She’s so cool it’s almost erie
she’s so fine I lost all hope
Genetical testing
something has gone wrong
she should get back in
her cage before they find she’s gone
She said she hated Kenny G
that girl is way too good for me
We’ll break up before it starts
She’ll only tear my world apart
da na na na na na na na
Pre-ex-girlfriend, that girl is just too fine
Pre-ex-girlfriend, leaving me behind
You might say she’s everything
just before everything goes wrong
She’s sunshine and lightning
she pulls at my heartstrings
she’s stunning and then she’s gone
The intellect that girl has
She’s saying "death to false jazz"
Like kryptonite to Superman
she’s here to break my heart again
da na na na na na na na
Pre-ex-girlfriend, that girl is just too fine
Pre-ex-girlfriend, leaving me behind
Watch her on the floor tonight
feel the crush she will incite
the spark of hope she will ignite
a beautiful sight
Softer than the lightest snows
watch her as the moment slows
in my face the door will close
and there she goes.
Friday, November 6, 2009
I do not like family and the need to tell me what to do or how to do it.
I *CAN'T* take classes with money I would be getting loans for in my name?
Seriously?
I just want to tell the lot of them to piss off because I hate living here and have no desire to be here. If I didn't feel like I was dying every time I ate food I would have been gone a year and a half ago out of this God forsaken town and state.
I *CAN'T* take classes with money I would be getting loans for in my name?
Seriously?
I just want to tell the lot of them to piss off because I hate living here and have no desire to be here. If I didn't feel like I was dying every time I ate food I would have been gone a year and a half ago out of this God forsaken town and state.
Blindside's album "The Great Depression" still has the ability to always help me get rid of these upset feelings and try and relax.
Swedish Christian metal is some of the best.
*sigh* I'm rapidly falling behind in NANOWRIMO...help?
"And so one morning just before dawn You came
Out of the forest towards my window
With a smile in Your hand
As the moist air up to Your knees started swirling like smoke
I saw Your lips move
Asking: Did you lose something
I stood glued to the window
Emotions running through my vein
How I know a word I can’t explain
I think I’ve known you all along
Just lost Your face in the crowd for awhile
I think I have been holding my breath all my life
Can I exhale and go into exile
Ask me now and I’ll run away with You
And so with the dawn You’ve come
Eye to eye with nothing in between but this fragile glass
Your lips move again
I try but I can’t detect the vibrations in the air
How I’ve longed to inhale Your breath
It’s still early and I see your words getting caught
In the window slowly turning into frost
I see Your hand move and I can’t detain
Scraping down a word I can’t explain
I think I’ve known you all along
Just lost Your face in the crowd for awhile
I think I have been holding my breath all my life
Can I exhale and go into exile
Ask me now and I’ll run away with You"
-Blindside, "Ask Me Now"
God I'm so feeling this song right now...there is nothing more I want to do than just leave this place...this stupid floating rock in seemingly infinite space forever...part of me doesn't want to die...but God I long to be able to breath again...my lungs are collapsed from the pain of breathing this sulfur.
Jesus I don't know how You walked this earth in holy perfection, how the wrath is held back when You've dealt with such an apathetic people...but thank You, thanks for holding back wrath and extending to arms in love.
As soon as my time here is done, don't terry...call me home...nothing is holding me in place and I'm going to go flying as soon as You say the words..what few people I love I'll meet with You soon enough...
This physical pain is getting to be so unbearable...they will do nothing to treat my pain..and my Jesus...do you want me to suffer? Is me being in pain something that will make Your glory expand?
The pain makes me long for death but I am trying so hard to be an adult and pray for strength...but I'm so tired...I want to come Home...I want to feel Your embrace and know that this struggle...my heart being shattered into a million pieces was worth it...whatever good I'm doing and done...that You will finish the work started...like only You can...
Swedish Christian metal is some of the best.
*sigh* I'm rapidly falling behind in NANOWRIMO...help?
