Out with the old...

2010 is in my rearview mirror as I am approaching the dark and vague unknowns of 2011.
There is this queer sensation of life flowing through my veins, beating in my chest.

The reigning quote in my life has been and will continue to be:
"It is going to be a very good year."

So. Be. It.

Palpitations

In sooth I beseechingly inquire of you,

"a quoi bon contempler la terre et sa beauté?"

Viens avec moi.

L'amour est un plus doux mystère qu'un jour d'été.



Sustain me, mon chéri, you do, with these fleeting moments.
I breathe in and breathe out, arms stretched wide across the open skies; likened with angels above.

So it begins.

Thoughtless(full)

It seems as though I have little time to write down my thoughts,
apart from trivial social networks such as Facebook and Twitter.

These days I am trying keep a positive perspective on life, which can be exceptionally difficult.
I find that most folks this day and age are all about fast pace living, selfish ambitions, and are full of negative vibes.

I do not dig it. It's not my thing.
Though, I admit I've been known to complain a time or two.
But, because of God's grace my life is going in a completely different direction.


My heart has so many reasons to be full of thanksgiving.

Psalm 107:1

For the Love of God

"Whoever does not love does not know God because God is love."

1 John 4:8


You are speaking to my heart. Change is here.

8.5.10.

Are you fighting your inhibitions?
Are you willing to make a change?
Can you realize your own submissions drag you down, down to the dirt?

Subscribe to reality lost in transition.
Admit to the lies and the grief.
Expect to get up off the dusty ground and walk through the door to rebirth.

You're out of control.

Get Back

...to where you once belonged.

how strange. that in one instant, everything changes.

somethings snaps.

I was on top of the world, but now that world disintegrates between my finger tips.



Seeing red again.

It's the worst feeling I've ever known.


I wish I knew how to make/keep friends. .......

Dark Center

I think I might disintegrate.

It won't be so bad. Better than walking through this dim lit tunnel that leads to no where.

"I'm pretty damn sure that anyone can equally, easily fuck you over."

What the hell is going on.