Quote of the Day:

"I am sorry: sorry you have come in for this burden: sorry about everything. Don't adventures ever have an end? I suppose not. Someone else always has to carry on the story..."
-Bilbo Baggins

Such conflict.
Turmoil.
Things I never wanted.
Dreamed of.
Or had nightmares of what could happen.

As always.

Choice.
Live.
Die.
Fight.
Surrender.

I can either fight to make a future or simply let go and let the story here.
But never, is it so simple.
So much pain.
So much regret.
But so much more hope.
So much to dream of.
To dare to dream.

"You" - Kevin Max

"I ran into your arms like Moses parted water
I ran into your arms like an angel to the father
I ran into your arms like a soul that has departed & u rescued me...

I fell down like the stars, u pick me up so tenderly
And I fell down like the stars, my wings made of clay
And I fell down like the stars, you hold me up so all can see
And u rescued me, oh yes

You, You are the One
You are the One, the only One
‘Cause You are,
You, You are the One
You are the One, You are my God

I stumble like a blind man
Destined to this earth I stray
I stumble like a blind man
No redemption
I stumble like a blind man
With eyes blacked out & a mouth of sand
And you rescued me, oh come on

You, You are the One
You are the One, You are my God
‘Cause You are,
You, You are the One
You are the One, the only One

‘Cause you are,

You are the sky that holds the rain
You are my greater stave
You are the drugs that kill the pain
You are everything, the teacher

I stand before your altar,
Falling strain of Abram’s son
I stand before your altar,
Like a lamb that’s to a slaughter

You, You are the One
You are the One, the Only One
‘Cause You are
You, You are the One
You are the One, the only One
And You are
You, You are the One
You are the One
You are my God
And you are
You, You are the One
You are the One, the only One
‘Cause You are

You wanna call me when I’m wondering with doubt
You wanna call and tell me everything’s alright
I know it’s you and you see everything in me
I know it’s you, It’s you

You are the sky that holds the rain
You are my greater stave
You are the drugs that kill my pain
You are everything, the teacher

You are the sky that holds the rain
You are my greater stave
You are the drugs that kill the pain"

Blessed Deconstruction

Living in,
living doubt.
Daily grind,
dreaming in
wanting, just waiting to punch out.

Pushing here at the artifice,
peddling emotions as a high.
Feeling, and living
in this disconnect of reality.
Pushing on.
Pressing through.
Forward through the shadows and flames.

Tear stained regrets aside
as wings spread out,
not that we fly
but that we ride
falling free
and falling true.

Hand in hand,
choosing the path
and wanderers wondering,
on this path of life
as we stumble onward
feeling
and singing the truth of the heart.

Pushing aside regret,
feeling the pull of wind
and the kiss of God's loving embrace,
as we are enveloped,
these wings carrying us
where we would never dare to tread.

Weird?

Nay.

Bizarre.

Unending bizarreness.