Monday, November 29, 2010
Saturday, November 27, 2010
Espresso and Random Thought Trains
Random thought alert.
I shouldn't drink anything that has espresso in it when I'm in certain moods. Its interesting. Sides of me that I don't ever even admit to existing to come out. Its scary. My poor family has to see it.
Expresso isn't a word, people. Don't say it. Don't say "expecially" either.
Can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are shooting stars?
Exercize bands hurt dreadfully when you are snapped with one.
I realized today that I really quite enjoy sending out quotes. I'm not so sure the people on the receiving end of them enjoy them as much, but I like doing it. So I don't much care.
The Free Mason's built the Subway building in Litchfield. I wish I knew what they were all about. The whole Free Mason thing is a matter of great intrigue to me. If anyone knows what they are about, they should tell me. Because I really don't want to have to settle for joining them simply because my curiosity overtakes all reason.
Know what would be cool. If there was a college that would allow you to test your way to a degree. Like, you wouldn't have to actually take classes there. You could just do the studying and academics on your own and then pay to go take a test so you can get your degree. If this existed I would totally be a counselor or psychiatrist or something.
If flowers grew in the winter time it would make the season so much more bearable.
I wish I had a portable sun.
There is a note beside the computer that I'm at that says that Josiah is a skunk hurder to the max. I think whoever wrote that (I believe it was Johannah) needs to learn how to spell.
I'm largely conflicted when it comes to my opinions on audio books.
Oh. I saw a giraffe on Molly's necklace today.
Thank-you. You have now experienced a portion of what it's like to be inside my mind when I have had a large amount of caffine.
Me off.
I shouldn't drink anything that has espresso in it when I'm in certain moods. Its interesting. Sides of me that I don't ever even admit to existing to come out. Its scary. My poor family has to see it.
Expresso isn't a word, people. Don't say it. Don't say "expecially" either.
Can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are shooting stars?
Exercize bands hurt dreadfully when you are snapped with one.
I realized today that I really quite enjoy sending out quotes. I'm not so sure the people on the receiving end of them enjoy them as much, but I like doing it. So I don't much care.
The Free Mason's built the Subway building in Litchfield. I wish I knew what they were all about. The whole Free Mason thing is a matter of great intrigue to me. If anyone knows what they are about, they should tell me. Because I really don't want to have to settle for joining them simply because my curiosity overtakes all reason.
Know what would be cool. If there was a college that would allow you to test your way to a degree. Like, you wouldn't have to actually take classes there. You could just do the studying and academics on your own and then pay to go take a test so you can get your degree. If this existed I would totally be a counselor or psychiatrist or something.
If flowers grew in the winter time it would make the season so much more bearable.
I wish I had a portable sun.
There is a note beside the computer that I'm at that says that Josiah is a skunk hurder to the max. I think whoever wrote that (I believe it was Johannah) needs to learn how to spell.
I'm largely conflicted when it comes to my opinions on audio books.
Oh. I saw a giraffe on Molly's necklace today.
Thank-you. You have now experienced a portion of what it's like to be inside my mind when I have had a large amount of caffine.
Me off.
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Joyous Celebration of the Return of the Prodigal Brother
Jimmy surprised us all and showed up at home this morning!!!!!!!! :D
Me off.
Me off.
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Do You Want a Revolution?
I feel as though I have much in thought, but the bridge between my ideas and my words hasn't quite been completed.
As you all know it has been an interesting year for me. As I'm waking up from my funk, I've been looking around me to see that the vast majority of those whom I care deeply about have fallen into their own funks. And seeing how they are approaching and dealing with their issues has broken my heart. I don't see them turning to Jesus, but to other things and people for the answers to their questions and hurts. Or they are denying and avoiding them all together. Burying them underneath a smile or activity. But they're still hurting. I see it in their eyes.
This is not tolerable for me. Now, when I say that, you may be a little put off and wonder who I am to make such a statement. But I don't deal with the devil. I don't tolerate him taking and gaining victory in the lives of those precious to me. Its completely unacceptable. Its difficult because often times I feel so helpless to do anything about it. I pray my brains out... and I know its the most powerful thing, but I sometimes just wish I could do something. On the other side of it, I know if I get involved in the situations I am observing with out the sanctioning and guidance of God, I will without a doubt, screw it up even further.
So I pray.
