“Where did you train, on a farm!?” – Zod teasing Superman/Clark Kent (Kal-El), as they destroy a significant portion of Metropolis in the motion picture, Man of Steel.

This line of dialogue always makes me chuckle. I often imagine a cut scene where Superman dryly says, “Well, yes, for a good part of it”. I mean, he did grow up on a farm. Can you imagine screaming in a fit of jealousy at Mozart? “When did you start taking piano lessons, as a child!?” The truth is that, sometimes, I am overcome with the sensation that Zod is talking to me. I think this is where my imagined scene of dialogue from Superman comes from.

I grew up on a farm. I started taking piano lessons when I was a child. My Grandma (dad’s side) played piano at my home church for over fifty years. My Nemaw (mom’s side) played guitar and sang at the Grand Ole Opry as a teenager. Dad sings, mom plays a little piano, an aunt plays the organ, an uncle plays guitar, and everybody sings. This was the setup before the teenage years hit. More on that later.

I’m starting this blog, The Central Line, as a devotion to the elusive dream, the deeper truth, and the peace we all seek, where all is balanced.