Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Friday, February 12, 2010
Good Intentions
I was gonna write a blog tonight. But not I'm just tired. Lots to tell and do tomorrow!
Hope to see you here.
lexi
Hope to see you here.
lexi
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Jesus is the real deal.
I love God.
That's all for now.
Hoping to pick up this blogging thing again, soon.
That's all for now.
Hoping to pick up this blogging thing again, soon.
Friday, November 13, 2009
Frustration
I must have absolutely lost my mind to trust something I cannot see.
To continue to try to build with someone who is taking others away.
To expect an embrace from someone I say no to.
To feel anger towards someone who never provoked me.
I must be crazy.
To allow myself to become so attached.
That it hurts to think of the relationships changing.
That it feels like they were a failure.
As if they never happened.
And still expect that someone to look out for me.
Yeah. I have definitely lost it.
To feel anger. Such anger. Such abandonment.
And still try to hang on.
Why go deeper?
Why make memories?
Why care?
When it'll all be waste a year from now?
Well, obviously, I don't believe that.
That's why I trust. And build. And respond. And allow the anger to dissipate.
Because I believe in the one I can't see.
And I still know that he knows the best for me.
But shoot. His timing so sucks.
To continue to try to build with someone who is taking others away.
To expect an embrace from someone I say no to.
To feel anger towards someone who never provoked me.
I must be crazy.
To allow myself to become so attached.
That it hurts to think of the relationships changing.
That it feels like they were a failure.
As if they never happened.
And still expect that someone to look out for me.
Yeah. I have definitely lost it.
To feel anger. Such anger. Such abandonment.
And still try to hang on.
Why go deeper?
Why make memories?
Why care?
When it'll all be waste a year from now?
Well, obviously, I don't believe that.
That's why I trust. And build. And respond. And allow the anger to dissipate.
Because I believe in the one I can't see.
And I still know that he knows the best for me.
But shoot. His timing so sucks.
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
An Experiment, of sorts
Reading lyrics to songs makes me want to write. Write like I used to. When I would put my feelings to words, and the words would put feeling to themselves. There was a time when I was aware of what emotions I was feeling. A time when it was at least tempered if not filtered. And that time saw endless ups and downs, but at least they were marked clearly. And some of it embarrassed me, and some I won't permit you to see...but it was me. It was raw and unchanged. And it gave me a sense to make sense of this rage and now I can't find it, it's difficult to see because it's been so long that I long to be me. And what of this confusion? Confused I can't be. But the record keeps playing, what used to be me. And the sound of the lyrics is haunting my dreams and I can't keep the writing from coming in screams. There's no need to appease this beast that's in me, but it's me that I long for and me I can't see. Now the writing is coming and it's taunting in jest, but i like that it's flowing-I don't need any rest. Cause the moment is here now, and release is in sight, cause there's no other way to be fighting this fight and if you try to stop me, I'll bulldoze you down, cause the lost isn't lost now and I have been found.
Now on to the next verse, and on to the ground, there's no turning back...there's no slowing down. The only way is through, cause I've been around, and it always ends up that I'm not up, but down. And the fact that it's round, and the clown isn't brown, and now what I'm writing to you seems unsound. But it's real, can't you see it? The words are alive. And just try, can't you breathe it? It leaves in a sigh. Such a marvelous feeling, the escape of the kept, no longer hiding, no longer swept- By the winds and the rains and the fairytale songs. But out it keeps drawing and it's drawing you along. But it's okay to feel it. It's fine to be lost. Nope, there's no way to kill it, for you've counted the cost. And to stop now, oh now, would be a mistake. You signed on the line and accepted the stakes. So keep on to the third, I promise a prize. But you'll never find it if you look with your eyes...
Alas, to the third verse. And what, you discover? There's no need to brood. There's no need to hover. You're closer than ever, just reach our your arm. That's it, you feel it. No call for alarm. The freedom. You taste it? It's ever so true. It belongs to me... I belong to you. So, come, let us share it, there's more than enough. This freedom is tested. This freedom is tough. But it comes with a price that is higher than most, and I don't mean to boast, but here comes a toast: I've done it, my love. I've found it again. The joy that overcomes when I'm strapped with a pen. And the, feeling's momentous, I don't want to let go. But I know there are others who're part of this show. But, the last words, I'll end on, boy they'll be a treat. I only wish, this was put, to a beat...
To the one who is true, and the one whom I love, this toast is for you, from your only dove.
Now on to the next verse, and on to the ground, there's no turning back...there's no slowing down. The only way is through, cause I've been around, and it always ends up that I'm not up, but down. And the fact that it's round, and the clown isn't brown, and now what I'm writing to you seems unsound. But it's real, can't you see it? The words are alive. And just try, can't you breathe it? It leaves in a sigh. Such a marvelous feeling, the escape of the kept, no longer hiding, no longer swept- By the winds and the rains and the fairytale songs. But out it keeps drawing and it's drawing you along. But it's okay to feel it. It's fine to be lost. Nope, there's no way to kill it, for you've counted the cost. And to stop now, oh now, would be a mistake. You signed on the line and accepted the stakes. So keep on to the third, I promise a prize. But you'll never find it if you look with your eyes...