I was talking to a friend tonight over coffee and I shared with him something someone said to me that I just can't get out of my head any time I start to worry about my friends and family. I had been kind of venting to someone one day about how I was frustrated about feeling helpless. And the basic message of what she told me was this; we know, because we are told, that prayer is the most powerful thing we can do for people. But, as stated before, it often doesn't feel like you're actually doing much. This is because we tend to forget how big the God-factor is in people's lives. We need to remember that He has His soveriegn hand in everything and so therefore talking to the One who is in control of everything is the most active thing we can do. And, let me tell you, I can't shake that concept from me.
Its so cool lately too. Because amidst all of the discouragement of seeing people struggle, this week I was lifted up by the fact that one of the people I have been concerned about has finally started to make a turn around! I don't talk to him often, but when I have for a few months lately.. well he's been going through a really hard time. But I talked to him a few days ago and it was just so amazing to hear him talk about what God is doing in him again!
I did have a realization the other day (mostly random side track from previously discussed topics in this entry). I realized that, if all works out as I would like, I will be able to go to St. Louis 3 times this next year! I want to go in March if the church is able to go. Then my brother is graduating from the intern program there in May. And then after internship is over in the summer I want to go for a month as a resident missionary. Its super inexpensive to do and well, you all know that my heart lives there.
More locally, I've been hitting a level of frustration with where things are at here. Don't get me wrong, I love everything that God is doing... I just wish that people would tune into it more than they seem to be doing. I wish I could/would tune into it more. I feel like I'm missing so much of what He wants to do... I want to see Cornerstone revolutionized. I want to see every person there willing, ready and serving in God's callings for them. Daily. I want to see a unified force come out of Cornerstone that will spread the revolution from just our church to the community of Medina. All of it. All social demographics of it. Reaching out to and beyond the city limits. I want to see people wake up. And I feel like God is wanting to do something so incredible here. And as much as I desperately want to be in St. Louis, I don't feel right about leaving here until I begin to see the fruition of what He has shown me for this place.
So much for not being able to put my thoughts into words. I think it often ends up that way for me. And this is all just part of what's going on in my head right now.
Me off.
As you all know it has been an interesting year for me. As I'm waking up from my funk, I've been looking around me to see that the vast majority of those whom I care deeply about have fallen into their own funks. And seeing how they are approaching and dealing with their issues has broken my heart. I don't see them turning to Jesus, but to other things and people for the answers to their questions and hurts. Or they are denying and avoiding them all together. Burying them underneath a smile or activity. But they're still hurting. I see it in their eyes.
This is not tolerable for me. Now, when I say that, you may be a little put off and wonder who I am to make such a statement. But I don't deal with the devil. I don't tolerate him taking and gaining victory in the lives of those precious to me. Its completely unacceptable. Its difficult because often times I feel so helpless to do anything about it. I pray my brains out... and I know its the most powerful thing, but I sometimes just wish I could do something. On the other side of it, I know if I get involved in the situations I am observing with out the sanctioning and guidance of God, I will without a doubt, screw it up even further.
So I pray.
I was talking to a friend tonight over coffee and I shared with him something someone said to me that I just can't get out of my head any time I start to worry about my friends and family. I had been kind of venting to someone one day about how I was frustrated about feeling helpless. And the basic message of what she told me was this; we know, because we are told, that prayer is the most powerful thing we can do for people. But, as stated before, it often doesn't feel like you're actually doing much. This is because we tend to forget how big the God-factor is in people's lives. We need to remember that He has His soveriegn hand in everything and so therefore talking to the One who is in control of everything is the most active thing we can do. And, let me tell you, I can't shake that concept from me.
Its so cool lately too. Because amidst all of the discouragement of seeing people struggle, this week I was lifted up by the fact that one of the people I have been concerned about has finally started to make a turn around! I don't talk to him often, but when I have for a few months lately.. well he's been going through a really hard time. But I talked to him a few days ago and it was just so amazing to hear him talk about what God is doing in him again!
I did have a realization the other day (mostly random side track from previously discussed topics in this entry). I realized that, if all works out as I would like, I will be able to go to St. Louis 3 times this next year! I want to go in March if the church is able to go. Then my brother is graduating from the intern program there in May. And then after internship is over in the summer I want to go for a month as a resident missionary. Its super inexpensive to do and well, you all know that my heart lives there.
