Fine Tuning The Talent

I've been thinking quite a bit lately about talent. It started a few months ago when I heard the guys on The Bob and Tom Show on early morning radio talk about how much they liked the show "Cake Boss" on TLC. I thought it sounded pretty girly, but since it was the guys on the show talking about it I thought I'd check it out. Although I don't DVR it I do try to watch it whenever I can. He makes it look so easy you start to think hhmmm, I could probably do that. Then you snap back to reality and you realize he has a team, and the proper equipment. It did get me to thinking what do I really like to do, I like to create with words. I obviously like to write, thus the blog, but now I've decided to focus more on the creative aspect instead of the random. There will still be alot of that, because my mind is quite random. But I feel a need to do a little literary decorating, or painting. So check this out,


Imagine sitting on top of a lighthouse. Although you can see a full 360 degrees, there are four separate areas on the ground. The first area you see is a desert.


You see the scorpions scurrying in and out of a skull half buried in the sand, you feel the hot wind on your face as you watch it blow the sand. Your mouth is getting dry, you start to feel hot, you look up, not a cloud in the sky to protect you from the scorching rays of the sun. Beads of sweat appear on your forehead. If you just had a sip of water. You find yourself looking for an oasis.


While looking for that oasis


You turn to the left. You see a beautiful blue ocean. You're sitting seventy feet in the air. You can see hundreds and hundreds of fish twenty five deep in the water. The water is so crystal clear it magnifies the yellows, reds, and orange colors of the fish and makes them so brilliant that you feel like you could just scoop them out of the water. You sit hypnotized, watching the fish swim in and out of the coral, when suddenly you realize that even though the breeze is cooler, the salt air has intensified your thirst. You need drinkable water, your search continues.


You turn again to the left.


As you look down this time, the area is dark. Coming from the bright sunlight it takes a couple of minutes for your eyes to adjust. Gradually, you start to be able to see little specks of light. Squinting, you notice the specks of light are small fires scattered in and around demolished buildings. The ones around the buildings are in big barrels with people huddled around them trying to keep warm. You smell burning wood and paper. You hear people screaming, and glass breaking. As your eyes adjust even more you see people running out of stores with food and water. Even though you are really thirsty you decide it isn't worth dying for, you keep searching.


One last turn in hopes of quenching your thirst


You turn to find the sun rising amid skyscrapers. Traffic is starting to fill the streets, men and women in suits are filing into the buildings. The buildings are made from steel and glass. You get the feeling you are in the middle of one of the worlds major financial districts. Immediately you think, finally water. Then you notice people in tattered clothes sitting against the buildings, and standing on the steps leading up to the buildings holding their tin cups, or playing music hoping someone will help them. You see the look of discouragement settle in their faces as they have cigarettes thrown at them. As they are pushed and shoved down the steps and walked over, like noone even cares. You look at your wrinkled clothes, feel the tangles in your hair, and detect an unshowered smell coming from your body. Your thirst is almost unbearable. Do you want to endure the ridicule and go down and ask for a drink?


You think this can't be all there is, if only you could fly. You stand up, take a deep breath, hold your arms out and .......LEAP. You are flying, you can't believe it, you can actually fly. Where do you go? You see the financial district, the desolation, the ocean, the desert. While you're trying to decide you notice a fifth area in the center, connecting the other four, a sort of hub. It was straight down surrounding the lighthouse so it wasn't visible while sitting on top. You fly over to the edge, hover just close enough to see. You decide to land. What do you see?


My version in the next post,


Thanks for flying with me, Paul