Wednesday, October 31, 2007


Balance is an impossible task for me to perform. It seeks to undermine all I do, by slipping away as a will o' the wisp. My mind is filled by all but what's necessary. Duties slip past, my memory fails, yet I'm too stubborn to use any material help. Get with the program buddy.

Friday, October 26, 2007


Conflicting viewpoints can be the most rupturing parts of life. You're taught to perceive life one way, but you learn about the "right" way through the lens of a different world view. I was taught about Jesus all my life, but the way I understood Him was through a modernist view. I didn't take Him for what He was and concentrated on the divinity of His being without understanding His humanity. Not only that, but I've sifted what I believe about Him based on a scientific, Newtonian ideal, which completely skews what He was and now is about. His message was LOVE, the miracles and signs were great, but He came among us, died for us, in order to LOVE on us. This is the Jesus I wish that I'd met from day one.

Monday, October 15, 2007


Should I go for it? Should I jump into the cold small lake in the dead of night, naked as the day of my birth? Yes...yes, I jump and am swallowed. The lake--chill and crisp--welcomes my frame and refreshes me surprises me, delights while nearly killing me. If I knew why my silly delusional mind deemed it wise to embrace the smooth almost icy surface, what use would I have for life? The experiences and failures that pave the road of life define us and guide us. Why deprive my/yourself of these possibilities. Maybe skinny-dipping in the pond of life is what keeps us alive. Will you swim with me?

Thursday, October 11, 2007


There's no denying is complicated. You're busy, you have things to do, places to be, people to see. Everything can't be fit into one hour, day, week, but we try and try and try again. What if we just did; what if we didn't worry about how things happened, but that they did? Would we make up time or would we just delude ourselves? Live for others, don't worry about tomorrow...I think some smart guy who loved on mankind first said that. The lives we live are our own and the lives we plan on living never occur. Live for people and everyone will walk all over you, live for your maker and the world will take notice.

Tuesday, January 16, 2007

The Value of a Smile

A smile, when received from the right person, can make or break a day. Obviously most smiles make days, but sometimes you receive a smile that you just don't know about, the smile that might be politely telling you to back off, sometimes it's hard to judge. Then, of course, there's the smile and greeting that makes your day... when she stops talking to her friend to say, "Hi." Those are the smile and words that can make you want to laugh long and loud out of sheer giddiness, those are the moments that cause you to write on the Internet to audiences of none but yourself, this is what life at its best looks like.

Thursday, January 11, 2007


So soft, so fine, so literarily pleasing. If you're jonesing for some Johnnycake, it's the cornmeal, if some Nomadi is what you see, it's the cornmeal. There are things in life, that when combined with others, add scintillating detail and insight to the group as a whole--cornmeal and mittens. Did such a combination exist so perfectly (except for maybe Marie and Pierre)? What happens when you mix mittens, cornmeal and a little bit of water you ask. Well that of course would be pasty, stiff mittens.

Thursday, January 04, 2007


From where did thou come, I know where thou hast gonst, I know how thou hast gonst there, but the use of "thou" can really not tell of thoust horror. First came the dizziness, then the nausea, then thou leftest me whence to return, pray tell, never. Look uponst me in favor, yield not if thou shaltst, but begone I beg. Yet thist ist how I feelst. What a poetic injustice.