More locally, I've been hitting a level of frustration with where things are at here. Don't get me wrong, I love everything that God is doing... I just wish that people would tune into it more than they seem to be doing. I wish I could/would tune into it more. I feel like I'm missing so much of what He wants to do... I want to see Cornerstone revolutionized. I want to see every person there willing, ready and serving in God's callings for them. Daily. I want to see a unified force come out of Cornerstone that will spread the revolution from just our church to the community of Medina. All of it. All social demographics of it. Reaching out to and beyond the city limits. I want to see people wake up. And I feel like God is wanting to do something so incredible here. And as much as I desperately want to be in St. Louis, I don't feel right about leaving here until I begin to see the fruition of what He has shown me for this place.
So much for not being able to put my thoughts into words. I think it often ends up that way for me. And this is all just part of what's going on in my head right now.
Me off.
Monday, November 22, 2010
To Avoid Original Thought
I've been spending some of my free time (which isn't often much) lately reading quotes. I love seeing how people can eloquently, simply or abstractly express truth.
Favorite one I found today says "True heroism is remarkably sober, very undramatic. It is not the urge to surpass all others at whatever cost, but the urge to serve others at whatever cost." - Arthur Ashe
"A wise person decides slowly but abides by these decisions." - Arthur Ashe - I'd say that's a pretty decent description of integrity too...
"In this world we do not see things as they are. We see them as we are, because what we see depends mainly on what we are looking for." - John Lubbock - Its funny how we can forget this sometimes. We get caught up in what we see and think it is absolute truth, forgetting that our sight is dependent on our human, imperfect eyes. On the other side of it, we can allow other people's opinions of us to affect our own self-perception, forgetting that their sight, too, is dependent on imperfect vision.
"Faith is not certainty. Faith is the courage to live with uncertainty." - Jonathan Sacks - Faith is the substance of things hoped for and the evidence of things not seen? Yep.
"Women who seek to be equal to men lack ambition." - Timothy Leary - Hehe.
"Calmness of mind is one of the beautiful jewels of wisdom. It is the result of long and patient effort in self-control." - James Allen
"Truth resides best in that which looks ridiculous." - Eugene J. Martin
Me off.
Favorite one I found today says "True heroism is remarkably sober, very undramatic. It is not the urge to surpass all others at whatever cost, but the urge to serve others at whatever cost." - Arthur Ashe
"A wise person decides slowly but abides by these decisions." - Arthur Ashe - I'd say that's a pretty decent description of integrity too...
"In this world we do not see things as they are. We see them as we are, because what we see depends mainly on what we are looking for." - John Lubbock - Its funny how we can forget this sometimes. We get caught up in what we see and think it is absolute truth, forgetting that our sight is dependent on our human, imperfect eyes. On the other side of it, we can allow other people's opinions of us to affect our own self-perception, forgetting that their sight, too, is dependent on imperfect vision.
"Faith is not certainty. Faith is the courage to live with uncertainty." - Jonathan Sacks - Faith is the substance of things hoped for and the evidence of things not seen? Yep.
"Women who seek to be equal to men lack ambition." - Timothy Leary - Hehe.
"Calmness of mind is one of the beautiful jewels of wisdom. It is the result of long and patient effort in self-control." - James Allen
"Truth resides best in that which looks ridiculous." - Eugene J. Martin
Me off.
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
Rambling On and On and On...
You know, I really wish I didn't belive that romance is a myth. But the more time goes on, the more I doubt its existance. Maybe its just because I'm surrounded by relationships that don't really exemplify it. Maybe its because I've never really experienced it for myself. I don't know. But I don't believe it. Love isn't real. Unless its from Jesus. And I know that human "love" is imperfect, but it just seems so flawed and so far from what its supposed to be to me that it can't even really be recognized as love. I don't know what it would be.
Our love for each other is so filled with ulterior motives and goals. It frustrates me. And, really, I'm not even sure what love is anymore. Besides from Jesus. I try to imitate His love, but I know I fail at it miserably. I hold on too tight for fear of loss... actually, any love I have is full of fear. I don't trust people at all. I trust them just about as far as my nose. And its something I'll work out. Jesus will work in me to heal my heart to the point where I think I'll be able to trust again. But I don't know that I'll really believe in love ever. Unless someone comes around who decides to prove me wrong. At the very bottom line, I don't believe real love exists for me.
