Were going on a bear hunt... |
Today, I went exploring. The mountain, on which I now live, is filled with whimsical wooded paths.
It began as just a trip to the box at the end of the drive. I was hoping to find letters i...
Posted by on Mon, 08 Oct 2007 22:27:00 GMT |
so you can sing along... |
here are the lyrics to the new songs...dark eyesMy lifeless brown eyes rolled back to slumberso I prayed, Oh God, Please make them any shade of greenimpatience got the best of me, so I did it on ...
Posted by on Wed, 24 Jan 2007 20:21:00 GMT |
out of place. |
I use to have a place for everything. I tend to organize to the point of rediculousness. I think alphabetically, I hang my clothes in color coded order, and I thought I had organized my feelings and r...
Posted by on Sun, 21 Jan 2007 21:19:00 GMT |
Romance... |
I haven't posted in awhile, but right now I'm feeling ill and for some odd reason my body won't shut down for some sleep. Maybe some rambling will help me get some shut eye. I've been stretched and p...
Posted by on Thu, 08 Jun 2006 23:37:00 GMT |
Next stop... knowledge. |
Days that bring rain also bring a melancholy aire. It's been two weeks and the sky still seems jaded with belated April showers. Not only is the sky jaded, but so is my b...
Posted by on Fri, 05 May 2006 18:42:00 GMT |
And now...what you've all been waiting for...The social lyrics! |
ADORATION CONVERSATION
My heart and head are in an Ancient war
Fighting for the role that keeps my soul
I cant seem to find a moments peace
Fear wields itself within me
Love makes sense in...
Posted by on Mon, 25 Apr 2005 14:41:00 GMT |
Why do I do things I don't want to? |
3/28/05 A day of thought
It has been said by the man that I desire to be most like that you should weep with those who weep and rejoice with those who rejoice. But what should a person do in the ...
Posted by on Tue, 29 Mar 2005 14:01:00 GMT |
triplet of truth... loved by me, and written by Gibran |
Of the First Look
It is that moment that divides the intoxication of Life from the awakening. It is the first flame that lights up the inner domain of the heart. It is the first magic note plucked...
Posted by on Tue, 21 Dec 2004 14:18:00 GMT |
favorites... |
A friend of mine and I were painting my new room the other day and as we were doing so we began to discuss our favorite things in life. I don't know if it was the intoxicating fumes that boggled our s...
Posted by on Sat, 17 Jul 2004 00:36:00 GMT |
A Fine Bottle of Wine |
I was once the red wine that you so delligently sought after. The robust scent of charm is what enticed you to begin with and the forbidden aspect made it far more appealing at your age. You and I wou...
Posted by on Mon, 14 Jun 2004 00:10:00 GMT |
