The decision was hard for me, but I think it will help me long term. I'm taking part in a 30 day fast. I'm not doing this to brag, or to push my own limits. But, I'm giving up Xanga for 30 day's. It's going to be hard. Very hard. We're suppose to give up… Continue reading 30 days Away from Xanga
Month: September 2008
A day on a plane
The truth of the matter is that we know near to nothing about the world around us. Our judgments of other are most likely slanted, incorrect and stereotypical as we attempt to dance through this life tring remembering the steps and rhythms. I'm back from the breezy city of San Francisco. I feel off-balanced like… Continue reading A day on a plane
California where we started from…
Well...not really. I've been to California three times before. Once for my dad's inauguration for his pastoral doctoral degree, a family reunion, and to see my uncle and aunt. Now my whole family is flying from our respectable areas to meet in California for cousin's wedding. It's going to be exciting but at the same… Continue reading California where we started from…
The Escapist
If you understood, who I am, what I am, and what I've become you would have wanted to run away. No I'm no shadow underneath the window sill. No I'm no Freudian slip, I just lost my grip. And if complications could become my awareness. I hid behind the curtains on a thunderous night. I… Continue reading The Escapist
Sunday mourning
Sunday mourning, I was awakened by the somewhat soothing but yet irritating sound of my alarm clock. I jump down from my bunk bed, run to turn off my alarm clock. I glance at the time and head back to bed like usual. My roommates gone for the weekend to go home. For some reason… Continue reading Sunday mourning
Unknown
Call it all down and say what we need to say. We're not the sons of thunder as we demand fire.Fall down and creepSoundly we sleep Foundations of dirt and dustWe all lust for lust Chance may play a roll Found another coal In your Christmas stocking Tired of all this mocking Helicopters above Don't… Continue reading Unknown
Blank Stare
A blank but noticeable stare reveals your eyes behind your dark hair As a moment passes like another hour We wish this thought could scream louder A breath of fresh air is another token For another thought full of emotion As the beast crawls to his master We wish this would go faster Go
I am so excited
Ramble
At so many levels does a human being long for so much more in the world. As we walk with those who could not even care about the breath or heart beat and the realizations and complications in our life we are often perplexed by our mere existence. If nothing more than the pain that… Continue reading Ramble
If I could head into this reef of destruction that would tear apart my ship into multiple pieces I would. This storms been brewing, or maybe it came out of no where. And I'm holding on for dear life, hoping for someone to come to claim this life of mine. Maybe I've been waiting for… Continue reading