I guess if I'm being honest, yes, I do believe that romance exists for very few people. I'm pretty sure the number of people who have found a true realtionship where romance and real love is given and received on both sides could be counted on my hands and feet. And out of 6 billion people on the planet, that's pretty pathetic. I think there's plenty of relationships where one person wants a genuine relationship, but often either the other person is just wanting sex, or the settled for something sub par to what they really wanted so there's a part of them that's bitter and wondering if they could have done better (even if its just a really small part of them). I've seen it. I see it. Its shoved in my face every day. I don't buy it.
And I refuse to settle for myself. Maybe I need to lower my standards a little bit. But I can't. I'd rather stay single for the rest of eternity than settle or end up in a situation similar to one I've seen blatently lately. I don't want to be settled for. My heart has had enough crap done to it, I don't need to be settled for only to find out after years of being married because the guy isn't happy. Heeeccck no.
I also can't be with anyone who isn't pursuing a call to ministry in some form or another. Just having a call doesn't really do much. Because (if you read in one of my first entries) there are plenty of people who have received a call and not many who have answered it. I have to be with someone who will I can partner with.
Its funny, I've discovered much about what I need when it comes to a guy this past year. Not usually through positive circumstances. But its interesting. I seriously hope that this discovery isn't simply to show that there is no guy in the world who is capable of meeting said criterion.
It doesn't help that I'm persistent. I think I need to not be so pig headed. But then, I kinda like being pig headed. If I'm being honest. Its funny cause I don't think many of the people I know now have really seen my stubborn side to its fullest. I've even been told lately by someone that they don't think I'm really that stubborn. I kind of take that as a compliment because that means I've been able to mellow out alot. If you only knew me way back when. It was ridiculous. But when it comes to certain things now, I'm impossible to move. Once I've set my mind on something, my course is set. It takes alot for me to really, fully set my self to a goal. But once I do, I don't give up. And it always gets fun when you add to the mix other stubborn personalities, whom shall remain un-named, who tend to put barriers between me and what I'm going for. Which is a rather amusing irony to me... But of course you wouldn't understand the irony of the statement because I'm fairly certain I'm the only one who really knows what I'm talking about.
Its fun. Lol.
My sister was going through these conversation starter things we have. They're really dumb.. but the one asked if I could see in to the future, what would I want to know. I really want to know if I'm going to get married, and if yes, who it will be. I know alot of people say that... and then ultimately when they think about it, they don't really want to know. Nope. I actually do. It would take alot of the stress out of things in life. And when I meet that person, it really wouldn't be weird for me. I would be completely fine with just letting things play out. I can deal with pretty much anything if I know either the exact outcome, or at least that the other person is committed to our friendship/relationship. Actually, that last sentence can be applied to any relationship I'm in.
I just don't do well with unknowns. Or at least with wishy-washy people who will be your friend one day and change their mind the next. I've had enough of that for a life time. I'm done. And I understand the whole some friendships are for a season thing and I can accept that just fine. But if you're going to be my friend. Be my friend. Don't be an idiot about it and don't change that status simply because of a fight or something dumb. Actually, for me, I don't change that status at all if its for conflict really. I think I've done it within that context once ever. Mostly the only reason I would ever cease to be friends with someone is if we just naturally grow apart. Or if they shove me away. Had that happen... once? I think. Won't go there.
It genuinely frustrates me that I can't see the future right now. Its actually been kind of a revelation to me. Because I realized this past week or two that I usually have a pretty good perception of how things are going to turn out. I don't usually know specifics or exact outcomes, but I could tell you generally what's going to happen with things. Not lately at all, though. I feel like I'm so much in the dark. Its weird for me. I just want to know. Geez. I really just don't want to be vague here anymore. I really just want to name names and give specifics. It would be so freaking nice to get everything that I'm thinking out of me. But I respect certain people to much to do so. Or I try to respect them anyway. I fail largely at that frequently enough.
I just hope a certain person doesn't "know" who they're going to marry... or doesn't think they know anyway. That's a painful boat to be in when you're wrong. And I've never seen anyone be right. Been there, done that, got the cookie. It didn't taste good. Just saying.
Eh, I think I'm gonna be done rambling on and on about myself for tonight. Go listen to Sleeping at Last. You should. You know you want to.
