tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631722.post111283732906732588..comments2023-08-16T01:24:11.734-07:00Comments on Wilsonisms - Opening minds and hearts since 1974: My Own Private IslandMr. Wilsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13076887736533678696noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631722.post-1160791585936751682006-10-13T19:06:00.000-07:002006-10-13T19:06:00.000-07:00Wow... I'm speechless. I know this is old, but ju...Wow... I'm speechless. I know this is old, but just came upon it. And Chad is right. We can all relate in some aspect. I'm loving the man you have become Mr. Wilson.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10631722.post-1116213967788194182005-05-15T20:26:00.000-07:002005-05-15T20:26:00.000-07:00Man...This post is heavy. I wanted to say somethin...Man...<BR/>This post is heavy. I wanted to say something when I first read it, but I could not quite put the words together...still can't. However, I bet anyone who reads this poem (or even better, hears you perform it) can relate to feeling like a castaway sometimes. I mean we all have something that makes us feel isolated, and more times than not, we have "a boat", but get too comfortable with our isolation, because we are used to it. One thing that strikes me when I read your poem, is I can't be sure what aspect of your life you are describing (and I know you reasonably well.) It's clear that it is a part of your emotional life, but I can't quite crack the code. The obvious analogy is that you are a castaway in your love life, but it could just as well be in your family life, your social life, your professional life, or a hybrid of all of those relationships (or lack there of). I guess it's not important...I know what aspects of my life that self-sustained isolation has chained me to my comfortable oasis, and those words speak to me. <BR/>You know, at the end of that movie, Tom Hanks does finally try to sail off the island, and he gets "rescued" after he ventured far enough away from the island where he could not get back if he tried. The moral of the story: The only way to get rescued is to lose the will to live, because you have lost your best friend who is an inanimate volleyball named Wilson...Okay, that moral sucks, but that was a weird movie.chadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11532217111540358449noreply@blogger.com