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[Apr. 19th, 2007|07:05 pm] |
i forgot to say something....
i take back what i said about being proposed to in a tree. its gotta be a lot more elaborate than that. hehe. |
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[Apr. 19th, 2007|06:49 pm] |
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I always realize once i find myself back on this website why it is that i do indeed always come back to this website. There is just something about a concise version of your whirligig thoughts to remind you of what is truly important.
It's been awhile since I've written, and QUITE a bit has gone on since then. Life as a senior is topsy-turvy to say the least. Things that I had taken for granted suddenly hold such meaning in my life that it hurts. I am restless, antsy, stressed out, sleep deprived, and melancholy. Yet on the other hand i can truly say that I am "incandescently happy". My life may not have the clearest of direction, but at least its moving. And truly good things are happening. It is on an obvious upward climb. It's extremely steep and hilly and intimidating, but it is moving up.
This year has been monumental. I have met people this school year that will be in my life forever, and im not just saying that either. God has been so incredibly good and His mercy never ceases to amaze me that he still can find something worth using and worth acknowledging in my pathetic little self. I have learned to love people in a bigger way. I have a long long LONG way to go. But I am truly learning to love people. And i see little glimpses flutter across the big picture of life of the ethereal glimmers of God's love. I mean, His love is everywhere you turn, but there are those moments when you can unquestionably and tangibly FEEL that love.
I find myself not quite knowing how to express all the goodness i feel inside toward people. I have made, kept and enjoyed the best of friends this year. They have spoken into my life, and made not only this senior year, but also my whole entire college career worthwhile. And while I've learned a lot from books and a lot from classes this year; more than anything i have realized the importance of people. The importance of relationships and friendship and accountability. They are the true essence of happiness because they speak into who you are, not just what you do.
There are a lot of big things happening. Bigger then i even know, im sure. I realize that every step i take is guided and every breath i take is planned. It's not just a cliche or a comfortable excuse to be less anxious when people say God has a plan for your life. He really truly does. And witnessing the way things come together; the way the tangled webs of life somehow become a beautiful intricate pattern of God's unending mercy is enough to convince me that not only does God exist, but he loves us so much.
Lord...continue to help me to love and to be loved in return. |
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| proposal |
[Nov. 14th, 2006|08:17 pm] |
i have decided that i want to be proposed to in a tree. not under a tree or next to a tree. IN a tree. under the stars. on a clear night in early fall. with a boy, who perhaps has a guitar. who perhaps will have written me a love song. and somehow in his magical romantic power has managed to get both of us AND his guitar gracefully up into a pleasant little nook in a great big tree with orange and yellow leaves.
rant done. |
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| happy halloween! |
[Nov. 1st, 2006|01:43 am] |
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today doesn't feel like Halloween at all. so i dont really have anything to say about that, so i just decided to give the day some credit in my subject.
moving on...
just a few tidbits from my silly little brain that don't go together whatsoever:
i have come to the conclusion that there most assuredly IS a such thing as a stupid question. it doesnt mean they shouldnt be asked, but they usually can easily fit into the definitive category of being stupid. we're all guilty of it, but why deny the fact of what they actually are?
i am also a firm believer in the power of suggestion. i have no proof to back up this belief at the moment, but i still believe in it. maybe that's why the more personality theorists there are the more crazy people there seem to be.
i hate it when people over-complicate or over-analyze a situation. they coined the term in reference, as "beating a dead horse." something with that gruesome of an analogy has got to be annoying and therefore lets not go there you over analyzers. all they seem to do is stir up more confusion and less answers. frankly, the negativity which is also usually thrown in this mix is just too much for me to handle.
i love words. theres just nothing like a pleasant sounding word to change the whole tone, the whole phrase, the whole essence of a sentence, thought or idea. words like ephereal and euphoria. epitomy. gossamer. persnickety. quaint. quintessential. inquisitory. labyrinth. you barely need to look up their definitions because you can just FEEL what they mean.
this has been one of my less inspiring entries.
heres a picture that i just took. To God be the glory, great things he hath done.
