mutexthexscene: oh my. george bush is so cute.
mutexthexscene: he/s like a grandpa
mutexthexscene: i just wanna hug him.
xtheTragedianx: yeah.  like that wonderful senile old grandpa that shoots pigeons off the backyard fence with his 12 gauge, cause he coulda swore they had weapons of mass destruction. . .
mutexthexscene: sshhhh
xtheTragedianx: dang ( Read more... )

life       is                   water.

freezing when you don't want it to freeze.
slipping through your fingers when you want more than anything to hold it.
rising like steam from a tea kettle only to disappear back into the air it so easily interrupted. james 4:14

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this weekend was ( Read more... )

x(2f + z + 2y + q - s) = t

x = (joel + jordan)
f = goodwen
z = anathallo
y = the last broadcast
q = the evan anthem
s = school, homework, responsibilty
t = good weekend.

my exit, unobserved, my homesickness absurd,
i said "water" expecting the word would satisfy my thrist!
talking all about the second and third
when i haven't understood the first.

jonah, where's that boat going
your ship set with eager sail?
there's a swirling storm soon blowing,
and no use, fishermen,
in rowing from a consecrated whale!
just like the ( Read more... )

so many hands, so many mouths, spoken and respoken, writen and rehashed. like yesterdays newspaper, sold on the corner until something newer comes along, then left to brush about the streets or wrap up dead fish.  and we call the thing gospel.

A long black car stopped near us; a voice shouted, 'Friend!' Without answering me he turned away, and the car gathered him up as the whirlwind gathered up Elijah, and I was left lonely by my lion watching Time drift by like a slow river, and wondering still what propelled Friend, whence came his persistence, his industry, the dry hard light in his ( Read more... )

The Archdeacon looked at his watch, and said that he had only got five minutes more.  He suggested that the best way to spend this five minutes would be in prayer.  We knelt down together among the empty plates and cups, silver coffee pot now cold, toast-rack with one piece of toast left on it, fragments of bacon rind in congealed fat.  He prayed ( Read more... )

" the whole conviction of my life now rests upon the belief that loneliness, far from being a rare and curious phenomenon, perculiar to myself and to a few other solitary people, is the central and inevitable feature of human existence.

All this hideous doubt, despair, and dark confusion of the soul a lonely man must know, for he is united to no ( Read more... )

"Each of us has a choice about how we look at life: We can focus on the mud or lift our eyes and see the stars."

The quote is good; it is the principle that is off.  The delightful Ms. Harrigan would tell us that this author was using an unsound 'either/or' method; presenting only two choices when there were more than two possible answers.  ( Read more... )

"The steps of a good man are ordered by the Lord: and he delighteth in his way." ~ Psalm 37:23

It is through our failures that God triumphs.  When we are at loss his cause is at gain.  When we give up our own dreams to carry a cross through a nightmarish life, we are given the only dream that is tangible, and filling beyond explanation.  When we ( Read more... )