Alas, to the third verse. And what, you discover? There's no need to brood. There's no need to hover. You're closer than ever, just reach our your arm. That's it, you feel it. No call for alarm. The freedom. You taste it? It's ever so true. It belongs to me... I belong to you. So, come, let us share it, there's more than enough. This freedom is tested. This freedom is tough. But it comes with a price that is higher than most, and I don't mean to boast, but here comes a toast: I've done it, my love. I've found it again. The joy that overcomes when I'm strapped with a pen. And the, feeling's momentous, I don't want to let go. But I know there are others who're part of this show. But, the last words, I'll end on, boy they'll be a treat. I only wish, this was put, to a beat...
To the one who is true, and the one whom I love, this toast is for you, from your only dove.
Saturday, November 7, 2009
Chaos (spoken word?)
Whatever you're doing inside of me
It feels like chaos somehow there's peace
It's hard to surrender to what I can't see
but I'm giving in to something heavenly
Whatever you're doing inside of me
It feels like chaos but I believe
You're up to something bigger than me
Larger than life something heavenly
This song is my anthem right now. Everything going on right now, especially emotionally, feels like absolute chaos. I am definitely not in control, and though I hate it, God loves it. I'm finally learning what it feels like to give over control to the One who knows what's best for me. It feels like falling. It feels like losing touch. It feels like chaos. And it's exhilarating. It's breath-taking. It's marvelous. And now that I've tasted it, I can't get enough. I can't let go now. I can't turn around. I can't leave the One who is enamored with me. The One who I am betrothed to. The One who has taken my life into His hands. His hands that are firm. His hands that are sure. His hands that will never let me go. And I can't turn around. And I can't give up. And I can't turn my back. This is it. This is what I live for. This is what I desire. This, this feeling. This reality. This loss of control. This, chaos. This chaos that has consumed me. This consuming fire. This refiner's fire. It is what I longed for. And now that I am in it, I'm not getting out. I'm not giving up. I'm not going to run. So, whatever you're doing, inside of me. It feels like chaos, but it, too, makes me free.
Christ the King.
It feels like chaos somehow there's peace
It's hard to surrender to what I can't see
but I'm giving in to something heavenly
Whatever you're doing inside of me
It feels like chaos but I believe
You're up to something bigger than me
Larger than life something heavenly
This song is my anthem right now. Everything going on right now, especially emotionally, feels like absolute chaos. I am definitely not in control, and though I hate it, God loves it. I'm finally learning what it feels like to give over control to the One who knows what's best for me. It feels like falling. It feels like losing touch. It feels like chaos. And it's exhilarating. It's breath-taking. It's marvelous. And now that I've tasted it, I can't get enough. I can't let go now. I can't turn around. I can't leave the One who is enamored with me. The One who I am betrothed to. The One who has taken my life into His hands. His hands that are firm. His hands that are sure. His hands that will never let me go. And I can't turn around. And I can't give up. And I can't turn my back. This is it. This is what I live for. This is what I desire. This, this feeling. This reality. This loss of control. This, chaos. This chaos that has consumed me. This consuming fire. This refiner's fire. It is what I longed for. And now that I am in it, I'm not getting out. I'm not giving up. I'm not going to run. So, whatever you're doing, inside of me. It feels like chaos, but it, too, makes me free.
Christ the King.
Saturday, August 8, 2009
Websites on religion
http://www.leaderu.com/jhs/dallas-expanded.html
http://www.leaderu.com/jhs/dallas.html#Religious2
http://peacebyjesus.witnesstoday.org/IsHomosexualitySin.html
http://peacebyjesus.witnesstoday.org/Homosexuality_and_the_Bible_Wink.html
http://www.utlm.org/testimony/chworldtestimony.htm
http://www.soulforce.org/article/homosexuality-bible-walter-wink
http://www.religionfacts.com/christianity/charts/christianity_islam.htm
http://www.dianedew.com/islam.htm
http://www.faithfreedom.org/oped/JamesByrne30526.htm
http://www.religionfacts.com/jehovahs_witnesses/comparison.htm
http://www.religionfacts.com/jehovahs_witnesses/comparison.htm
http://www.cftf.com/booklets/jwslisten/pingpong.htm
http://www.godandscience.org/cults/jwdiff.html
http://contenderministries.org/jehovahswitnesses/comparison.php
http://www.christiananswers.net/menu-ar1.html
http://www.leaderu.com/jhs/dallas.html#Religious2
http://peacebyjesus.witnesstoday.org/IsHomosexualitySin.html
http://peacebyjesus.witnesstoday.org/Homosexuality_and_the_Bible_Wink.html
http://www.utlm.org/testimony/chworldtestimony.htm
http://www.soulforce.org/article/homosexuality-bible-walter-wink
http://www.religionfacts.com/christianity/charts/christianity_islam.htm
http://www.dianedew.com/islam.htm
http://www.faithfreedom.org/oped/JamesByrne30526.htm
http://www.religionfacts.com/jehovahs_witnesses/comparison.htm
http://www.religionfacts.com/jehovahs_witnesses/comparison.htm
http://www.cftf.com/booklets/jwslisten/pingpong.htm
http://www.godandscience.org/cults/jwdiff.html
http://contenderministries.org/jehovahswitnesses/comparison.php
http://www.christiananswers.net/menu-ar1.html
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