"And so one morning just before dawn You came
Out of the forest towards my window
With a smile in Your hand
As the moist air up to Your knees started swirling like smoke
I saw Your lips move
Asking: Did you lose something
I stood glued to the window
Emotions running through my vein
How I know a word I can’t explain
I think I’ve known you all along
Just lost Your face in the crowd for awhile
I think I have been holding my breath all my life
Can I exhale and go into exile
Ask me now and I’ll run away with You
And so with the dawn You’ve come
Eye to eye with nothing in between but this fragile glass
Your lips move again
I try but I can’t detect the vibrations in the air
How I’ve longed to inhale Your breath
It’s still early and I see your words getting caught
In the window slowly turning into frost
I see Your hand move and I can’t detain
Scraping down a word I can’t explain
I think I’ve known you all along
Just lost Your face in the crowd for awhile
I think I have been holding my breath all my life
Can I exhale and go into exile
Ask me now and I’ll run away with You"
-Blindside, "Ask Me Now"
God I'm so feeling this song right now...there is nothing more I want to do than just leave this place...this stupid floating rock in seemingly infinite space forever...part of me doesn't want to die...but God I long to be able to breath again...my lungs are collapsed from the pain of breathing this sulfur.
Jesus I don't know how You walked this earth in holy perfection, how the wrath is held back when You've dealt with such an apathetic people...but thank You, thanks for holding back wrath and extending to arms in love.
As soon as my time here is done, don't terry...call me home...nothing is holding me in place and I'm going to go flying as soon as You say the words..what few people I love I'll meet with You soon enough...
This physical pain is getting to be so unbearable...they will do nothing to treat my pain..and my Jesus...do you want me to suffer? Is me being in pain something that will make Your glory expand?
The pain makes me long for death but I am trying so hard to be an adult and pray for strength...but I'm so tired...I want to come Home...I want to feel Your embrace and know that this struggle...my heart being shattered into a million pieces was worth it...whatever good I'm doing and done...that You will finish the work started...like only You can...
To clear up a small misconception...
I'm not a nice guy.
I am a very angry, very quite, very short tempered and very apathetic person when it comes to anything involving the term family.
I prefer to be left alone.
In fact being in another hemisphere as my family is too close.
The only time I managed to go two weeks without being bothered was when I was in China...granted I was dying of dysentery at the time but it was a fair trade.
I just...want...peace.
Why the fug does that mean it requires ludicrous amounts of money I do not have access to?
Jesus, could we just save time and have you simply blow up any plans I make AHEAD of time? You know...just so we can skip on the whole getting my hopes up part?
Please?
Just stream line my misery a bit?
I'm sure we can make it work more efficient that way.
I'm going to be in miserable pain so why should we break up the monotony with any intelligent conversation? Me having hopes about the future? Heck...why have anymore good books?
Let's kill that right now.
Ignorance is bliss!
Right?
All I need is stupid MTV and reality program, screw eating vegetables and give me an IV full of cola. That's all I want babe, rot my body and my mind.
Soul?
Who said anything about a soul?
We don't have those hear!
Just hedonistic, self centered pleasure!
Heck forget the pleasure, just give me that good ol' misery and I'll be good!
I am a very angry, very quite, very short tempered and very apathetic person when it comes to anything involving the term family.
I prefer to be left alone.
In fact being in another hemisphere as my family is too close.
The only time I managed to go two weeks without being bothered was when I was in China...granted I was dying of dysentery at the time but it was a fair trade.
I just...want...peace.
Why the fug does that mean it requires ludicrous amounts of money I do not have access to?
Jesus, could we just save time and have you simply blow up any plans I make AHEAD of time? You know...just so we can skip on the whole getting my hopes up part?
Please?
Just stream line my misery a bit?
I'm sure we can make it work more efficient that way.
I'm going to be in miserable pain so why should we break up the monotony with any intelligent conversation? Me having hopes about the future? Heck...why have anymore good books?
Let's kill that right now.
Ignorance is bliss!
Right?
All I need is stupid MTV and reality program, screw eating vegetables and give me an IV full of cola. That's all I want babe, rot my body and my mind.
Soul?
Who said anything about a soul?
We don't have those hear!
Just hedonistic, self centered pleasure!
Heck forget the pleasure, just give me that good ol' misery and I'll be good!
"Come and find me my Love
If it's not too late, you'll know where to look
I leave no tracks, no scent, no trace
If it's not too late, you'll know where to look
Please forget the things I said and I wrote
Forget them and throw them away
Forget the things that I wrecked and I broke
Forget me and throw me away
The dark to me is a comfort
It offers blindness to me
There are so many horrible things in the light
They hurt for me to see
If you find me, carry me home
Don't wake me or whisper my name
Lock me in the warmth of your arms
And walk me away from my shame"
If it's not too late, you'll know where to look
I leave no tracks, no scent, no trace
If it's not too late, you'll know where to look
Please forget the things I said and I wrote
Forget them and throw them away
Forget the things that I wrecked and I broke
Forget me and throw me away
The dark to me is a comfort
It offers blindness to me
There are so many horrible things in the light
They hurt for me to see
If you find me, carry me home
Don't wake me or whisper my name
Lock me in the warmth of your arms
And walk me away from my shame"
On Tacos
No sleep coupled with pain...leads to a rather irrational state of mind.
