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For years I believed that “GOD” had a destiny for my life, however I was never able to figure out what that destiny was…

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From the age of 5 yrs old, I can remember thinking about life and coming to the realization that it was not what it appeared to be…

zhighwaysunsetNow as a man, I am certain that life is NOTHING that it appears to be… This world we live in is no more than the dream and vision of individuals before us. We live in a dream world. Placed into the middle of a real life version of “Monopoly”, which has created (unfortunately) the “rat race” of life.

Instead of being able to fulfill our destinies (which happen to be very simple), we are forced to play the “Game of Life”. We spend all our time and energy contributing and sustaining this Dream world, so that we can use our money to magically create “Happiness”. Except now, most people have to spend most thier time and energy just to SURVIVE in this dreamworld… zbonzitreeIn this world that we have created, I realize that it never had to be this way. The more that life goes by, the more I realize that simplicity is what brings us back to the source of our creation. My destiny was never to be this person or that person, rich or poor, famous or unknown. My destiny was never to BE anything…. just to know and to realize who I am.

Be love-be blessed,

-Ken (Hawke)

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Bless the child!

While riding the subway today, I saw two young kids get on the train with (I believe to be) their nanny.  If you ever catch me in the city,  I GUARRENTEE YOU that I have my music playing on my ipod .  Every once in a while, I remind myself that listening to my music seperates me from the outside world (Which can be a good thing, but it can also cause me to miss out on some special things occuring all around me)  So when I saw these kids get on the subway, I thought I would take the headphones out of my ears and observe the young brother and sister.

I listened to the little girl tell the nanny about something she did in school today and afterwards the boy was whispering something into the nannies ear so that his sister couldnt hear him.  Whatever the boy was saying, was causing the young nanny to smile and giggle.  The boy then smiled back at her.  I’m not exactly sure what the kids were saying, but I felt like I was witnessing something precious…  The voice of innocence.

I adore talking with children.  I reeaaaaalllly do!!  There is nothing more precious than the heart’s of little children.  Their hearts are beautiful! 

Just minutes earlier I was watching some of the mentally disturbed folks which happen to make up a decent percentage of New Yorkers…  I would observe the young children and then  look around at some of these adults and wonder how is it possible to go from something so sweet and innocent to  people with such uglieness, hatetred and loneliness….  I DO know why it happens, I guess it really doesnt matter WHY… The fact that it does happen is what saddens me.  What’s hard for me, is that I realize that EACH person I see in NYC who has gone (CRAZY,INSANE, ect…) and has lost all hope in life………………………… was at one time in there life an innocent child, just like the precious children I was observing earlier today.

I try to view life very possitive for the most part, however I do realize that (to alot of people out there) the world can be a very lonely and scary place…  😦  

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Love and blessings,

-Ken (Hawke)

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   I heard a song today that came on the MUSIC CHOICE ADULT TOP 40 radio.  It was a song by Natalie Merchant of the 10,000 maniacs (before her solo carear)  I find it strange that songs which I never paid much attention to growing up, seem to bring back the most memories and sense of nastalgic euphoria.   Maybe this song brings me back so much because Natalie Merchant and her band were formed at the community college in my hometown of Jamestown, NY.  So obviously this music was popular in my area.

WOW…  while writing this, I just remembered something that had slipped my mind which i havent thought about in years… In 7th grade (first day of Spanish class) the teacher gave out our textbooks for the year.  These books were OBVIOUSLY worn out.  I was the 8th or 9th student to had used the book.  (so if i seem poorly educated to you, at least you now have an idea as to why) lol :’)

Anyway,  back to this boring story…  I opened the back cover of my book and was reading the names of the students who had owned this book before me.  Wouldn’t you know… The second student to had owned my spanish book was future Diva, Natalie Merchant. 

It didnt mean much to me then (and still, it really doesnt mean a whole lot to me now), however it does happen to be a memory of mine and watching this video just happened to bring that into my mind.

I listen to this song now and I think about how much fun it was to have friendships(relationships)  in school and to enjoy all the things that make being a kid so special.  THis song also makes me NOW think about these days and experiences in NYC. 

“THESE ARE DEFINITELY DAYS I’LL REMEMBER” 🙂

These are the days
These are days you’ll remember
Never before and never since, I promise
Will the whole world be warm as this
And as you feel it,
You’ll know it’s true
That you are blessed and lucky
It’s true that you
Are touched by something
That will grow and bloom in you

These are days that you’ll remember
When May is rushing over you
With desire to be part of the miracles
You see in every hour
You’ll know it’s true
That you are blessed and lucky
It’s true that you are touched
By something that will grow and bloom in you

These are days
These are the days you might fill
With laughter until you break
These days you might feel
A shaft of light
Make its way across your face
And when you do
Then you’ll know how it was meant to be
See the signs and know their meaning
It’s true
Then you’ll know how it was meant to be
Hear the signs and know they’re speaking
To you

Love and blessings,

Ken (Hawke)

(send comments to kenbeersnyc@gmail.com or write comment’s below)

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