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Monday, February 25, 2008

As the anger leaves, the inspiration and originality does as well. Managing yourself becomes a honed skill, as sharpening your favorite knife.

Maturity doesn't exist! You think your doing better don't you! Just learning to mask and sensor your true self better huh? As I have always felt, there is more to life than anything you've ever experienced, I promise. In happiness or sad, that is not the point you selfish creature. RELATIVE IS THIS:

Bullshit you've been through, and how its changed you.

As something that has been hammered and cemented, your choices are what see you free. Your choices are what matter. Sadly, as gray of an area as that sounds, that IS NOT the way you should perceive it. As you mature, you can't help but feel like you've lost a hold of something. Something very dear. You feel your doing ok though, your happy right?

Something you can't quite figure out. You grow more forgetful, or should I say your memory dissipates in your "maturity". Strange isn't it?

Doesn't it suck when you've been reading something, and it ends with no conclusion?


Thursday, September 27, 2007

Currently Reading
The Screwtape Letters
By C. S. Lewis
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gripping the wheel, his knuckles went white with desire
the wheels of his mustang exploding on the highway like a slug from a .45
true death: 400 horsepower of maximum performance piercing the night
this is black sunshine.

release you out of those down below

well, i've been to hastings and i've been to brighton
i've been to eastbourne too
so what

soon i will return to my bliss. once again away from everything, and everyone. and what a triumphant return it will be. for some things are undescribable, as they should be. impossible to comprehend what the eye hasn't seen, the mind cannot truly understand.

faith bears all, and knows all. because it is through faith, the human eye is non-existant.

 


Friday, July 13, 2007

Currently Reading
No Compromise: The Life Story of Keith Green
By Melody Green, David Hazard
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As we watched our best friend get married... 

Happiness 

I am finally arriving at a place in my life where I know i've needed to be.

Searching...

Alone

My innermost being is crying out. Purge the excess. Focus on truth. Rid the sickness of my adolescents.

"And your voice is a sounding trumpet, announcing the mountains you've moved..."

"Everything I had, I gave to you, and every time I try, I will lose"


Monday, June 25, 2007

im afraid i've forgotten
how to care
put your silly motives aside
your selfish desires
desiring your selfish self

these things dont matter
dont you see?
nothing does anymore
stop yapping about the past
start thinking about the truth

2 marines, 1 air force, 1 landman, 2 lovers, 1 bartender, 1 artist, 1 romantic, im lost, 1 confused, 1 immature

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Dear God

thank you

there are some things money can't buy

for everything else, there's lacey in her underwear

im in love
 


Thursday, April 19, 2007

tour has been going well. NYC has been really good. I really like playing jazz bars. its something i havent experienced before. All older people, sipping on martini's, dressed nicely... grand piano, light brushes on drums.

ill be playing a show Apr 26th in dallas @ the cavern. would be grand if you felt like coming.

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