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| ahh the wanderings of the human mind |
[Oct. 31st, 2006|01:33 am] |
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i have a few things to report:
1. Bam Margera has been in my starbucks. my feet have trod where his have trod. !!!
2. "The whole purpose of places like Starbucks is for people with no decision-making ability whatsoever to make six decisions just to buy one cup of coffee. Short, tall, light, dark, caf, decaf, low-fat, non-fat, etc. So people who don't know what the hell they're doing or who on earth they are can, for only $2.95, get not just a cup of coffee but an absolutely defining sense of self: Tall. Decaf. Cappuccino." Tom Hanks, in You'veGotMail
3. I cant seem to stop watching this movie. theres just something about it that makes me very congenial minded, and lately i need the boost. It has inspired me to celebrate my 21st birthday in a Youve Got Mail tour of Upper West Side New York City. Eureka!
4. (Those first three were from yesterday and may possess a slightly different tone, so bear with me)
One of the cool things about working at Starbucks is most of the people who work there are in life-transitions. There are a lot of people you can relate to, have fun with, "get" in essence. This seems true as far as i have seen anyway. It is nice to be surrounded by people who are just as confused as you are, and are searching for the same ellusive answers. and we pass this time of our lives by making coffee and making people happy. ive always been a people-pleaser, i like to give people something good to add to their crazy-nonstop-run-of-the-mill-frustratingly-monotonous-trying-to-overcome-the-bends-in-the-road lives. so we steam and we brew and we stir and we blend and we press and we serve and we smile. while inside we just want to know what is next. but i think we should take a sec and enjoy where we are while we get the chance. because once its gone its gone and then we will be those in need of a simple cup of java to brighten the lives we sought while we were the creators of the comfort drink. i suppose this is my coffee philosophy of the evening, as in all things becky, it is subject to change within 24 hours.
5. i miss my roommate. shes right on the other side of the room...and i still miss her. things will just never be like they once were. "true love" has to come in with its vision of marriage and settling and ruin everything that was fun and good and carefree. i need to stop, i just cant handle change, especially when i know so many wretched goodbyes are coming up in the oh-so-blessedly-near future.
6. So I've been reading in Joshua. Thanks to that one Carmen song, i get chills every time i hear the verse..."and the walls of Jericho were tightly shut up." lol. but yeah, in the beginning of Joshua, God portrays to Joshua that he understands he has big shoes to fill, but that He would never leave him or forsake him, "be strong and courageous." This comes into full swing in Chapter 6 when Joshua is instructed to take Jericho by storm. But its the way that have to do it that strikes me to most. They have to march around the city for 6 days...and not say a word, or shout or anything...just march and march. Then...on that seventh day of marching, they all let up a roarous shout and thats when things start to really happen.
Well, im still marching...im waiting for my shout. its coming, i can feel it, but it can only come out at that right moment when God says, its time to take this city, its time! so i patiently march around and around and i wait til that moment wheni can release my shout and see things start to happen...when walls start to crumble and everything just makes sense.
God help to love and to be loved. |
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[Oct. 28th, 2006|02:20 am] |
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see what i mean about the clouds?
the speaker in chapel this morning said that it doesn't necessarily matter what you do, it's who you are that God looks at.
I need to shape up. Lord, help to love and to be loved. |
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| and the clouds roll by... |
[Oct. 26th, 2006|02:22 pm] |
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so the clouds for the past week have been absolutely incredible. they have this surrealistic glow about them. i almost feel like i am part of the Truman Show and they are just a huge painting slowing revolving. It's unreal. Kind of like my life, im trapped in this bubble of subtle fear, and i dont feel like anything's real.
