It makes sense that we try to find out tribe. We want to be in a mixture of people whom we are a part of their family, in a sense, I think he made some interesting points about being a leader, but what does it also say about us, as participants?
It makes sense that we try to find out tribe. We want to be in a mixture of people whom we are a part of their family, in a sense, I think he made some interesting points about being a leader, but what does it also say about us, as participants?
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken.
Love’s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle’s compass come:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
One of my favorates when I was younger in high school.
“Train up a child in the way they should go,
and when they are young, they will tell you when you don’t do it either.”
-D.S. Keith
I wrote this poem a long time ago. like 5 or 6 years. I
was in a bluzy mood and wondered if I was going write lyrics for a blues ballad, what would it sound like. So this has no attachment to anyone in particular, just was trying to catch a bluzy song.
Sour Note Calm
by David S Keith
A sour note calm has got me, lonely times are ahead.
My baby’s gone and left me, lonely nights in my bed.
Sour note calm hangin’ round me, full of unease and suspense,
Working me with its rhythm, in my present tense.
I can feel my music changing, sour note to the sweet
The rest I need is a comin’, a’ drumming to the beat.
Sour note calm keeps me draggin’,
Sour note calm keeps me dry,
Sour note calm keeps the sun down,
Filling my blue with dark sky.
Sour note calm is a fever, burning on my mind,
It seizes me with its fingers, wraps my heart in a bind.
Sour note calm—let me go now, the sun’s gonna shine on me.
You think you’re the Master of all men, but the only Master is He.
Tonight my tune is a changin’, steady on sure to flirt,
A sweet girl caught my fancy, pretty lips in a skirt.
Grown-ups never understand anything for themselves, and it is tiresome for children to be always and forever explaining things to them.
Antoine de Saint-Exupery (1900 – 1944), “The Little Prince”, 1943
So, my little ones are realy cute. It’s amazing what kids can do, teach, reflect, and demonstrate



Three little ones. So different, individual in every way.
Gracie often tells me 2 things:
“Dad, you’re not listening to me” and “Dad, I’m Angry at you!”
Sammy usually says:
“Mommy-daddy, cars? Peez? Carz, Moo-ee?”
Benson usually says:
“Agoooo….cccaaaaaaa, blblblblb”
I’m planning on being a Family Doctor who also have a board certification in Osteopathic Manipulative Medicine. Most people have the idea that it’s like Chiropractics, and it is, because Chiropractics came FROM the original osteopath, Dr. Andrew Still in Missouri. This is a little blip on what OMM is:
Jackson Pollock(1912-1956) was an American Artist with one of the most unique artist because of the way he painted. He really didn’t paint objects, he painted…well, take a look. This is Autumn Rhythm

Autumn Rhythm by Jackson Pollock
So, here’s an example of what Elizabeth Gilbert was saying. He redefined a whole art movement with his ideas of paints, “dripping” and “pouring” techniques. And in the end, he was a heavy drinker, struggled with depression, and ultimately died in a car crash, under the influence of alcohol.
So? Brilliant guy, painter extroidinaire, and major personality and addiction struggles. People expected a lot out of him and he changed his style as time went on, from dripping to darker panes…anyway, all in all, he spent time exploring his craft.
I admire that. Trying new things, even when the world says “You’re all good. You’re the best.” We can always try new things.
So, this is an old TED talk, but one that was really inspiring. Going to school has never been my favorite thing, especially in very structured environments. I was lucky to have had a couple teachers at the right time be more open. I really liked this talk.
So, I’m a big fan of TED. I think they have interesting talks and interesting people. With my polymath mind, I like to study people’s genius and saw this talk which was just given, and I was really impressed. How much of creativity is us and how much is God?