Me off.
Our love for each other is so filled with ulterior motives and goals. It frustrates me. And, really, I'm not even sure what love is anymore. Besides from Jesus. I try to imitate His love, but I know I fail at it miserably. I hold on too tight for fear of loss... actually, any love I have is full of fear. I don't trust people at all. I trust them just about as far as my nose. And its something I'll work out. Jesus will work in me to heal my heart to the point where I think I'll be able to trust again. But I don't know that I'll really believe in love ever. Unless someone comes around who decides to prove me wrong. At the very bottom line, I don't believe real love exists for me.
I guess if I'm being honest, yes, I do believe that romance exists for very few people. I'm pretty sure the number of people who have found a true realtionship where romance and real love is given and received on both sides could be counted on my hands and feet. And out of 6 billion people on the planet, that's pretty pathetic. I think there's plenty of relationships where one person wants a genuine relationship, but often either the other person is just wanting sex, or the settled for something sub par to what they really wanted so there's a part of them that's bitter and wondering if they could have done better (even if its just a really small part of them). I've seen it. I see it. Its shoved in my face every day. I don't buy it.
And I refuse to settle for myself. Maybe I need to lower my standards a little bit. But I can't. I'd rather stay single for the rest of eternity than settle or end up in a situation similar to one I've seen blatently lately. I don't want to be settled for. My heart has had enough crap done to it, I don't need to be settled for only to find out after years of being married because the guy isn't happy. Heeeccck no.
I also can't be with anyone who isn't pursuing a call to ministry in some form or another. Just having a call doesn't really do much. Because (if you read in one of my first entries) there are plenty of people who have received a call and not many who have answered it. I have to be with someone who will I can partner with.
Its funny, I've discovered much about what I need when it comes to a guy this past year. Not usually through positive circumstances. But its interesting. I seriously hope that this discovery isn't simply to show that there is no guy in the world who is capable of meeting said criterion.
It doesn't help that I'm persistent. I think I need to not be so pig headed. But then, I kinda like being pig headed. If I'm being honest. Its funny cause I don't think many of the people I know now have really seen my stubborn side to its fullest. I've even been told lately by someone that they don't think I'm really that stubborn. I kind of take that as a compliment because that means I've been able to mellow out alot. If you only knew me way back when. It was ridiculous. But when it comes to certain things now, I'm impossible to move. Once I've set my mind on something, my course is set. It takes alot for me to really, fully set my self to a goal. But once I do, I don't give up. And it always gets fun when you add to the mix other stubborn personalities, whom shall remain un-named, who tend to put barriers between me and what I'm going for. Which is a rather amusing irony to me... But of course you wouldn't understand the irony of the statement because I'm fairly certain I'm the only one who really knows what I'm talking about.
Its fun. Lol.
My sister was going through these conversation starter things we have. They're really dumb.. but the one asked if I could see in to the future, what would I want to know. I really want to know if I'm going to get married, and if yes, who it will be. I know alot of people say that... and then ultimately when they think about it, they don't really want to know. Nope. I actually do. It would take alot of the stress out of things in life. And when I meet that person, it really wouldn't be weird for me. I would be completely fine with just letting things play out. I can deal with pretty much anything if I know either the exact outcome, or at least that the other person is committed to our friendship/relationship. Actually, that last sentence can be applied to any relationship I'm in.
I just don't do well with unknowns. Or at least with wishy-washy people who will be your friend one day and change their mind the next. I've had enough of that for a life time. I'm done. And I understand the whole some friendships are for a season thing and I can accept that just fine. But if you're going to be my friend. Be my friend. Don't be an idiot about it and don't change that status simply because of a fight or something dumb. Actually, for me, I don't change that status at all if its for conflict really. I think I've done it within that context once ever. Mostly the only reason I would ever cease to be friends with someone is if we just naturally grow apart. Or if they shove me away. Had that happen... once? I think. Won't go there.
It genuinely frustrates me that I can't see the future right now. Its actually been kind of a revelation to me. Because I realized this past week or two that I usually have a pretty good perception of how things are going to turn out. I don't usually know specifics or exact outcomes, but I could tell you generally what's going to happen with things. Not lately at all, though. I feel like I'm so much in the dark. Its weird for me. I just want to know. Geez. I really just don't want to be vague here anymore. I really just want to name names and give specifics. It would be so freaking nice to get everything that I'm thinking out of me. But I respect certain people to much to do so. Or I try to respect them anyway. I fail largely at that frequently enough.
