Truly Blessed

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Truly Blessed

I feel truly blessed.

You see, I had stage-four tongue cancer twelve years ago. Even though still here, by the grace of God, I can no longer play guitar due to nerve adhesion caused by the radiation; developing years later. However, there exists excellent software that will play my notation or keyboard triggering with great-sounding guitars. Work-a rounds are available to those who look. That’s the key. (The song I’m finishing-up has14 guitars scattered about!)

Just to have given the chance to experience life for another twelve years is amazing! I’m throwing myself into my work while I’m still here… To quote Phil Ochs:

And I won’t feel the flowing of the time when I’m gone
All the pleasures of love will not be mine when I’m gone
My pen won’t pour a lyric line when I’m gone
So I guess I’ll have to do it while I’m here
– “When I’m Gone”- Phil Ochs

What’s Really Important?

What’s really important, anyway? Looking back, the things that once seemed so important are nothing today.

“All flesh is like grass, and all its glory like the flowers of the field; the grass withers and the flowers fall” 1 Peter 1:24

You can be at the top of your field, but it’s only temporary. The same for being on the “lowest rung”. Life is change, but you decide just what that change should be. Any outward advantage is not permanent. Pick your priorities and stick with them. Trust God.

Do What You Love

Do what you love. We are each truly blessed with a uniqueness that cannot be replicated. I had the crazy idea Fifty years ago to record original music, knowing the odds of my commercial “success” were impossible. (I don’t tour.) Fifty years later, I’m still doing just that- taking a blank canvas, “painting” songs, writing lyrics (and blog), editing music videos on my website, and distributing songs world-wide. Although “commercial” success isn’t there, my “artistic” success thrives. Self -satisfaction cannot be bought.

God has a plan for each one of us. If you do what you love, you are truly blessed!

Forgive

Raise the vibration, thank God for life.
End the frustration, stop the needless strife.
We all want freedom, we all seek love.
Forgive those who wrong you; you’ll be forgiven Above.

Time and again, we stop to imagine peace on all the earth…
I believe faith will move this mountain; I believe in spiritual rebirth.

Infinite blessing, abundance thrives.
Jesus lives in darkest night and deepest of dives.
Struggles are over, shadows have passed.
Live in the sunshine. High tides and green grass.

Quick commutation, God’s in control.
Realization has strayed from the fold.
Unlimited access. Mission of love.
Forgive all transgressions; you’ll be forgiven Above.

© 2021 J. Mark Witters Skyypilot Media https://www.skyypilot.com/

Company Man

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Beginnings

Let’s start this post with the beginnings of my latest Skyypilot release- “Company Man”. Recently, I went through a foot-high stack of music written over forty years or so. This was just one stack of the compositions! I found a song I wrote in the 1970’s and decided to revisit.

Ben

“Ben Was A Company Man” was my original title for this song. Why? As a 6th grader, I delivered newspapers to Ben’s house. He was a factory printer. Ben was on a never-deviating schedule in his spotless navy blue uniform. I worked at that calendar factory a few years later and speculated on a similar lifestyle. It was purely fictional, of course. The song described a man who had lost all individuality, his marriage, his children, and (ultimately) his life to the system. He died a year before he was to retire ahead of an empty future-not a happy ending.

Since Then

Since then, a few hundred compositions later, my view has changed. Ironically, I became Ben (workwise, anyway) spending my adult life in factories. I chose the banal predictability of blue collar work as opposed to becoming an “act”-no regrets.

My objective is to offer hope at the end of my lyrics. If you know Jesus, there’s always hope!

My song:

Company Man

© 2019 J. Mark Witters


Once I was young, although I was strong, I was a company man.
Living each day pretty much the same way. I was a company man.
Gulped down breakfast, then went on my way.
One useful tool on a path to decay.
Another body that can be on display.
I was a company man. I was a company man.

Sometimes respected, more often rejected. I was a company man.
Had to pretend means justify ends. I was a company man.
Blindly submitting to others’ control.
Compartmentalizing my very soul.
Purposely keeping away from the fold.
I was a company man. I was a company man.

Numbing my mind just to put in the time. I was a company man.
Did what I did, with my feelings kept hid. I was a company man.
One day, I reckoned to get off the floor.
Already elsewhere; one foot out the door.
Knew all along that there had to be more.
I was a company man. I was a company man.

At my first chance, I just left the dance. I was a company man.
Having had my fill; not yet over the hill, I was a company man.
Plotted escape right to the day.
What happens next- let come what may.
No more illusions, no more can I say, ” I am a company man.”
No more a company man.

Company Man

© 2019 J. Mark Witters Skyypilot Media Skyypilot.com