Sunday, June 29, 2008
Monday, June 23, 2008
Wait a tick....
How come there are no more miracles in the world?
We just read a bible story for Rachel, about when all Peter had to do was pray to God, and then he just told Tabitha to get up, and she did!
that does not seem so hard to do, but if it is not so hard to pray and tell some one to get up then, how come no one can do it? and if they can most of us don't believe that its true?
Are we really that horrible that God will not help us do miracles?
this is depressing....
We just read a bible story for Rachel, about when all Peter had to do was pray to God, and then he just told Tabitha to get up, and she did!
that does not seem so hard to do, but if it is not so hard to pray and tell some one to get up then, how come no one can do it? and if they can most of us don't believe that its true?
Are we really that horrible that God will not help us do miracles?
this is depressing....
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Monday, June 16, 2008
Posting......
It has come to my attention that I have written on my "blog" in quite some time so here you go, an post.
ummm, I don't know what to write? maybe thats why i wasn't writing.
I think I have the weirdest taste in music in the world, I can listen to Damien Rice anytime any day, as well as other artists nothing like Damien, like Basshunter, which is Swedish Techno, or Disturbed, which is hard angry metal, maybe it's just me or maybe all of your taste is off.
I think I'm actually going to enjoy working at wonderland, everyone I talk to about it says that it's a horrid job, but I don't see why they would say that?
I have recently developed a taste for Cold Play, just though you'd like to know.
....I don't know what else to write, so that will be all for now....this is my only "normal post"....I just realized that....cool
ummm, I don't know what to write? maybe thats why i wasn't writing.
I think I have the weirdest taste in music in the world, I can listen to Damien Rice anytime any day, as well as other artists nothing like Damien, like Basshunter, which is Swedish Techno, or Disturbed, which is hard angry metal, maybe it's just me or maybe all of your taste is off.
I think I'm actually going to enjoy working at wonderland, everyone I talk to about it says that it's a horrid job, but I don't see why they would say that?
I have recently developed a taste for Cold Play, just though you'd like to know.
....I don't know what else to write, so that will be all for now....this is my only "normal post"....I just realized that....cool
Sunday, May 11, 2008
The sun rise up from the horizon
and chases the last bit of sadness, malice, hate, despair, depression, and death from the earth
as it's rays of light run ramped through the fields.
The creatures slowly rise from their frozen sleep,
The humans to rise to from their icy slumber, of waiting
thank full for that another day as been placed before them
The sun drifts into a gently rest as it flows through the sky.
The humans greedy for their own pleasure begin to ravage and burn the earth,
The sun does not wake from it's quite slumber.
The humans burn and destroy, the kill, and steal
they release madness into the world, despair, disaster, death, malice, sadness.
The sun sees that the humans will not stop their destruction,
and decides to leave them, leave them in their man made darkness,
and it sets on this world of pain
The humans stop, for one second, and see
what an abomination they have made the world into.
They see hate, and malice, bringing children of evil to birth
they see sadness, and loneliness, parenting depression.
They see all that they have created, and they fear
They fear that they have killed, faith, courage, and love,
that they will never again see joy, and goodness, creating peace,
So they hide, they hide from their dark creation, they hide and wait,
they wait for the sun to return and save them from them selves.
And they wait, and wait, and slowly, they stop all together
frozen in time, in a sleep, dreaming about "tomorrow".
And the sun rise up from the horizon
as it chases the last bit of sadness, malice, hate, despair, depression, and death from the earth
it's rays of light run ramped through the fields.
The creatures slowly rise from their frozen sleep.
The humans to rise to from their icy slumber, of waiting,
and see a new world, ripe for the picking.
and chases the last bit of sadness, malice, hate, despair, depression, and death from the earth
as it's rays of light run ramped through the fields.
The creatures slowly rise from their frozen sleep,
The humans to rise to from their icy slumber, of waiting
thank full for that another day as been placed before them
The sun drifts into a gently rest as it flows through the sky.
The humans greedy for their own pleasure begin to ravage and burn the earth,
The sun does not wake from it's quite slumber.
The humans burn and destroy, the kill, and steal
they release madness into the world, despair, disaster, death, malice, sadness.
The sun sees that the humans will not stop their destruction,
and decides to leave them, leave them in their man made darkness,
and it sets on this world of pain
The humans stop, for one second, and see
what an abomination they have made the world into.
They see hate, and malice, bringing children of evil to birth
they see sadness, and loneliness, parenting depression.
They see all that they have created, and they fear
They fear that they have killed, faith, courage, and love,
that they will never again see joy, and goodness, creating peace,
So they hide, they hide from their dark creation, they hide and wait,
they wait for the sun to return and save them from them selves.
And they wait, and wait, and slowly, they stop all together
frozen in time, in a sleep, dreaming about "tomorrow".
And the sun rise up from the horizon
as it chases the last bit of sadness, malice, hate, despair, depression, and death from the earth
it's rays of light run ramped through the fields.
The creatures slowly rise from their frozen sleep.
The humans to rise to from their icy slumber, of waiting,
and see a new world, ripe for the picking.
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
Hi you, yes I'm talking to you.
You make me so happy, you have no idea.
Right now your telling me about your best friends, and it makes me so happy to just hear your voice.
I hope this make you happy, or I'm in trouble....
I AM SO HAPPY THAT YOU ACTUALLY PRACTICED THIS FOR ME....
and just to make you happy,
you makes me happy, but talking with you makes me more happy,
not "you", but you make me happy....I don't think that makes sense...
I'm just going to post this, because I'm not getting anywhere with this.
You make me so happy, you have no idea.
Right now your telling me about your best friends, and it makes me so happy to just hear your voice.
I hope this make you happy, or I'm in trouble....
I AM SO HAPPY THAT YOU ACTUALLY PRACTICED THIS FOR ME....
and just to make you happy,
you makes me happy, but talking with you makes me more happy,
not "you", but you make me happy....I don't think that makes sense...
I'm just going to post this, because I'm not getting anywhere with this.
Sunday, April 20, 2008
I have no clue what to do
all my life I have looked up to you
all my life I have wanted to be like you
because you were my role model
and now I don't know if I can take it
you, just being you
you being perfect in almost every single way
and that makes me look at my self,
I'm not prefect
pssshhh
I'm far from perfect
just looking at me and you ca see flaws
then you look in to my life and there are more flaws
look into my minds and there are more and more and more flaws
and i look at you and
I feel ashamed of my self
all my life I have looked up to you
all my life I have wanted to be like you
because you were my role model
and now I don't know if I can take it
you, just being you
you being perfect in almost every single way
and that makes me look at my self,
I'm not prefect
pssshhh
I'm far from perfect
just looking at me and you ca see flaws
then you look in to my life and there are more flaws
look into my minds and there are more and more and more flaws
and i look at you and
I feel ashamed of my self
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