Provo

Well I've been in Provo for a week now. I must say that it has been full of job interviews, music, friends, and snow. I interviewed with two residential treatment centers, one of Monday, the next on Tuesday.I feel really good about how they went, now its just the waiting and follow-up game. Tuesday night I played an open mic at the Velour which was a really good experience for me. I had to wait outside in the frigid cold for half an hour to get on the list to play. I used the house guitar which was pretty much my dream guitar. The main guy Corey asked for my contact info as I walked out and after I thanked him for letting me play. He knows my 2nd cousin Matt Clonts which was random. I jammed out with this cool kid Dan who is an excellent drummer, he successfully put drums to almost all of my folk songs. I practiced my songs with Allison (I met her in Jerusalem) who has a pretty voice. I also jammed out with my other buddies from Jerusalem. This week I also gave a plasma donation and did some weird body composition tests for money, in other words I've sold my body to science for money to stay afloat. Since I have so many good friends here who have been waiting for me to move here for a long time I have been taken out to lunch and dinner often, these come to me as tender mercies. Its weird to be in a new place with opposite weather to what I accustomed to and unfamiliar terrain, but to be surrounded by so many people I know and love. Its been an adventure sleeping on a couch and scraping by.

L.A.

I've got to get home he said, Clear my head,
This woman is a rain cloud in my mind

I've got to get home he said, lay in my bed,
Cause this world is not yet better than my dreams

He said I've got to make it home, I'm all alone,
In a sea of lovers I'm drowning like a rat

I've got to get home he cried, Lord knows I've tried,
But her fleeting heart beats like a child

~ Harmonica ~

I've got to get home she says, been mislead,
I try to run but he's got me by the tail

I've got to get home she says, this never ends,
I'm a little girl on a merry-go-round

She said I've got to make it home, find my own,
where I'm the only claim on his heart

I've got to get home she cries, dry my eyes,
Cause every other day they're full of tears

~ Harmonica ~

We've got to get home they scream, far from this dream,
reality is an ocean away

Maybe one day they'll see, its meant to be,
For now they just need to get home

Still (rough)

I rise with the light changing shifts with the night,

I step and I roam, this street leads to God’s home,

Where he whispers so sweet to those all alone,

Your prayers I hear, your answer is clear,

Love me and I’ll take all you hold dear,

 

Bobbing heads in silence and stops down the road,

A gun-slinging moment as they stare at your soul,

Eyes search for hope as they look out the dirty windows,

They are lost they are found, broken and drowned,

In the sorrow they fight all their life to bury in the ground,

 

Chorus:

We all want peace in our souls,

A light at the end of the road,

Don’t fade away like the brightness of day,

So please, God rest our souls

 

State Hospital bed gets too hard for his head,

Many sleepless nights as they take all his rights,

Say, you must pay for the crimes you’ve done,

Like a flower he wilts, a lifetime of guilt,

Torn down are the towers of joy that he once built.

 

Calm waters  of my life are but a dream,

Winds silence my anguished screams,

 

Waves roar like the kings of the past,

Will the storm shatter my weary mast?

Peace be still my soul

Peace be still my soul

Peace be still my soul

 

Sonnet

In his stable Locked, he longs for those golden fields,

To dry the saddle sweat in the warm air,

Chomping at the bit, my bridle he does yield,

Longs for the summer breeze sifting through his hair,

Has escaped many times I fear he’ll never learn,

Bloody legs, lost breath, and a broken soul,

A dead sprint across the hills no thought of his return,

In my absence he proves, an absence of control,

I have the right mind to put him away for life,

It’s hard for me to see the scars on his legs and side,

His spirit overwhelming it’s hard to bear strife,

I must admit we both enjoy the ride,

I hope to see the countryside where we ride as one,

But how many times can he break before he comes undone?

Road of Paradise

Left you in the arms of your mother dear,
Needed the open road to pull me through,
Where the moonlit desert sky calls, "we got all you need,
Let our pavement and yellow lines comfort you"
Like a rattlesnake I warned you, stay the hell away,
My poison will drop you to the earth

Chorus:

My engine is roarin', fueled by my rage,
Will I make it home to you?
these four wheels are turnin', I pray they roll my blues,
Into that big ol' burning sun...I'm on the road


The smell of sage and dust rise with every mile,
And my heart drops at every turn,
lonely truck stop dinner where the waitress hates her life,
She smiles at me, but her eyes say its a lie,
The horizon holds the mountains, they never seem to come,
Their purple haze never fades away,

Chorus 

My petitions to the Lord vanish in the wind,
They never make it to the sky,
I know my lies have twisted like the branches of our tree,
Where we'd run and share our broken dreams,
So tell your angry father and your sweet mother dear,
They'll never see my face again

Chorus

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Finished with BYUH

So last Friday was the last day of my field practicum or internship in Kaneohe. I was there for 14 weeks. I enjoyed my time there despite the many times I was bored and very under utilized. Conversely, there were many times where I had more responsibilities and wonderful experiences that helped me learn more about the social work field. The agency I interned at was called the Ko'olau Clubhouse, it is a Psychosocial Rehabilitation agency for those who suffer from the effects of Mental Illness. Working at the Clubhouse has offered some personal direction with the type of rehabilitation and intervention that I would want myself to be associated with and be apart of in the future. I have learned that I would like to be apart of the clinical side of the mental health profession. I have given much thought to working with the elderly population or gerontology. I would like to have more exposure to this sector before I throw myself into the profession. Time and experience will tell, I still have to get my MSW before I really land in a specific vein of social work. As for leaving Hawaii, this place has been so good to me and I love this island so much. It has offered me some of the most intimate and special moments in nature I have ever experienced. I have grown to love the culture and the people I have met here at BYUH so much. There have been many individuals that have helped me to be a better person and I thank them. I will get on the plane on Monday August 6th a different man that first stepped off in December of 2009. I have grown academically, socially, spiritually, and musically. I have gained a better outlook on life, and hope to continue to refine that outlook and attitude. I have learned from mistakes and found joy in my accomplishments. I know that the Lord has given me such special moments here in Hawaii to help me in my life, the people that I was blessed to get close with, the things that I have learned, the safety in which I was kept in, the waves I caught, and the hardships I was given. Such a good life. I have been blessed to have the experience of studying abroad in Jerusalem at the BYU Jerusalem Center! I am really excited to go and learn and be spiritually fed. I am also excited at the opportunity to meet new people and to enjoy all that they have to offer. But first I go to California to visit my Family, I love them so much and will thoroughly enjoy my time home.