only get you a level of agreeability and, how many among us have put sincere effort and sacrifice into their very serious efforts to manage the perfectly timed synapses an author has to be percieved as being at least eventually capable of  ??  How long before you eventually loosened up enough to allow yourself to entertain your crowd the way you were entertained eventually by the ways of the characters in your life?  The eventual product is so often inciteful and amazingly full of the mindset of so many that it is often hard not to succed in triggering resolution and gifted, memorable moments long forgotten or translated into forgettable non-events, more a distraction than a potential epiphany...  It's right there, in front of your senses, awaiting your muse to 'appear'  when the value of explorations among the elements compels you to teave the thinking for the sake of the presence that is more an inclination to embrace the very air of your present inhale for its role in the 'being' that comes on the uninhibited exhale, suddenly engaged in the present, where good and bad circumstances are always awaiting avid explorations into what your heart will always find a thoughtful, imaginative wonder that is not empty and valueless like your greatest critic....yourself, at times presumes to judge, simply out of regard for the dismissive and aggressive moments that appear out of habit, or out of 'nowhere' in all our lives...

Trick is, to make that first moment express that inhale from the present, no matter the exhale that evades the conscious when soon to follow comes the next event amid the focused minds that scan the lines, searching that being for the personal reward so simple that it becomes alive and real in the way our mutual senses either 'seize the day', or take that role you too often felt the world was all the better for.... and consent is given to celebrate the stranger who always comes and pulls the magic out of our hats, though he 'be' in no fundamental way, more astutely conscious of his being, the advantage is always to the one who knows the value of the commonly overlooked, presuming such attending to detail and the trivial as more tiresome, putting at risk any story or song, or novel.  Valuing one's 'own'  presumptions of  those who like a good story is formulaic, and the body of work has but a narrow or widely diverse list of characters and events can still become so familiar that the effect is...predictable..

I'd feel better playing the role of the presumptive character, who aspires to an aristocratic air that lives among the immune in a world, sick with calamity, who presumes his own fearlessness on grounds that his lack of concerns is an asset of great value, where chaos and stress are but evil infecting evil.  There is no cincere 'being' other than the 'being' he was the day before,and the posing of himself as nobility has little chance of being,and his enlisted troupe of apparent confidants have no sense beyond their potential entitlements, no scruples beyond the willing presumptions that assume themselves advanced to within the gates of heaven, schooled to lead those worthy  of eventual asssension themselves in the ways of  'being' ... What a farsical fantasy could be had with such an unseemly, unadaptable 'being'....

Some folks like to read, some like to write, and some just like to type, coming upon the most outrageously plausible encounters that are just....there.....among my struggles for the infinite sentence, I type.....review....type...amend....type....edit.....type...get carried  away to strange clause combinations, and a lifetime supply of 'commas and pauses to somehow suggest the inhales and exhales...

Write a story??? commendably brilliant......sounds good.... 

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