May 2012
19 posts
Sorry I never had the courage to face adversity, never had courage to own up. I’m sorry I never had strength to bring things back together, never dare to speak up. I’m sorry that the “force” had to go this way. I will try to make it up to you. If only you knew, if only I wasn’t such a timid. Be gracious with me, I’m merely human.
this is tagged as a #traumatic #emotional #crazy post.
I realize as “moved on” as I’m about my dad’s death; as much as I know he is in “the better place”, there are certain places and moments in a day, week, month that I feel as close to him as real. It is moments where I walked past the semi-closed door of my parents room, and I think I see him lying there...
Let it be done.
I’m conflicted how we can be the most judgmental creatures. I understand that u might gain some credit to throw the first stone if u were the elder son, the one who kept the law. You might argue that one’s life can be determined one’s action and that he is the captain of his fate.
The question boils down to the idea, if I were to fail you ten times, would you still help me for...
I sing over you my bride
I draw you closer
I have waited so long for you my bride
Just to tell you “I love you”
I sing over you my bride
Your faces I remember
I have not left you
Not even in your destitute
I sing over you dear ones
I’ve sent the bridegroom for you
The price has been paid, you are mine
The cup of wine you partake
You will remember that I’m...
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How We Talk About The People We Don’t Know Anymore
MAY. 8, 2012 By STEPHANIE GEORGOPULOS
(Thoughtcatalogue)
We broach the subject in a shade-cloaked backyard after drinking three glasses of wine with a friend who has never met them, will never meet them. We begin slowly, carefully, flirting with ambiguity and speaking in fat generalizations: this guy I once dated and it was a long time ago....
I’m convinced after last night’s thunderstorm that we need both FORM and POWER.
” And my speech and my preaching were not with persuasive words of human wisdom, but in demonstration of the Spirit and of power, that YOUR faith should NOT be in the wisdom of men but in the POWER of God” (1 corinthians 2:4-5).
We need the power, not because we are power hungry, (oh please...
Sleepers
I went back to the park where we used to sit and talk for hours.
We’d laugh and make our plans. We swore that we’d be friends forever.
It’s been such a long long time since we have talked.
It’s been such a long long time since we’ve seen eye to eye.
We used to feel the same. It’s obvious to me:
We dreamt the same dreams but now you’re awake
But...
I want to know You,
Let Your spirit overwhelm me,
let Your presence overtake heart.
How I feel about you?
I won’t give up on us.
God knows I’m tough enough
We got a lot to learn
Lady you are worth it
Applestores
moon shines bright in the city light
Green Red neon flashes wide
Time has given me lessons
Who’s the district’s teacher in charge
Fear has taught me love
Pain has given me will
Time has given me skills
You are my justice
Blood soaked in my hands
Will you still know me like I was 16
Death cold and strong it came
And took them all away
Who will fight when all else fails.
...
Stay. Please.
“Fear dismembers and disfigures our perspective of God, making Him seem a powerless pawn controlled by our circumstances. But when re-member the Lord and recount His works, we begin to re-form our vision of His greatness in our hearts. As we mediate on His greatness, confidence begins to sprout in the soil of our faith, and soon fear’s fantasy is unmasked, flogged and sent...
April 2012
19 posts
There is a delicate balance between divine...
funnyhow:
“So we must not say that everything is predetermined, as if we are robots. But it does mean that God can shape events. If i were playing against a master chess player, he would win, but I would be free to make the moves I wanted to make. So every move I make, he can match, and he can still win. God has more free will than us, so our freedom is limited by his. There’s a flexibility in...
God broke out, and He broke out again, and again.
He broke out and prove me many things. Amount the many there was one that I had argued with Him during the week, and He made His point.
What’s the point of keeping my sanity when I lose Him and what He is doing. May I be a fool in the eyes of man and be intimate with You. I think my brains are one item I could afford to lose.
Now Lord...
A midnight sanity
I’ve lost myself in the abyss of creativity. “I’m sane.”
It’s a pleasure that art brings you. The satisfaction of creating, designing; from nothing to a piece of pleasure. Hitting the right notes; finding the right words; filling it with depth and yet not too much to cloud it; telling a story with the right amount of emotions and description to allow his audience...
