Monday, November 29, 2010
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
I just can't wait.
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Live Like we're Dying.

Sometimes we fall down, can't get back up.
We're hiding behind skin that's too tough.
How come we don't say I love you enough,
'Til it's too late, it's not too late.
Our hearts are hungry, for a food that won't come.
But we could make a feast from these crumbs.
And we're all staring down the barrel of a gun.
So if your life flashed before you, what do you wish you would've done?
We gotta start looking at the hands of the time we've been given here,
If this is all we got, then we gotta start thinkin' it.
Every second counts on a clock that's tickin'
Gotta live like we're dying.
We only got 86 400 seconds in a day
To turn it all around, or to throw it all away.
We gotta tell 'em that we love 'em while we got the chance to say
Gotta live like we're dying.
And if your plane fell out of the skies,
Who would you call with your last goodbyes?
Should be so careful who we left out of our lives,
So when we long for absolution, there'll be no one on the line.
You never know a good thing 'til it's gone,
You never see a crash 'til it's head on.
Are all these people right, when we're dead wrong?
We never know a good thing 'til it's gone.

We're hiding behind skin that's too tough.
How come we don't say I love you enough,
'Til it's too late, it's not too late.
Our hearts are hungry, for a food that won't come.
But we could make a feast from these crumbs.
And we're all staring down the barrel of a gun.
So if your life flashed before you, what do you wish you would've done?
We gotta start looking at the hands of the time we've been given here,
If this is all we got, then we gotta start thinkin' it.
Every second counts on a clock that's tickin'
Gotta live like we're dying.
We only got 86 400 seconds in a day
To turn it all around, or to throw it all away.
We gotta tell 'em that we love 'em while we got the chance to say
Gotta live like we're dying.
And if your plane fell out of the skies,
Who would you call with your last goodbyes?
Should be so careful who we left out of our lives,
So when we long for absolution, there'll be no one on the line.
You never know a good thing 'til it's gone,
You never see a crash 'til it's head on.
Are all these people right, when we're dead wrong?
We never know a good thing 'til it's gone.

Monday, November 22, 2010
What are we doing?
our human bodies are merely vessels.
Who cares what shape, size or colour.
Variety, difference, individuality. It's beautiful.
It meant we can carry different talents, different life stories, different ideas and inventions and gifts and skills.
And when we come together, we can pour out our gifts and use them to help each other, and the whole world.
And what are we even doing?
We have forgotten the meaning of living.
Ask yourself, what do you believe it is?
Or are you afraid to think that thought?
Ask yourself again.
Don't let yourself answer straight away.
But listen to the deepest part of your heart, and you will know.
Who cares what shape, size or colour.
Variety, difference, individuality. It's beautiful.
It meant we can carry different talents, different life stories, different ideas and inventions and gifts and skills.
And when we come together, we can pour out our gifts and use them to help each other, and the whole world.

And what are we even doing?
We have forgotten the meaning of living.
Ask yourself, what do you believe it is?
Or are you afraid to think that thought?
Ask yourself again.
Don't let yourself answer straight away.
But listen to the deepest part of your heart, and you will know.
Sunday, November 21, 2010
Begin to Listen.

Caught up in living,
Getting through each day.
When all the tomorrows become faded yesterdays,
Are you slipping away?
Help me turn down the world tonight,
Take a quiet moment, somewhere we can unwind.
Losing touch, we forget to take time
To share what's in our hearts,
Speak what's on our minds.
In the silence,
Hear your heart beat next to mine.
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Different.
My plan is to not conform.
To not fit in.
To break down all the expectations and high standards set for me.
I don't need anyone telling me how to be.
My plan is to surprise everyone.
To be different.
To be someone who can't be put in a group, who can't be labeled with stereotypical jargon.
I am not normal.
So never assume anything of me.
Otherwise you will probably be disappointed.
I don't fall into routine.
I don't fall into management of any kind.
I am messy.
disruptive.
annoying.
loud, and sometimes quiet.
odd.
confusing.
a fantasizer.
mostly optimistic.
spontaneous.
creative.
a deep thinker.
indecisive.
ridiculous.
possibly dangerous.
frustrating.
rebellious.
unsure.
hypocritical.
a dreamer.
crazy.
weird.
out of control.
I am different.
To not fit in.
To break down all the expectations and high standards set for me.
I don't need anyone telling me how to be.
My plan is to surprise everyone.
To be different.
To be someone who can't be put in a group, who can't be labeled with stereotypical jargon.
I am not normal.
So never assume anything of me.
Otherwise you will probably be disappointed.
I don't fall into routine.
I don't fall into management of any kind.

