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| Monday, October 24th, 2005 | | 10:34 am |
hray. i know im issing somthng, i jut cant figur ot wat i i. it is clear that i am not perfet. pr em i pot tugether perpect, just misguidid id how in doimg wgat in doigg. the puzzle put together puts it visually that i am not perfect even underneath the image. what everyone sees is not exact nor are they misguided in who i've let them know i am. i'm not a hypocrite, just perfect. perfectly created into flaw that was designed to take you out of mind and into heart and take me for who i am not who i am or let you know i am because i am neither. i am perfect. and my flaws are something i need to simply own up two and try my hardest not to comply to, thats why i call them flaws If my flaws ever come in handy I will know and use them accordingly so I do not need to worry about if my flaws are good or bad, thats why I call them flaws. There is a reason they are called flaws, and there is a reason why I try not to comply with them. hurray. i'm perfct! Current Mood: complacentCurrent Music: Project 86 - Spy Hunter | | Sunday, September 11th, 2005 | | 1:31 am |
man i'm cool i speak my truth and i am out... silence falls and the wind bites what i spoke warmth upon and a gust of chilly willy slides on the back ... not too often do i leave with out a reason and boy do i have reasons for the seasons they change and i go and i show a new town whats going on brown cow this posse is bout to be flipped upside down but i'm here for you i don't want you for myself as much as i want you safe my finger isn't pointed but my words are spit like throwing knifes in a circus fashion: as close as possible with out cutting the skin so you k/now whats happening and make the first move... i hope you're in motion before the next words leave my mouth or this whole brotherhood/companionship could go south unless you know my aim and fix the goal to what i pertain to, aim to please...who? if we see the same cloud we can precieve it as and alligator or a caboose and pump cart but i know someone unchanging and always the same if we see something different one of us loses if this makes sense...please explain it to me | | Saturday, September 10th, 2005 | | 11:12 am |
when i like the girl that doesn't like the guy bam, in the face cement brick crumble on the dome smack of reality i keep hitting myself with a stone that may not even exist and promise it's better than my fist without a hint of reality keep your blunt objects away from me i don't need em i don't want em i am not in a state of panic i am not in a state of approval i am in a state of two cities one is wisdom and the other is purity i rely on what i don't have and i'm all good | | Wednesday, September 7th, 2005 | | 2:59 pm |
ok, i figured it out
how can i be natural... GOD thanks a bunch, if it wasn't for him, i wouldn't be here, and he makes it easy to love people, and i love hanging out with someone i know i am natural in his wisdom his wisdom is first of all pure... thats all you need to know Current Mood: excitedCurrent Music: Donnie Darko | | Monday, September 5th, 2005 | | 10:12 pm |
finally pappy and i cuddled. | | Sunday, September 4th, 2005 | | 4:05 am |
there's a gun with everything i want inside of it she holds it and i want so much for her to pull it but what happens when the trigger is pulled the spring snaps back metal to metal wait go back cause i don't know how to reverse time... ok, so she's pulling it back no no no wait wait... go back.... before that. i gave her the gun. i gave her what i wanted her to have it may too much or too little but i gave her... everything? why... how... ... it doesn't matter, cause when she has it i know that there was no safety it's fully loaded, and i'm not pulling the trigger six shots is not how i work i have one, and she has the number one gun i don't know how... i don't know why... but she just pulled the trigger | | Saturday, September 3rd, 2005 | | 10:55 pm |
ok, obviously, after this ammount of time of not writing, i would need a reason to get back into it. SCHOOL has started, and i think 3 people have subscriptions to my weblog, so this is mainly theraputic. So. Toni Bunker. What a princess pal. Any ways, thats all. She wins at everything. And I SO wanna be her. But seriously i spent time with her and it was tubular to just twitch to sleep after a good talking with. Glorious getting to know someone, just listening to what mattered to her and her thoughts in general made me think who others are and how we affect them. I found out things that are just cool about life while going to sleep. T Bunky Bunk. What a classy gal. Living life, and letting them know they matter, doesn't need to be verbal. I need to spend more time with my thrift store friend tt. She is awesome and i hung out with her like...twice. AND MEMORY IS THE GREATEST GAME EVER! She is a friend of mine, so i need to show her with time, not only that, i get to show her i care through time. It's so much more fun, than just telling people, and it usually means more. I no longer need to spend time worring about what others think, because I am in christ. here's the thing. I DO care if people don't like me. But I more care of what a friend thinks of me. I don't need them to adore me, or be the coolest kid in their life, but i can't have someone not liking me unless i know why. IF a weak reason, then it's foolish and i don't mind/care. If there is a reason, i want to be able to learn from how i treated them and grow. I don't believe in just being satisfied with mattering to God. If i don't matter in other peoples life, i wasted it. that is really where i'm coming from in regards to the above. JC has everything, I have no care in the world, i follow him, i have no worries. But I need to follow his calling, because i hear it more than i realize. Just with subtle feelings like tiredness. I can't spend time building relationships even though that is one of the most important callings in the world, if i have a calling to do my hw, or spend time praying, or with another friend. I miss captain kangaroo because no one can keep a mustache like he could. I need to see jerry mcguire...i think. I saw some wresteling that i liked. I NEED to make a hayley westerna music video PRONTO. puppy. Dog. homey. comfortable. jaguar. puma. nike. bball. bases. 3. Jesus. I HAVE NO CARE EXCEPT THE CARE CHRIST GIVES ME. deep huh, aka, i don't care if my hair can stare and blare at the state fair. (washing dishes...) "Is he really going to sell the house?" "HOUSE!?!?" i wanna know, and yet i don't... wanna know what the 3rd floor girls were all loving like a bia on sept. 3rd, 2005 approx. 12:20 am i'll let that go to the lord and may they be judged mercifully Current Mood: giddyCurrent Music: Broken Social Scene - Guilty Cubicles | | Tuesday, August 30th, 2005 | | 10:17 am |
what are we again
is it you and her again
is it you and him again
where do we lie...