Do you ever just feel like you are on a bicycle of life? I cant seem to stop peddling backwards, yet im on some type of downward hill, so im still rolling forward. yet, if i dont start peddling forwards ill never get up enough momentum to make the jump i need to make and instead ill just roll flat onto my face. thats about where im at. to peddle backwards or forwards, that is the question.
the answer seems obvious, "just peddle forward you idiot make the jump." but the thing is that im just as likely to fall on my face after making the leap then as to just toppling over. of course, at least i would have made the jump. if i fall i fall, i can always get back up, as long as i make the jump. because if i stay on the side im on peddling backwards and toppling over, then i might just have to climb back to the top of the hill and start the whole grueling process over again, and who the hell wants to do that??
so i guess that means i need to start peddling forward. go with the grain. pick up speed. and at least for a moment...ill be able to fly.
so im not sure if this makes the teensiest bit of sense to anyone else, but give me a break, i have nt made an entry in a while. :)
the holidays are coming and i am extremely excited. the christmas music has already started being blared out of my speakers, and my lists have already started being formed. i love this time of year. even though it always seems to be the hardest,it pays off in all the time spent with family and friends. i know people gripe and complain about the holidays being too commercial and to crazy and bustling, but the holidays are what you make of them. you have the choice whether or not to go into a store during the holiday rush and either whine over how long the line is (which you should have already known in the first place so get over it), or whether to be sing happily along with the favorite christmas carol that is blasting over the intercom.
i think it is important that everyone searches deep within themselves during the Christmas season to find that inner child, that fairyland loving, carefree spirit of our youth which always made christmas the greatest time of year.
ok, enough of the ramblings, clearly i need to write in this more often, maybe my thought processes will be a little more coherent.
Jesus, give me a heart to love people. |
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| tis so sweet |
[Aug. 29th, 2006|07:40 am] |
tis so sweet to trust in Jesus
just to take Him at his word
just to rest upon his promise
just to know thus says the Lord |
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| fire of the sun |
[Aug. 28th, 2006|12:09 pm] |
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i have just started my last year of college here at the forge, and the air is filled with this bittersweet mixture of excitement, apprehension, hopes, dreams, and fears. Occasionally a cloud of regret will roll by, some evenings a layer of fog seems to cover everything, and sometimes you even get a leaky cloud here and there. But overall, the sun is on the horizon. A new day is coming, new roads will be discovered, new paths to take. I just need to keep my face toward that Sunshine so that it lights the way through the bramble and the rocky places. And when darkness seems to block our view, look for that shooting star, the flash of lightening, and the moonbeams that will still be there to light the way. Powered by the fire of the sun, we will make it through this last year, and will prosper, grow, and learn.
There are miracles in the sunrise. And they are about to shed light on the entire valley. |
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| its a love/hate kinda thing |
[Aug. 15th, 2006|12:42 am] |
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i hate money.
i love the beach.
i hate slow computers.
i love high tech communications.
i hate dealing with people with no common sense.
i love being occasionally nonsensical.
i hate the taste of saltwater and having sand in my pants.
i love boogie-boarding.
i hate overplanning.
i love being spontaneous.
i hate being confused.
i love having lots of possibilities and dreams for the future.
i hate waiting.
i love being independent.
i hate not being able to say the right thing at the right time.
i love having inspired conversations.
i hate constant structure.
i love lists.
i hate it when people laugh at everything for no reason.
i love to laugh.
i hate it when people have no sense of humor.
i love making people smile.
i hate shopping.
i love a good bargain.
i hate taking out loans.
i love being in college.
i hate over complicationg everything.
i love God.
i hate complaining.
i love making love/hate lists.
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| wisps and twirls |
[Aug. 11th, 2006|01:09 am] |
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i have come to the realization that i really need to change the way i pray. i always find myself with so many dreams and ideals, and i get so bogged down by their enormity, that when i find one that i may actually be able to tackle and focus on, i let myself get carried away by it. i become hooked on this one dream, shaping it, forming it, and praying for IT, and not necessarily the thing it may concern.
