dwelling on the past

My ding a ling by Chuck Berry is a fairly silly song.
I used to hear it all the time when i was a child.
Growth and Inspiration come in a myriad of ways.
Below are the lyrics and a comment i wish to make.

The Lyrics

My Ding-A-Ling-A-Ling

When I was a little biddy boy
My grandmother bought me a cute little toy
Two Silver bells hanging on a string
She told me it was my ding-a-ling-a-ling

Oh My Ding-A-Ling Oh My Ding-A-Ling
I want you play with My Ding-A-Ling
Oh My Ding-A-Ling Oh My Ding-A-Ling
I want you play with My Ding-A-Ling

The momma took me to grammer school
But I stopped off at the vestabule
But Evertime that bell would ring
You'd catch me playing with my ding-a-ling

Oh My Ding-A-Ling Oh My Ding-A-Ling
I want you play with My Ding-A-Ling
Oh My Ding-A-Ling Oh My Ding-A-Ling
I want you play with My Ding-A-Ling

Once I was climbing the garden wall,
I slipped and had a terrible falll
I fell so hard I heard bells ring,
But I held on to My ding-a-ling!

Oh My Ding-A-Ling Oh My Ding-A-Ling
I want you play with My Ding-A-Ling
Oh My Ding-A-Ling Oh My Ding-A-Ling
I want you play with My Ding-A-Ling

Once I was swimmin across turtle creek
Man them snappers all around my feet
Sure was hard swimmin across that thing
with both hands holding my ding a ling


Oh My Ding-A-Ling Oh My Ding-A-Ling
I want you play with My Ding-A-Ling
Oh My Ding-A-Ling Oh My Ding-A-Ling
I want you play with My Ding-A-Ling

This here song it ain't so sad
it's the cutest little song ya`ll ever had
those of you who will not sing
you must be playing with your own Ding-a-ling!

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i put a section in bold about swimming across a lake with both hands holding your ding a ling. I often view the past and the future like a lake you must swim across. With both hands on your past, you only make it hard to reach the other side and near impossible.

dwelling on the past, doesn't help you to reach your future.

Like i said, inspiration can come from a myriad of places.

Need to know basis

Tonight, someone asked me a question. My response was short and I gave little to no information.

When my owner arrived, they sought to get the information from him, that which they could not get from me.

I do not  believe I owe people explanations of my restrictions. I do not feel obligated to answer and divulge information when it is not necessary to do so. It should be enough for them, that I am simply not allowed or permitted to do something or be around someone.

Knowledge is power.

Without it, one can not speak about what they do not know. Without knowing one can not spread rumors and make them seem truthful when one has no information to begin building their lies upon.

I am often suspicious of people who wish to have information they have no business asking about.

It makes me analyze their intentions.

The truth of the matter is simple,

You are on a need to know basis, and you don't need to know.

My father and I are watching the tv mini series Shogun. It is strangely uncanny how similar many Gorean protocols and customs are much like Japanese ones.

I think this excerpt is appropriate for this entry.