I just hope a certain person doesn't "know" who they're going to marry... or doesn't think they know anyway. That's a painful boat to be in when you're wrong. And I've never seen anyone be right. Been there, done that, got the cookie. It didn't taste good. Just saying.
Eh, I think I'm gonna be done rambling on and on about myself for tonight. Go listen to Sleeping at Last. You should. You know you want to.
Me off.
The Tying of the Soul
Soul ties are a confusing subject for me. Or maybe not so confusing as controversial. I'd love to say that they don't exist, except I'm pretty sure they do. I say this because I think I need to break one... and I don't know that I can. Cause... yeah. My sister said something today about her opinions of something that's kinda a fresh wound to me. And, to my horror, it caused me to get really angry. I don't like it. Probably shouldn't be saying this here. I don't know.
I think I'm a bit spoiled in certain areas of life. Not in areas that people are typically spoiled in though. I don't know. I'm not really used to ultimately not getting my way when it comes to my friendships and people that I am surrounded by. Sure, I don't always in the moment, but ultimately, in the end, it usually works out the way I want. And that's probably not good for me. I'm stubborn too. And patient (when it comes to things of this nature). And painfully loyal. I am capable of waiting very long periods of time to get my way. But its not good because I could end up waiting for a long time, and then everything go the opposite way and then I've screwed myself over.
Yaayy. I need to figure some things out. I wish I could see certain things in the future sometimes.
Me off.
Oh, giraffe on tv yesterday.
I think I'm a bit spoiled in certain areas of life. Not in areas that people are typically spoiled in though. I don't know. I'm not really used to ultimately not getting my way when it comes to my friendships and people that I am surrounded by. Sure, I don't always in the moment, but ultimately, in the end, it usually works out the way I want. And that's probably not good for me. I'm stubborn too. And patient (when it comes to things of this nature). And painfully loyal. I am capable of waiting very long periods of time to get my way. But its not good because I could end up waiting for a long time, and then everything go the opposite way and then I've screwed myself over.
Yaayy. I need to figure some things out. I wish I could see certain things in the future sometimes.
Me off.
Oh, giraffe on tv yesterday.
Sunday, November 7, 2010
In Between the Pages
Saw a giraffe in a book at church today.
Don't much like Sundays. They're too busy. I go to church super early, come home for about an hour then go to work until Monday morning. No fun.
To add to my complaint, our cd burner is broke so I can't put the Sleeping at Last songs I just bought on a cd. I'm bummed.
Oh well.
Me off.
P.S. Can't wait for Sleeping at Last's December EP to come out!!!
Don't much like Sundays. They're too busy. I go to church super early, come home for about an hour then go to work until Monday morning. No fun.
To add to my complaint, our cd burner is broke so I can't put the Sleeping at Last songs I just bought on a cd. I'm bummed.
Oh well.
Me off.
P.S. Can't wait for Sleeping at Last's December EP to come out!!!
Friday, November 5, 2010
Giraffe Family
I was sent a picture of a giraffe family today. They were wooden. And amazing. And cute. I think it counts as a sighting. The end.
Me off.
Me off.
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
Proof That I'm Weird
As if you needed it. The past 2 days I've been writing randomness on the dry erase board hanging on my family's refrigerator. What do I write you may ask. Well, I will tell you.
Yesterday I wrote "I once had a purple parrot named George. He ate chinchillas for breakfast at 7:26 every morning. And he wretched them up at 2:24 every afternoon so that the unicorns would have a chance to survive."
Today was "If the metatarsals of a flying squirrel come in contact with your hair when it is blue, rejoice! Because the color red. Too often we ignore the blessings rained down by soaring cows in order to observe the ostrich in its natural aquatic habitat. So appreciate cows and flying squirrels as they work in tandem to provide the citizens of our celestial body with the necessities of pencils and joyous apples."
Saw a giraffe in a Harry Potter movie today. Prisoner of Azkaban.
Still listening to Sleeping at Last somewhat obsessively. Current favorite lyric by them "The warmth of blankets; Makes me nervous; I'd rather catch a cold" (Bright and Early).