A friend lead me to the verse in Matthew that says "Seek first the kingdom of heaven and all these things will be given to you as well." Seek first HIS kingdom, not mine. I've heard that verse so many times before, why now am i finally starting to realize the weight and significance of its meaning. I am always asking God for answers, direction, where to go, what to do, i am always living in the future. and while it is ok to dream, and it is necessary in its relevance, there is a little thing called the present that needs to be taken care of first. and what is present when all else seems far and wide, but God? always, always present. Thus, i should change the way i pray. Instead of constantly pestering God with my questions of tomorrow, i need to start conversing with him on the topics of today. trusting Him, loving Him, believing that something is going to happen, but not stressing over what it may be. I need to focus on my relationship with Him before i can ask Him to answer my questions. We should seek God first and not what He has for us, that will come later.
You can only thrive off of other people's miracles for so long. Eventually i will get my own so i can truly say that i know what im talking about. until then, i see what i see and i hear what i hear, but i believe with an air of expectancy, i hope for what i do not know, and i dream with faith knowing that God is in control. and i love.
God help me to love and help me to know You more. I want to hear You. I want to see You. I want to love You in a real tangible way like i never have before. amen. |
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| yellow brick road |
[Aug. 2nd, 2006|12:23 pm] |
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i saw an old friend from high schoool the other day in walmart. josh gillis. and hes like exactly the same as he was when i saw him last time on graduation day. for some reason that made me think of graduation day which made me think of the ceremony which made me think of the speech that the valedictorian gave which made me think of the topic the speech was based on which was inspired by ...yours truly (well me and a friend of mine). The topic? (which i still take a smidge of pride in)was no matter where our yellow brick roads may take us, "there's no place like home." That seemed so brilliant at the time, but now that ive been reading Wicked and Son of a Witch that whole thing takes on a new spin of meaning. But we'll just have to ignore that for now, the fact is...there is no place like home, but the older i get the less i really know what home is. i come to my parents house for a month or two out of the year and i live in a dormroom for the rest of it. BUt soon that dorm thats been my home for 4 years will no longer be an option, and i will be forced to either find something new or revert back to the rent's house being "home". But i dont want that, i think im at the time in my life where i can handle not having a solid home, but the free winds that blow and the sack on my back...or at least the pile of stuff in my car.
So my life is taking a new and interesting turn as of late. I have removed some things and have put on some new additions. The kinds of additions that lead to knew and exciting roads and directions and outlooks. You know, the side room of Faith, a sun room of Hope, and store house of Anticipated Wisdom, as well as a big pool of Belief. I'm in the process of tearing down the playroom of Doubt, and the pond of Confusion, as well the art easel of "What-Ifs". Ive added the pottery wheel of Brokenness and Trust. This is the new home I'm creating.and frankly, i think it has a lot of potential.
james 1: 5-6
"If any of you lacks wisdom, he should ask God, who gives generously to all without finding fault, and it will be given to him. But when he asks, he must believe and not doubt, because he who doubts is like a wave of the seam blown and tossed by the wind." |
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| perfection will not come |
[Jul. 19th, 2006|11:08 pm] |
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"Maybe you want it, maybe you need it
Maybe it's all you're running from
Perfection will not come
And all at once the crowd begins to sing
Sometimes
We'd never know what's wrong without the pain
Sometimes the hardest thing and the right thing are the same." -The Fray
You know sometimes i wonder if this constant discontent i feel is because i expect some type of perfection from certain areas of my life. I am afraid to settle for second best? Or maybe just reverting back to my indecisive tendencies? or maybe im finally starting to hear what my gut is trying to tell me. Either way, i need to keep in mind that perfection is nigh impossible.
Anyway, i should be writing some papers for school right now, but instead im writing in my livejournal and watching Project Runway. This summer has been full of the Style Network, I should be a designer...or a host...or a journalist...or a tv screenwriter...or a magazine editor...or an artist...or a coffee house owner...or anything else artsy like that. Ahh, the dreams of youth. If i lived out everything I've ever dreamed of doing i would have to live a very very long time. Well, luckily there is a Force that goes above and beyond my limited imagination. Goodnight all :) |
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| return of the wordy patron |
[Jul. 19th, 2006|11:10 am] |
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so ive decided once again to attempt to return to this livejournal experience. i said the same thing about a year ago and havent written since, so i make no promises. i do hope, however, that this sticks this time, i need some kind of outlet for these joggling thoughts and opinions in my silly little girlish head. I regret to say that i have been leaving this blog for myspace, which i firmly believe is taking over the world. but i dont like to write in my myspace, all i do is try to make it look pretty and flash pictures of myself trying to be pretty all over the place. it is only increasing my tendency to be vain and materialistic, which is why i need this little doodad of a journal to keep me straight. confession is sweet, venting is necessary, and writing is essential.
