"The more you see the less you know
The less you find out as you go
I knew much more then than I do now

Neon heart, day glow eyes
A city lit by fireflies
They're advertising in the skies
For people like us

And I miss you when you're not around
I'm getting ready to leave the ground
Oh you look so beautiful tonight
In the city of blinding lights"

I feel the need to break away from this...to shun my appetites for self destruction, the addiction of self...I see myself in eternity and know I am heading the right way but oh there is so much more...so much further to go...

Is it possible to honor Christ and hold onto money?
Property?
Possessions?

These are real questions...just as I feel real pacifism is...

I want to set a fire with these poor words, see it burn and hope I can walk into the night with You.

Heal me.
Cleanse me.
Fix me.

Teach me please.
...and send me.

Quote of the Day:

"The person who is really in revolt is the optimist, who generally lives and dies in a desperate and suicidal effort to persuade all the other people how good they are. It has been proved a hundred times over that if you really wish to enrage people and make them angry, even unto death, the right way to do it is to tell them that they are all the sons of God."
-G. K. Chesterton

Hello masochism.
Did you miss me?

"'Cause the sweetest melody is the one we haven't heard
Is it true that perfect love drives out all fear
The right to appear ridiculous is something I hold dear
Oh, but a change of heart comes slow"