A Painting I Once Knew: Laced →
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Laced between fingers, connecting sets of skin and bone, tying together locking lips, carrying hushed voices, tickling noses, in between everything, in all the little dark corners and sketchy alleyways of our hearts, or the filth ridden streets our minds wonder down, love exists. Sometimes…
On a less serious note, I hope I’ll do this for all of u. (Aww)
If you ever find yourself stuck in the middle of the sea
I’ll sail the world to find you
If you ever find yourself lost in the dark and you can’t see
I’ll be the light to guide you
Find out what we’re made of
When we are called to help our friends in need
I’ve place much thoughts into it.
Not that I’ve no desire, but I’ve no belief in the steward
Understand that what man is capable is limited.
And that God is sovereign.
But I fear the burden might be too heavy to bare.
I will not throw my towel in,
But a perfectionist desire that the job be done in excellence
That the King might receive His glory.
Every single one...
Wherever you ripe fields behold,
Waving to God their sheaves of gold,
Be sure some com of wheat has died,
Some saintly soul been crucified;
Someone has suffered, wept and prayed,
And fought hell’s legions undismayed.
Someone has suffered, wept and prayed,
And fought hell’s legions undismayed
Frodo: I can’t do this, Sam. Sam: I know. It’s all wrong. By rights we shouldn’t even be here. But we are. It’s like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger, they were. And sometimes you didn’t want to know the end. Because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad...
the scary truth is i’ve found security in my gun and not who i’m nor the things i believe. So help me oh Lord. I’ve not turned a ear or harden my heart but my every essence sways like that of the dandelions, fragile and weak. But my will and my heart i hold on to a love stronger than death. Time will tell what men will do, in hope we push on, in faith we hold on, in love we do...
Axl Rose to the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame: Please... →
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That said, I won’t be attending The Rock And Roll Hall Of Fame Induction 2012 Ceremony and I respectfully decline my induction as a member of Guns N’ Roses to the Rock And Roll Hall Of Fame.
I strongly request that I not be inducted in absentia and please know that no one is authorized nor may anyone be permitted to accept any induction for me or speak on my behalf. Neither...
There is luxury in self reproach. When we blame ourselves we feel no one else has a right to blame us.
- Oscar Wilde
March 2012
4 posts
The hurt is too real, so raw covered by a skin so thin.
the fear has turned into anger; you are not alone in this.
Your brothers will hold your hand.
They will stop letting words eat you up,.
I read this somewhere, like my previous post…
Death’s a fierce meadowlark: but to die having made
Something more equal to centuries
Than muscle and bone, is mostly to shed weakness.
The mountains are dead stone, the people
Admire or hate their stature, their insolent quietness,
The mountains are not softened or troubled
And a few dead men’s thoughts have the same temper.
The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but
shorter tempers, wider Freeways, but narrower viewpoints. We spend more,
but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and
smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees
but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more
problems, more medicine, but less...
February 2012
16 posts
And after the storm, I did not see rainbows.
I did not see what pot of gold nor any fairy dust.
I struggled with the lies and the obvious
I made reasoning my vanguard, and doubt my rear.
I tied vices to my chest and abandoned my sword.
The days didn’t matter, neither did the altar.
The crops they wither and weeds grew among them.
Faith was harsh, denying every humane in me.
My tears...
Reveille mon âme
Dans ces corps, nous vivons ( In these bodies we will live)
Dans ces corps, nous mourons ( In these bodies we will die)
Où tu mets ton amour, tu mets ta vie ( Where you invest your love, you invest your life)
Reveille mon âme ( awake my soul)
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Picking up the pace, Shivam moving fast ahead.
At the side of the stone paved track,
Lay tired soldiers, nameless, faceless.
Alpha company broke away from the rest of the battalion.
We moved towards an independent mission.
To pave the way.
0725
We took over the first building.
1200
We successfully conquer the entire of MUTF.
I think the Kingdom is as such.
Nameless...
i’m the joy for which You die
“In Arabic, the word “bayt” translates literally as house, but its connotations...”
– An excerpt from Anthony Shadid’s House of Stone, his forthcoming memoir excerpted on the New York Times. Beautiful, beautiful writing. (via thepoliticalnotebook)