i will write more later, but my summer strolls along as always a bittersweet mixture of disappointment, little excitements and much to look forward to. |
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| peterpaning it tonight... |
[Aug. 17th, 2005|12:36 am] |
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nights like these i can totally relate to my child friend Peter Pan. I mean even though he had all his friends who were all he knew leave him to bigger and better things, he had wendy, his soul mate, but he gave it all up because he just wasnt ready to grow up yet. seeing mandy in a wedding dress tonight just hit me...shes younger then i am! My Nick is getting married...the guy thats always been my best guy friend, always listened, always offered advice, related, knew me so well, like a brother and best friend all rolled into one. they both are about to start this whole new life, literally and figuratively, and me? im still stuck in my little girl wanna have fun take me away from it all attitude. the more i see people get married and have babies and the more i just wanna go run and hide from it all.
yet at the same time i feel like im getting left behind it all. everyones either just now falling out of their prams or ready to grow up and leave neverland forever. and im peter peering in the window at wendy and the lost boys, still very much children, yet with the inevitability that they will grow up and become men and women someday, facing a real world with real problems.
thats i need to get back to school. surrounded by people stuck in that same spot. peering in at the window, seeing the real world become realer everyday until one day. we're in it full blast and we just have to accept the fact that childhood lies in the past, and there is a world to change out there and we have to start getting ourselves ready to face it. ive been walking down memory lane entirely too much that past week, good lord, tearing myself between the girlish desire to frolic and my womanly desire to start the life God has for me.
anyway............fact is, im still in college so im gonna make the most of it!!! heck yes, shoot, im 19 years old....i have about 3 months to claim the "teen" at the end of my age, so i can have as much fun as i want until then, haha. too much babbling and introspection for one night...as my dear newly reunited friend pippi would say, "life is a breeze, we live it for fun...."
good night and good day. |
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| back in business! |
[Aug. 4th, 2005|02:19 am] |
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So i've come to the conclusion that this lil webpage of mine was the only one who had any real success. I tried xanga, i tried myspace, but their main priorities are for commenting and talking to people and recording. No. I dont want that, i want my livejournal back, thats where i was most intriguing and that is where i humbly return, back from my journey of discovery and back to the weblog where i truly belong.
So the summer is winding down to its final days here on the homefront, and i anxiously await my inevitable return to the Forge. There is a slight fear in me as to how the year will start. I have seen people from school much more this summer then last summer, so i dont believe it will be much awkward, but i havent kept in touch with certain people like i would've liked to. I never was known much for my ability to "KIT". Haha.
I was wandering aimlessly through Wal-mart today, when out of the corner of my eye i saw bright red braids glowing on the front of a dvd case. "Could it be??" I asked myself, and took a closer look, and lo and behold, the object i had hoped for was the tangible, available movie i had assumed!!! The face of Pippi Longstocking smiled familiarly into my face and i amiably smiled back. It was like two old friends reuniting after a lifetime of seperation, and upon seeing each other again knew immediately that the kindred spirits of old were still very much alive. The New Adventures of Pippi Longstocking, made in 1988, evokes a story of adventure, believing in yourself, and of a brave soul who i idolized as a child. Only 5.50, too!!! Watching the movie once again i realize just how much of my childhood was shaped by this precocious redhead of fiction. My style, my obsession with pirates, as well as animals, and my free spirit. They all were initially shaped by Pippi Longstocking. What a walk down Memory Lane!
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| woah |
[Apr. 17th, 2005|12:39 am] |
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wow. what a week. WHAT A WEEK.
What fools we mortals be. Thank God we have an immortal power that keeps us in check. And loves us in the process.