I am messy.
disruptive.
annoying.
loud, and sometimes quiet.
odd.
confusing.
a fantasizer.
mostly optimistic.
spontaneous.
creative.
a deep thinker.
indecisive.
ridiculous.
possibly dangerous.
frustrating.
rebellious.
unsure.
hypocritical.
a dreamer.
crazy.
weird.
out of control.
I am different.
Sunday, November 14, 2010
Friday, November 12, 2010
This world is ridiculously unbalanced, ridiculously unmotivated, and ridiculously nonsensical.
And although there have been many people who have realized this, nothing every truly seems to change.
Or perhaps it does, but it never seems to be permanent.
This world is getting worse and worse.
All anyone EVER cares about is money. Sure people have passions and ambitions and aspire to be someone and do something they love. But look at us - our fuses are short, and getting shorter.
I don't belong here at all.
I just want out.
And although there have been many people who have realized this, nothing every truly seems to change.
Or perhaps it does, but it never seems to be permanent.
This world is getting worse and worse.
All anyone EVER cares about is money. Sure people have passions and ambitions and aspire to be someone and do something they love. But look at us - our fuses are short, and getting shorter.
I don't belong here at all.
I just want out.
Thursday, November 11, 2010
because it's you.

i will stay here with you
and watch the world go by.
in this moment with you,
for the rest of time.
all my life here with you
means more to me than anything.
wasting time spent on you
is everything.
i will wait
until we pass through
the door that leads me home.
i will stay
by you forever,
our love has made us one.
I'm passing time,
with you my love.
I will spend my life
on you, with you.
Pouring out
my love for you
and only you.
I will give it all,
just to be with you.
Because it's you.
Monday, November 8, 2010
Sunday, November 7, 2010
You are.

I will get straight to the point on this one:
I totally and completely, fully, wholeheartedly believe that Jesus Christ is Lord.
Jesus,
I may never be able to describe just what you have done for me, not to you, not to anyone else, not myself.
I don't think there are such words in existance that would accomplish such a task.
I know about science, about theories, figures, statistics, apparent facts and apparent evidence that disagree with who you are.
But what i know even more is what i know in my heart.
You are like the wind.
We cannot see you with our physical eyes, but we know you are real because if we just look around, we can see your miracles taking place every second right in front of us.
Wind is invisible, but it moves the visible things very clearly, just like you do.
I don't know how to explain who you are or what you are and i don't know how to answer all the questions.
But i do know that you are just,
definitely, totally, completely, truly real.
Life is not by chance.
I myself don't believe in karma,
or cults,
or religions,
and many other things.
I don't ever wish to intrude upon others beliefs.
I am just saying what i believe.
And Jesus i can feel you in my heart right now, more than these keys under my fingers.
I so love you.
And I so wish the whole world could know the love i have found in you, like i do right now.
Saturday, November 6, 2010
"Do you know how fast you were going?"

Time is fleeting.
I am running out of that stupid crap that keeps track of life.
It just keeps disappearing, it's frustrating me.
I'm frustrated that i have too much to do.
I'm frustrated that everything always happens at once.
Life is speeding fast away, and I'm barely hanging on at the moment.
I don't want to grow older. I don't want to think of the present time as the future's past.
People are coming, people are going.
I don't want Meggie to move. It will suck.
The year is ending, a new year is coming.
I know the future holds much potential.
But I'm just not done with 2010 yet.
I don't have time to think about what will happen tomorrow.
I'm still working on yesterday lol.
Please just slow down for a little bit?
I suggest a Pitt stop, I need to unwind.
Otherwise,
Pretty soon I'll be about to crash.
Thursday, November 4, 2010
The Last Shall Be First
Come, tell me your trouble
I'm not your answer
But i'm a listening ear.
Reality has left you reeling
All facts and no feeling
No faith and all fear
I don't know why a good man will fall
While a wicked one stands
And our lives blow about
Like flags on the land
Who's at fault is not important
Good intentions lie dormant
And we are all to blame
While apathy acts like an ally
My enemy and i are one and the same
I don't know why the innocent fall
While the monsters still stand
And our lives blow about
Like flags on the land
I don't know why our words are so proud
Yet their promise soothing
And our lives blow about
Like flags in the wind
Oh you who mourn will be comforted
You who hunger will hunger no more
All the last shall be first
Of this I am sure
You who weep now will laugh again
All you lonely be lonely no more
Yes, the last will be first
Of this I am sure.

I don't know why the innocent fall
Or why the little ones thirst
But i know the last shall be first.
The last shall be first.
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
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