Me off.
p.s. I've been starting alot of sentences with "p.s." lately. I don't know why.
Me really off.
Yesterday I wrote "I once had a purple parrot named George. He ate chinchillas for breakfast at 7:26 every morning. And he wretched them up at 2:24 every afternoon so that the unicorns would have a chance to survive."
Today was "If the metatarsals of a flying squirrel come in contact with your hair when it is blue, rejoice! Because the color red. Too often we ignore the blessings rained down by soaring cows in order to observe the ostrich in its natural aquatic habitat. So appreciate cows and flying squirrels as they work in tandem to provide the citizens of our celestial body with the necessities of pencils and joyous apples."
Saw a giraffe in a Harry Potter movie today. Prisoner of Azkaban.
Still listening to Sleeping at Last somewhat obsessively. Current favorite lyric by them "The warmth of blankets; Makes me nervous; I'd rather catch a cold" (Bright and Early).
Me off.
p.s. I've been starting alot of sentences with "p.s." lately. I don't know why.
Me really off.
The Incredible Depth that is Sleeping at Last
Yeah, I'm pretty hardcore sold on this band. I thought that maybe they were done awe-ing me. But no. Two days ago they released the next segment of their Yearbook EP ("November") and I was again launched into a depth of thought only inspired by lyrics that poetically challenge the mind while serenading the ear. (Can I just say I think I am in love with the previous sentence).
I posted the lyrics from the songs in November in my previous entry.
The first song (Bright and Early), I can relate to... incredibly so. It talks about worlds and relationships falling apart. The reasoning we have that we will grow through the pain and disaster. The fear of allowing people near us; the fear of hope, because we are afraid of losing that warmth, so we would "rather catch a cold". But when it all falls apart, it somehow takes a piece of our soul and if we are patient, our trust can be retied.
I'm still working out exactly the meaning behind Emphasis. But I do largely appreciate the way it explains how answers aren't necessary, just Jesus. He is our light. And even if it seems small to us, it can "reignight the sun". You may be surrounded by darkness, but even your small light has the capability of spreading into others. And then talking about the "6 billion pieces waiting to be fixed". Clearly representing the broken lives of everyone on the planet needing Christ.
101010 I think would be the pacifist's song. "Grey is not a compromise it is the bridge between two sides..."; incredibly profound.
Anyway, those are my thoughts on the awesomeness that is the music of Sleeping at Last.
Me off.
I posted the lyrics from the songs in November in my previous entry.
The first song (Bright and Early), I can relate to... incredibly so. It talks about worlds and relationships falling apart. The reasoning we have that we will grow through the pain and disaster. The fear of allowing people near us; the fear of hope, because we are afraid of losing that warmth, so we would "rather catch a cold". But when it all falls apart, it somehow takes a piece of our soul and if we are patient, our trust can be retied.
I'm still working out exactly the meaning behind Emphasis. But I do largely appreciate the way it explains how answers aren't necessary, just Jesus. He is our light. And even if it seems small to us, it can "reignight the sun". You may be surrounded by darkness, but even your small light has the capability of spreading into others. And then talking about the "6 billion pieces waiting to be fixed". Clearly representing the broken lives of everyone on the planet needing Christ.
101010 I think would be the pacifist's song. "Grey is not a compromise it is the bridge between two sides..."; incredibly profound.
Anyway, those are my thoughts on the awesomeness that is the music of Sleeping at Last.
Me off.
