Quote of the Day:

"How do I turn this into something I believe,
When it’s something I’ve been told and something I’ve been taught?
How do I turn this into something that I need?
I’ll be lavishly controlled and be someone that I’m not.

Believing in love, believing in hope, surrendering all of my will,
Believing in nothing is scary, believing in something is scarier still.

Believing in love, believing in hope, surrendering all of my will,
Believing in nothing is scary, believing in something is scarier still."
-Showbread, "Precursor" 

Dream a Little Dream

Nothing.
Nothing.
Nothing.

Pain.
Tired.
Wishing I could dream again.
Beauty of beauty,
be not too far from me. 

Sleep,
so exhausted.
I welcome oblivion.
More than I could have asked for.

It's a pity panic attacks are becoming far too expensive to have...

"Show me the way to go home
I'm tired and I want to go to bed
I had a little drink about an hour ago
and it went right to my head..."

Further proof God actively spites me?
This damnable facial hair.
Sandpaper.
That is what my face feels like.
That is what it feels like when ANYTHING touches it.
Yargh.
Almost, almost, almost as bad as a hangnail.

Fibromyalgia oversensitivity, you suck.

Nanowrimo 2012 - Day 26

http://lamecreation.blogspot.com/2012/11/nanowrimo-2012-day-26.html

Farewell 'Friendship'

A wonderful morning to be rid of old trash.
Cutting ties.
Letting go.
Remembering what it's like to smile because of true friendship.

Not fair weather uselessness.

All I can do is simply laugh.
What silly, silly people.

And what did they think I want?
More than a conversation?
Presumption silliness.

Time is passing,
fleeting
and increasing as the clock speeds bye.

I haven't had the time
but I must bid farewell.
Goodnight and goodnight.

Quote of the Day

“Some day you will be old enough to start reading fairy tales again."
-C.S. Lewis

Nanowrimo 2012 - Day 17

http://lamecreation.blogspot.com/2012/11/nanowrimo-2012-day-17.html

"I'll see you on that day
When I walk those last steps Your way
There's something moving in the shadows
There is that rumor of hope
When the Spirit starts roaring
For long we have but no longer will we cope
Love is personified
I'd rather die in love
Than stay alive numb

'Cause I'll still call it 
I'm still longing home

Where the sun never dies
Shine away my shadow
Where it's bright when I shut my eyes
I'll drink until I'm not thirsty
The sun never dies
Shine away my shadow
It's just waiting to rise"

Sort of weird to care so much but there be so little evidence or results.
And not even comments on stupid death inviting things.
Weird.

This is why I don't make idle self harm threats.
Or try to hurt me.
I hurt enough without effort.

"Nothing can stop me now because I don't care anymore"

Sick, Tired, Cellphones Suck

I was supposed to be in Chicago about three or four days ago.
Then money problems happened.
Then car problems happened.
Then cell phone problems happened.
And now I think I'm being revisited by some nasty stomach issues.

I'm going to go.
I have to try.
What do I have to lose when I have everything to gain?

I have to be responsible because some people need me...but I just want to cut those supports and fall.

Fall through the sky.
See the sun.
Touch the clouds.
Feel the wind rip at me.
The mist of breaking clouds.
All before crashing to the ground.

I'm trying to be the best Christian I can.
Prayer.
Study.
Love.
But I feel so weary, so worried, so broken Lord.
I know it's Your strength but it feels the more I pray the greater the burden.

I need You.
The End.
That is all.
Nothing else remotely matters.
Just that this gulf is crossed.
The emptiness filled.
Hope restored.
Beautiful Lord Jesus, whom I need every second.
Thank You.

Nanowrimo 2012 - Day 16

http://lamecreation.blogspot.com/2012/11/nanowrimo-2012-day-16.html

Nanowrimo 2012 - Day 15

http://lamecreation.blogspot.com/2012/11/nanowrimo-2012-day-15.html

"The curse is broken
Heavy burdens are lifted off
And my soul is light as a feather
In Your storm

Waves arrive like thunder
I'm not scared to end up under
Wash away my heartache that's
Creeping in
I'm not scared to loose my skin

I'm waiting for You
I always have
I'm waiting for You
And I always have"

Nanowrimo 2012 - Day 12

http://lamecreation.blogspot.com/

Nanowrimo 2012 - Day 11

http://lamecreation.blogspot.com/2012/11/nanowrimo-2012-day-11.html

Nanowrimo 2012 - Day 10

http://lamecreation.blogspot.com/2012/11/nanowrimo-2012-day-10.html

More writing.
More updates.

Nanowrimo 2012 - Day 8

http://lamecreation.blogspot.com/2012/11/nanowrimo-2012-day-8.html

Another post.
Another day.
More progress.
Sort of.

Nanowrimo 2012 - Day 7

http://lamecreation.blogspot.com/2012/11/nanowrimo-novel-2012-day-7.html

It's a link.
Go read.
Or not.
Please?

Nanowrimo 2012 - Day 6

http://lamecreation.blogspot.com/2012/11/nanowrimo-2012-day-6.html

Nanowrimo 2012 - Day Five

http://lamecreation.blogspot.com/2012/11/nanowrimo-2012-day-5.html

"You Will Die in a Prison" - Showbread

"sometimes i feel broken
and there are things that i never say to anyone
like sometimes i don't feel rescued
and sometimes i don't believe you love me at all

when i allow myself the fantasy that i might have made you proud
i feel ashamed

i honestly believe with all of my soul that you love the whole world
just maybe not me

it's not that i feel overlooked or that you've done me wrong
maybe at the end of the day, i just don't love myself

when i try to impress you i hate myself
and i could run better if i could stay on track
and every time i turn around, every time you welcome me back
it's hard to love someone so big and be someone so small
and i'm afraid that you're the one who thinks that i don't love you at all
but i do

you rend the veil that hides your face
you speak light into the dark
you've beaten back the hoards of death
you tear their crowns apart
no more aching and crying
you lift the burden of my shame
no more breaking and dying
you remember my name

(i can see it coming:)
the ill and the affirmed leave their sickness behind
all disease is crushed in defeat
the shadows shrinking back, disappear in the light
the paralyzed rise to their feet

the broken and oppressed overflow with joy
the abused become royalty
darkness and despair are banished for good
and death can find no loyalty

the tormented see peace in the fading night
and all the brokenhearted feel their hearts begin to mend
the lowercase gods are all crushed by the King
the hungry and the destitute will never go without again

war and poverty are vanquished
no pain, no suffering, no dismay
evil, death and all their friends are forever washed away

our faith in you will cry out for the day
our hope in you will not be misplaced
for now we see through a fogged piece of glass
but soon we will see face to face

you rend the veil that hides your face
you speak light into the dark
you've beaten down the hoards of death
you've torn their crowns apart
come Lord, come! let the last be first
wipe every tear from the face of the earth
put all wrongs to right
make everything new
the cancer of death is defeated by You"