I most certainly hope I do not have to sign any important legal documents today.
At this point I think I would sign over all my earthly possessions for a taco.
It wouldn't even have to be a good taco.
I just want a taco.
Is that too much to ask for?
Tacos are awesome.
So much more reliable than about...well I haven't done the math but it is a large number, like...the majority of the people I know.
Tacos are dependable because they are so tasty.
They are always hand held.
They smell like heaven...or you know at least like fried beef and/or chicken.
They make me smile.
They don't make you feel inferior.
If they could give hugs I'm sure they would, so they would be incredibly tasty hugs.
Putting sauce on them only increases their awesome powers.
So you know...tacos are actually perfect.
If I had to choose between best friends or tacos, the tacos would win.
If I had to choose between marriage and a family or a taco...you better believe I would shove the people out the door and enjoy my freaking taco!
Nothing is better.
Tacos, tacos, tacos.
I most certainly hope I do not have to sign any important legal documents today.
At this point I think I would sign over all my earthly possessions for a taco.
It wouldn't even have to be a good taco.
I just want a taco.
Is that too much to ask for?
Tacos are awesome.
So much more reliable than about...well I haven't done the math but it is a large number, like...the majority of the people I know.
Tacos are dependable because they are so tasty.
They are always hand held.
They smell like heaven...or you know at least like fried beef and/or chicken.
They make me smile.
They don't make you feel inferior.
If they could give hugs I'm sure they would, so they would be incredibly tasty hugs.
Putting sauce on them only increases their awesome powers.
So you know...tacos are actually perfect.
If I had to choose between best friends or tacos, the tacos would win.
If I had to choose between marriage and a family or a taco...you better believe I would shove the people out the door and enjoy my freaking taco!
Nothing is better.
Tacos, tacos, tacos.
"The world is a husk to be peeled back and torn
My body a shell that now breaks
How I long to escape from the chains that I’ve worn
And hasten my greatest escape
And when I breathe my very last, don’t shed a tear for me
Discard the body that once was my prison, for I’ll have been set free
And when the trumpets call us home and I’m no longer bedded by pain
Our tears will be forever dried, for the author of life knows my name
So we trample the hoards of the pointless and blank
We will die for the truth in our hearts
No force that exists will tear us from His hands
Nothing will tear us apart
Though the mirror is dull, the reflection obscured
We look beyond the obtuse
And the world weighs down, beating us to the ground
But her efforts are of little use
The Anointed One has purchased our souls
Death is battered and lifeless before me
The truth rains down for the children of Christ
And the truth has set us free
And through it all we rise when we fall
Though the road grows more narrow before me
Though we ache, though we cry, never break, never die
The one truth there it sets us free "
My body a shell that now breaks
How I long to escape from the chains that I’ve worn
And hasten my greatest escape
And when I breathe my very last, don’t shed a tear for me
Discard the body that once was my prison, for I’ll have been set free
And when the trumpets call us home and I’m no longer bedded by pain
Our tears will be forever dried, for the author of life knows my name
So we trample the hoards of the pointless and blank
We will die for the truth in our hearts
No force that exists will tear us from His hands
Nothing will tear us apart
Though the mirror is dull, the reflection obscured
We look beyond the obtuse
And the world weighs down, beating us to the ground
But her efforts are of little use
The Anointed One has purchased our souls
Death is battered and lifeless before me
The truth rains down for the children of Christ
And the truth has set us free
And through it all we rise when we fall
Though the road grows more narrow before me
Though we ache, though we cry, never break, never die
The one truth there it sets us free "
Quote of the Day - Part Two:
“Faith is deliberate confidence in the character of God whose ways you may not understand at the time.”
-Oswald Chambers
-Oswald Chambers
Quote of the Day:
“The opposite of love is not hate, it's indifference. The opposite of art is not ugliness, it's indifference. The opposite of faith is not heresy, it's indifference. And the opposite of life is not death, it's indifference.”
-Elie Wiesel
-Elie Wiesel
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