in regards to how we lie
5 times 10 times are we leaving it to time
or can we start new boundaries and choose to redefine
paradigm for a pair of dimes or more
depending on what we both are looking for
cause if one of us slips... and rises or falls
troubles fall like a glass ball coming down
down on my foot and i don't like when i get cut
but, i am willing to risk my baseball card collection
even the KG Jr. signed rookie card first edition kept mint
and things that in comparison would make that look like lint
and nothing more than dirt, cause we hold hearts not worth breaking
but worth risking
and newness, is not found in her | | Saturday, August 20th, 2005 | | 9:46 pm |
totally entralled with material issue's "valerie loves me" and mrs. bedingfield's "these words" | | Saturday, August 13th, 2005 | | 7:53 pm |
a zither has too many strings let it have one, and focus we can do so much with one but we can harmonize with many how often are all strands used to their full potential sand, dust, dirt, so many how could we comprehend a single unless multiplied care for a dying plant we are the same and no one likes to be the only one dying we've been taught to grow don't let death touch a single petal of a friend unless they've been taught to heal themselves in which case all you can do is what they can't and some parts you can't touch james 1:11 | | Tuesday, August 2nd, 2005 | | 8:19 pm |
i can't study right now, i'm continually thinking about how i should be more friendly i think, i shouldn't bother this person but who am i to say they don't want to be talked to i care enough to not, then i should care enough to if i REALLY care maybe i don't have balls to do it maybe i should just do it, i usually do it are people i know a factor in meeting people i don't know? i care for these people and it's time i showed it by caring to their faces they will know your fakeness unless you're are real in which case they'll know your truth and caring in christ is something i can't live without because it makes me feel so dang good, and it makes God feel so dang good which makes me feel even better! Current Mood: blankCurrent Music: A Perfect Circle - Counting Bodies Like Sheep to the Rhy... | | Monday, August 1st, 2005 | | 8:44 pm |
a poem from a thought
i pull the lever and nothing comes out tricks leave me red and cold you give me gifts none from your heart, or even you you take credit for others greatness i buy it cause i have no basis to not you disquise your sent all too well you have given me nothing i wash you clean with the hose blasting the truth from your plastic skin the light makes clear your shifting shadows your stage is your humiliation i open the book you gave me it is to me from the one who truly loved me my clock has been reset now when i am given gifts the covering darkness is no longer protection you stood in that corner and now no one is there instead the light is a revealing joy to finally know where this love comes from while reading james 1:16-18 | | Friday, July 1st, 2005 | | 11:03 pm |
it's not me
it's not me speaking
it's my voice
my portrayal of what is supposed to happen
saliva warms my words
it flows slowly like a dribble
and you understand when i spit
i want to let you know
time isn't influenced by gravity
or is it
could i let it drip sooner
than hit you with spit
i hope wish and pray so
come to me
my throat gets rash
heal what doesn't need to be filled
but you heal when i fail
feel it in your throat
harmony Current Music: Listener - You're So Special | | Monday, June 6th, 2005 | | 9:19 am |
| | Wednesday, May 25th, 2005 | | 3:11 am |
does anyone know the song that they play during one of the new asian writing commercials that is hip hoppy with a sort of "lady and the tramp" siamese song to it? i'd LOOOOOOOOOVE to know who did that. tnx this is only because i don't know how to post in another community can someone help me? sorry poem readers... i only get post to poems section weird? Current Mood: groggyCurrent Music: Mars Ill | | Tuesday, May 24th, 2005 | | 10:08 pm |
My Life moves at the speed of the light My Life I’m in the fight of my life for all of my life My life is in the lime light my life here is finite So gather round tonight and take a look at my life -Mars Ill it's alright to put someone elses poetry up right? if not, here is something to make up for it my life, ha, what life but seriously here it is i'm serious, LOOK you see it in my words by whatever humor you see whatever facial expression you see me having if i was reciting this excript of life thats how i feel, to you that is you will never see me because it's my LIFE that makes me my life you won't see it all and you don't have to but when you see my life, what you take it for that is i don't care who you are i want to give you my life if you want a piece which it seems like you do I can only hope no matter what piece you ask for it can be of my life since you want some i want to make my life ultimate i want the best for you so i work my butt off unselfish or arrogantly selfish waiting for praise and rewards if i give you EVERYTHING forget about thinking forget what i said ignore clouding thoughts i probably put them there know that you see my life know that if i give you crap i meant to give you gems but forgot what my life was made of and matter for and i'm here to share it with you now all the best to you here it is my life your life his life our life but always my life Current Mood: complacentCurrent Music: Mars Ill | | 5:31 pm |
thanks tt
sadness prevails unless we set sails sadness prevails unless we set sails oceans don't come and go we enter them willingly with high hopes decicions are made with mast high we go furthest with the wind with us actions and counter actions defy you but are what you need to make me that way you and I find land but can sail together any time We do our own damage, and I love fixing it building better boats floating faster and further when we hit each other on the same vessel we tear ourselves apart sadness prevails unless we set sails I reach to pull them up, you pull with me we set sails sadness prevailed until we set sails and we have set sail Current Mood: cheerfulCurrent Music: The Rocket Summer |
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