Friday night was the huge UndertheLight service. It was finally here. We'd been preparing, anticipating and awaiting this night for weeks...and finally it was here. We had hyped it up, prayed for it, put ourselves on the line, but rested in God's will that He would take care of it ultimately. And it was more then any of us could have hoped, imagined, or expected. Over 400 kids. We got the laughs, we got the tears, but He got their souls. Success is a flimsy word. Faith, hope, trust, and GOD are so so real. Thank you, Lord. For using us. For touching hearts. Healing souls....helping us fill a little bit more of our potential.
god blessed the broken road..... |
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| wherever the wind may take me |
[Apr. 6th, 2005|09:51 pm] |
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My siblings and i used to watch Muppet Treasure Island growing up, and it was a big fav. JIm Hawkins sang a valiant little diddy about "theres gotta be something bettah! something bettah! Theres gotta be something bettah then this for ME!" And he would sing it in this ridiculously high-pitched little feminine squeak which my brother could imitate to the tee. Considering his manly growl that he currently possesses, it is highly amusing to think back to those days when he would belt out his merry little girly tunes and giggle like one afterwards. i had such an influence on him back then, hahahahaha.
So anyway, my apologies for the diversion...but in that same movie, jim hawkins, gonzo, and rizzo are leaning on the port side of the ship and are looking gallantly into the wind after a triumphant ending, and the two muppets ask Jim where they were headed next for their adventure.....his response??
"WHEREVER THE WIND MAY TAKE US!!!!" Said with passion and vigor and life.
thats what i want. God, take me where you want. Im scared, but i know youll take care of that too. TO LIVE WOULD BE AN AWFULLY BIG ADVENTURE. |
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| im back |
[Mar. 30th, 2005|10:13 am] |
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ladies and gentlemen....this pirate is back in business!!! That's right, the piracy has begun once again, and the treasure is soo worth it. :)
i also made a non-piracy-caused discovery last night. a small, but valuable portion of my novel!!! Inspired was I, as I read over my very own pages of story...it needs work, and it was only one little scene, but it was exciting to find it. Inspiration spurs again....goal number 3 still can be accomplished, and WILL be accomplished. im sure of it.
ok. beautiful day. truly. i hope it sinks in, because the way my day has gone so far it feels like it should be raining. BUT....once i get my proper dose of sunshine i should be prepared for the ventures of the day ahead.
i was getting very reminiscent last night. to the point of tears. when exciting things go stale, dull, and dormant, it desperately seeks for a time of mourning. yet to go on, that mourning period needs to be buried and slapped in the face. chin up. smile on. forward. |
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| chin up |
[Mar. 29th, 2005|01:48 am] |
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im in this numb irrational, hopeful, unphasable kind of mood at the moment. Frankie boy is blaring in my lappy 2005, and i could just wail the lyrics to "the way you look tonight". Another fun weekend at home, and another dismal dreary day back at the forge. why is life such a wretchedly complicated thing? no matter how much we attempt to simplify it, it just will always and forever and infinitely be complicated. Even if you have yourself figured out. you know who you are, you know what u want, u know that you are willing to roll with it, someone else comes in and is determined to screw it up. planning can only do so much for a person. but despite the chaos and the ultimate frustration, things always work out somehow. the puzzles get solved, the mazes are completed (or plowed through), and you find yourself in a place you never would've dreamed up on yourown. it is then that you realize how fallible and limited the lone human is and without our higher power we would be lost. completely and utterly lost, with no direction, no control, no hope. atheists are just afraid. they are too scared to believe that there is a God who is in control,and that they cant do anything about it.
but. i believe. above all else on this graxid world, i believe.
so.
chin up.
cuz your never fully dressed without a smile.
from the most fascinating brilliant movie ive seen as of late...(finding neverland):
'Just a dog? Porthos dreams of being a bear, and you want to shatter those dreams by saying he's just a dog? What a horrible candle-snuffing word. That's like saying, "He can't climb that mountain, he's just a man," or "That's not a diamond, it's just a rock." Just.'
hi :) |
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