Friday, May 16, 2003

...Loud Music... pouring into my soul... shoulders aching... mind throbbing... God just crawl your way inside...

Thursday, May 15, 2003

Beautiful Girl, your the murder in my World, dressing coffines for the souls i'v left to die.

Tuesday, May 13, 2003


Fantasies have to be unrealistic
Because the moment, the second that you get what you seek
You don’t, you can’t, want it anymore.
In order to continue to exist
Desire must have its objects,
Perpetually absent

It’s not the "it" that you want
It’s the fantasy of "it"

Be careful what you wish for,
Not because you might get it,
But because your doomed not to want it once you do.

Living by your wants will never make you happy
What it means to be fully human is to strive to live by ideas and ideals
And not to measure your life by
What you’ve attained in terms of your desires
But those small moments
Of integrity, compassion, rationality,
Even self sacrifice.

Because in the end, the only way we can measure the significance of our own lives,
Is by valuing the lives
Of Others.

Thursday, May 08, 2003

I will dry my tears
And i will nurse my bones
Wiggle my toes
See if i can find someone
Who will hold me
Without me needing to ask
Somewhere in my dreams

The sad bit is
If i dont find someone
I'll be dissapointed

And if i do...

...Itll make this life
So much harder to come back to.

Friday, May 02, 2003

One night I had a wondrous dream,
One set of footprints there was seen,
The footprints of my precious Lord,
But mine were not along the shore.

But then some stranger prints appeared...
And I asked the Lord, "What have we have here.
Those prints are large and round and neat.
But Lord, they are too big for feet."

"My child," He said in somber tones,
"For miles I carried you alone.
I challenged you to walk in faith,
But you refused and made me wait."

"You disobeyed, you would not grow,
The walk of faith you would not know...
So I got tired, I got fed up,
And there I dropped you on your butt."

"Because in life there comes a time
When one must fight, and one must climb,
When one must rise and take a stand,
Or leave their butt prints in the sand."

--Author Unknown