Monday, November 1, 2010
Emphasis on Bright and Early, 101010
Lyrics!!! Lol. Sleeping at Last. What else is there? :p
Bright and Early
Bright and early
through the curtains
the sun comes pouring in
filling glasses up with diamonds
stirring where I’ve been
But it’s all trigger and effect
dominoes at their best
In the end I’m told
it taught me everyting I know
that the wreckage left behind
will somehow make me grow
But why couldn’t I have been safe from the start
soundly asleep
The warmth of blankets
makes me nervous
I’d rather catch a cold
Like sparks in matches
blink, you’ll miss it
the future’s up in smoke
Though dust has settled
I still smell the ashes
buried in my clothes
It’s all trigger and effect, I know
dominoes at their best
In the end I’m told
it taught me everything I know
but when the fire took our home
I lost part of my soul
From the ground up
I’ll keep building
houses into homes
Cause if trust is ribbon
then patience ties it
in a perfect bow
Emphasis
Death is promised to the bee
who’s sting protects the coloney
was its life worth nothing more
than honey for the queen
Life is a branch and it is a dove
handcrafted by confusing love
sign language is our reply
when church bells make no sound
In hollow towers and empty hives
we craved sweetness with a fear of heights
was it all just a grain of sand
in an hourglass
The smartest thing I’ve ever learned
is that I don’t have all the answers
just a little light to call my own
Though it pales in comparison
to the overarching shadows
a speck of light can reignight the sun
and swallow darkness whole
Death is a cold blindfolded kiss
it is the finger pressed upon our lips
it puts an unwanted emphasis
on how we should have lived
Life is a gorgeous broken gift
6 billion pieces waiting to be fixed
love letters that were never signed
sent to where we live
But the sweetest thing I’ve ever heard
is that I don’t have to have the answers
just a little light to call my own
101010
Hold your breath and count to 28
change is slow but I feel it taking shape
folding over us like waves
on oragami ocean tides we sway
Like blueprints being rearranged
over microscopes we plan and strain
The finest print in the whitest ink
before it dries there’s no time to think
it feels like everything we’ve know is sink or swim
But grey is not a compromise
it is the bridge between two sides
I would even argue that it is the color
that most represents God’s eyes
Hold your breath and count to 29
connect the dots and cherish every line
Paper cuts and trails aside
make a wish and hold it tight
this time we’ll try our very hardest not to try
‘cause grey is not a compromise
it is the bridge between two sides
the shores on which our stubborn land
and restless sea collide
grey is not just middle ground
it is a truce that waits to be signed
I would even argue that from where we stand
it most represents the color of God’s eyes
So lets fold our atlas into paper planes
change is slow but I feel it taking shape
Bright and Early
Bright and early
through the curtains
the sun comes pouring in
filling glasses up with diamonds
stirring where I’ve been
But it’s all trigger and effect
dominoes at their best
In the end I’m told
it taught me everyting I know
that the wreckage left behind
will somehow make me grow
But why couldn’t I have been safe from the start
soundly asleep
The warmth of blankets
makes me nervous
I’d rather catch a cold
Like sparks in matches
blink, you’ll miss it
the future’s up in smoke
Though dust has settled
I still smell the ashes
buried in my clothes
It’s all trigger and effect, I know
dominoes at their best
In the end I’m told
it taught me everything I know
but when the fire took our home
I lost part of my soul
From the ground up
I’ll keep building
houses into homes
Cause if trust is ribbon
then patience ties it
in a perfect bow
Emphasis
Death is promised to the bee
who’s sting protects the coloney
was its life worth nothing more
than honey for the queen
Life is a branch and it is a dove
handcrafted by confusing love
sign language is our reply
when church bells make no sound
In hollow towers and empty hives
we craved sweetness with a fear of heights
was it all just a grain of sand
in an hourglass
The smartest thing I’ve ever learned
is that I don’t have all the answers
just a little light to call my own
Though it pales in comparison
to the overarching shadows
a speck of light can reignight the sun
and swallow darkness whole
Death is a cold blindfolded kiss
it is the finger pressed upon our lips
it puts an unwanted emphasis
on how we should have lived
Life is a gorgeous broken gift
6 billion pieces waiting to be fixed
love letters that were never signed
sent to where we live
But the sweetest thing I’ve ever heard
is that I don’t have to have the answers
just a little light to call my own
101010
Hold your breath and count to 28
change is slow but I feel it taking shape
folding over us like waves
on oragami ocean tides we sway
Like blueprints being rearranged
over microscopes we plan and strain
The finest print in the whitest ink
before it dries there’s no time to think
it feels like everything we’ve know is sink or swim
But grey is not a compromise
it is the bridge between two sides
I would even argue that it is the color
that most represents God’s eyes
Hold your breath and count to 29
connect the dots and cherish every line
Paper cuts and trails aside
make a wish and hold it tight
this time we’ll try our very hardest not to try
‘cause grey is not a compromise
it is the bridge between two sides
the shores on which our stubborn land
and restless sea collide
grey is not just middle ground
it is a truce that waits to be signed
I would even argue that from where we stand
it most represents the color of God’s eyes
So lets fold our atlas into paper planes
change is slow but I feel it taking shape
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