by Bela Johnson | Mar 26, 2018 | lifestyle, mindfulness, nature, perspective, popular culture, Uncategorized
I once knew a woman who kept her world on the shortest leash imaginable. This overstuffed orb consisted of all she felt she could control and nothing she could not. It must have been mind bending trying to keep all the plates spinning in the air, for if one crashed to...
by Bela Johnson | Mar 6, 2018 | growing up, personal, popular culture, Uncategorized
Songs possess the power to take me back in time, drop the needle onto spinning vinyl, crackle and pop of a generation; Subjective as memory can be, the body does not lie and it is this visceral recall a tune nudges into being, cruising in that little red Rambler,...
by Bela Johnson | Dec 13, 2017 | musings, philosophy, popular culture, Uncategorized
Money’s not love and it isn’t respect, it sure isn’t friendship, it doesn’t buy that; So retreat if you must in a world overmuch, when content and timbre appear out of touch; Regroup and resist, the temptation is grand, hold onto your vision all else out of...
by Bela Johnson | Nov 28, 2017 | family, lifestyle, popular culture, Uncategorized
Hola! Greeting unfamiliar to those growing up in the foothills of the San Gabriel mountains within a state claimed from Mexico; 1950’s meant minds were on other things besides obviating eminent domain; fallout facilities beneath pristine stucco dwellings, bomb...
by Bela Johnson | Nov 15, 2016 | philosophy, popular culture, self awareness, Uncategorized
I’m waiting in the dark to sleep, but it won’t come, I feel the creep, the broken bits of hearts and minds lie scattered like the leaves, the vines are choking back a flood of tears, are mourning for the empty years it seems we have accrued in vain while human rights...
by Bela Johnson | Mar 8, 2016 | musings, philosophy, politics, popular culture, Uncategorized
I worry in these times of tumultuous inequality, masses awaiting what passes as wisdom, poured liberally from the lips of the rich and famous as if one’s financial status automatically confers erudition; At the very least, living amidst the bizarre loosens folds in...
