La Roo's House of Pancakes

I'm an old ex-hippy that missed his era. I love the life that has been given me and all the individuals in my life espcially my dog Ruth. Music to me is the heartbeat of my father above in heaven. Every woman on planet earth are my muse. This is me just all haning out for you to get to know. I have been needing a face lift on my site now for years and here we go... Come on and see my site to boot. http://laroo.us

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Location: Tallahassee, Florida, United States

There isn't much to say when it comes to me, if you don't know me you won't if you do know me you probably wish you didn't... I try my best to be my best and in that I don't steal, cheat, or kill... I would say I don't lie but then that would be one of those lies. I tell lies to make people feel better and somethings to make me feel better.

Saturday, July 19, 2008

A, B, and C

Words, words, words… Yes words are a must in any social setting and yet most of the words I hear these days are just so much of the same that it would just be a bit of fresh air to sit with an intelligent person and experiences and thoughts of tomorrow.


I thought all people thought a bunch about their own existence with a plan to make sure that a roof stays over you and your family's heads not to mention the stomach of your self and your family all those tummies need food in them too. So why is it that you can sit in your best friends home with a couple friends and no one says a thing. When they talk it is about the buzz they had last night, the chicks that got away and the ones that didn’t. Other topics may go so deep as to venture into oh what great weather or damn this food is great. But after all the small talk about the pot smoked, how good it was and how big along with how much it cost for what.


A child's growing mind should never put in situations of seeing and knowing about their parent's alcohol and drug habits for how strange it must be to know your parents break the law before they learn about the police and the law and jail. In the days of childhood we should all have the problems of self, socializing and then finally romanticizing about the world and where they fit into all of it.


I am paralyzed and with it came the ability to not worry about my future because I really didn't have one but a second childhood lasting the rest of my life is what I was given. Yes, once I ended up in a wheelchair I became a creature that's pitied, hated then ostracized.


Now my parent's drank and my father smoked but the drug world never got close to my parents. Beer and other spirits were the vices of their generation's icebreaking or relaxants. Once lit on alcohol one would burn bright and seem unequally smarter or talented than the rest, almost outspoken to a fault until one drink to many and then a fool the brightest became.


My father took a prestigious job working for one of the secret agencies of our government so needed a squeaky-clean rap sheet. Today in the world of good and plenty everyone has been next to someone that gets high on something. Yes, no more is it something that isn't readily available but especially not something one can skate by not seeing or dealing with one way or another. All of us on this continent (USA) has done one drug or another and may still continue to use it. It just doesn't matter to as long as the world knows nothing about it then it isn't hurting a soul. Or maybe that's just what it's hurting? The Soul!


Anyway my world contains God in my head and body than me and we together do what my flesh makes us do. I do have choice but I can see for the lack of any other word that the drink or drugs has nothing to do with anything other than to make people introverts for their minds thinking too much about a thing. One should live their lives and be careful but do what really makes you happy so that you can share your happiness with your close friends and loved ones.


Yes, we spend way to much time looking inside when the answer is right on the tip of your nose and that is loving and giving and sharing with those that need it with words or money or food or whatever. Be ye kind one to another tender hearted forgiving one another… Even as God for Christ's sake has forgiven you. The last words of this sentence say all needed when we ask what we should do with our lives.


Yes, we give and God loves us so that he will make sure you are well reimbursed 100 times what you give. Love and give in silence and God will re-pay you out loud for the world to know God loves us so much…


Anyway if you have words to say make sure they are appropriate for the situation as words like a sharp knife cuts deep and sometimes kills without a drop of blood being spilt on. Don't talk to hear yourself speak. Speak what is right and at the right time without words of discust weaved in and out of all your uplifting words of wisdom. If you speak clearly and precise your audience will listen but if you stitch fuck, shit, damn and more into your speech the audience may just think you stupid but the reflection of yourself wouldn't be God in Christ in you it would be the reflection of yourself with satin standing with his arm around. Just think and love your God with all your heart and all will work because he has come so that you may live and live more than abundantly.