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| I only wish to make a difference.
"Jesus Died for a debt he didn't have to pay, so we didn't have to die for a debt we could not pay."
I don't mean to compare myself to Jesus (the perfect being), but I do hope to stur up some change.
My only dream is to open some eyes, and the light of His words be seen through my words.
My poetry is His language.
His sunrise is my Inspiration.
and I hope it to be yours as well.
I've seen people advance to unreachable stances. I've only wished to stand with them up there, but I know the climb is near impossible. so I'll make the change down here. This isn't where we fell, this is where we have always been. We just haven't rose above the crowd. But if we follow Him, we will rise above all who questioned our faith. we will rise about all those to laughed at our hope.
I pray that my poems and songs will reach hears that need some hope and truth to hang on to.
I need His truth to be someone's thread to hang on to.
That's what I want. then I can die.
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| Being completely read, is the biggest fear of mine.
Being completely understood is the biggest hope of mine. | | |
| Take a moment to look at people once.
Just once, and you'll see. See how much these people have done.
Everyone has their own life, their own story.
So divided, but all SO very similar. Some fall down, and some of those fallen are picked up, and others are forgotten. Others are high on a pedistal, full of themselves, and blind to the world they change below. We grow so attacted to earthly things. We become connected with things that we can control and grasp. Some people who believe in a God, can let go of some of these things, but not completely, because we all belong to the same Human Race. And we are all the same. So many directions, so many stories.
So many lives, so many voices.
Billions of shards apart, but all from one pane glass window.
All together make a beautiful picture.
One fantastic work of art. So beautiful.
This Earth, and the People on it. *I grow annoyed of those who wave their hands in front of my face, and try to catch be from going any deeper into some other dimention. I"m not!! Can not one just sit and watch, and ponder in awe at what a mysterious people we are? I watch the people around me, I hear them, I observe them. I'm not "spacing out"
Get over it....
Maybe you should pop your own bubble and start seeing this world your living in, for what it really is.* | | |
| ok, so it was really warm in my room, and I was talking to someone on the computer...and my dog just comes running at full speed into my room, and I turn around and he just right on my lap...and he usually can't do that, becasue my chair is too high up for him.... and then he was barking at the door...I was kinda scaried, but I thought maybe he was just being dumb... then he stopped for about 10 seconds...and a HUGE rush of just ice cold comes into my room....my toes were frozen...and my dog whimpers. then...all of a sudden the cold forms in only the left side of me....i put my hand out to the left of me, and it is like 20 below! then I put my hand to the right of me, and it is normal room temp, if not warmer... I got FREAKED!! then it seemed to just...be gone, at once, it was just all of a sudden gone, and my dog fell a sleep on my lap | | |
| Illusion and Dream
Look in my eyes I'll make you see
We're drifting aimlessly
Blind in a world of make believe
Hear them sing their songs off key n' nod like they agree
Buying the needs to be discreet
I've got no hand in matters worldly
I hardly care at all
What's going on fails to concern me
'Cause I'm locked behind my wall
But you know what drives me out
Out of my mind oh
It's whatever makes you see
Makes you believe
And forget about the premonition you need to conceive
The images they sell are Illusion and Dream
In other words dishonesty
If I speak ill please, humour me
Won't rant on endlessly
Just thought I'd try to make you see
It doesn't solve a thing to dress it, in a pretty gown
A stone will not need you to guess if, you're still going to drown
So you know what drives me out
Out of my mind, oh
It's whatever makes you see, makes you believe
And forget about the premonition you need to conceive
The images they sell are Illusion & Dream
In other words dishonesty
So can you name your demon?
Understand it's scheming
I raise my glass and say "Here's to you"
Can you chase your demon?
Or will it take your freedom?
I raise my class and say "Here's to you"
I've got no hand in matters worldly
I hardly care at all
What's going on fails to concern me
'Cause I'm locked behind my wall
But you know what drives me out
Out of my mind oh
It's whatever makes you see
Makes you believe
And forget about the premonition you need to conceive
That the images they sell are Illusion and Dream
In other words dishonesty
So whatever makes you see
Makes you believe
And forget about the premonition you need to conceive
The images they sell are Illusion and Dream
In other words dishonesty
With silence comes peace
With peace comes freedom
With freedom comes silence | | |
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