Change, Jones. It's All About the Change.

Why is it that we as men (and women) are so resilient to change? And how is it that after years of noticing how my fear restrains me I have yet to overcome it in full? Granted I have moved along successively compared to my earlier days... Jones Bailey, why are you such a coward?

Jones is the social component of my personality. No, I don't have MPD (multiple personality disorder) although that would be fun. Anyway, Jones is in a tight spot. You see, he got pulled from a world where he was free to be himself, free to be alone. But now that he's a member of the Eight he's being forced to do things he's never done before, and I can tell it unnerves him. Which begs the question, is it change as a principle that he fears or the change itself? But in the end, he's going to have to suck it up for the good of the rest. Because they want what he does just as much.

The world is a scary place, but so is home. You're never safe, so don't disillusion yourself by thinking so.

Hear that Jones? You'll never be safe.

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Vindication

Vindication, alleviation leads me down the path to a new world nation. And the sun in the sky leaves a mark on my eye till the coming rain takes away my pain. So I drink my rum to the setting sun as it ushers to the stage the final page, Of a book that I wrote in the days I was young when the snow in the air settled down on my tongue. But there are those who deny it's a hell of a ride and with their buckles undone they face the rising sun as the messenger of death reaches out for the hand of the one man band playing slowly going mad.

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