Saturday, December 13, 2008

I've been writing in my new little journal so much and it's very lovely.
Also, cool things have been happening to me.

Monday, November 17, 2008

segmented heart,
what do you see?

floating in that sea
of g----

to your Creator.
He will mend,
breathe life
into the deep void (He will fulfill)
abounding love,
conquer my understanding
promise rings,
tiny beds for little princesses,
little fingers reaching towards the stars,
eyes lit up (though darkness abounds)
we should learn from them (of innocence and free spirit)

Sunday, November 16, 2008

but your heart will only contain the love that it is given
There are places where
more thinking can be done,
but you are breaking down
concepts that you created.

Everytime you reach towards
open skies
to gain insight
that you so yearn for,
I see
your bones crack.

There are slices of eternity
in your eyes,
those freckles, I just want to
collect them- put them in a
jar, with those fireflies
that so illuminate my night
My tears
are in these jars
(I present to You)

You take
exchange them for golden sparkles,
shimmered love,
powdered songs,

Awakened heart
There are harmonies
between Your breaths
when You speak,
Your words,
flutter around the room
and fall like ashes to the floor;
the wind (Your ancient breath)
carries them to souls hidden
behind these walls.

The stones may engulf You but
Your music still resounds
in the bark of the tree,
under the rushing brook,
in the multifaceted wings of a butterfly,
a lover,
Your soul,
I still hear
the echo.
there is unmistakable truth in Your words
they speak
endlessly, they
so deeply, they
at the very essence of our being.
You awaken
when everything is asleep
when conquered fortresses
ask Your name,
it is revealed
with unmistakable truth
the earth rattles
the mountains whisper
Your name
my heart deciphers
the secrets of time

but You
remain a mystery

Saturday, November 15, 2008

don't fret anymore
there are places more distant than these
with shimmering waters
and boys who call you back

there are hearts in these shadows still
that beat with every inhaling breath
but don't bury your belongings
before you give them away

Thursday, November 13, 2008

tiptoe, tiptoe.

follow me"

there are places more
distant than these)
Where these brooks come
together, I lay- under the
sediments&dirt; I
search- through cobwebbed
books and
spiral stairs
I hear
Where am I dwelling?

In this flower? Pollen makes my eyes water
the tears make the stem grow thicker
and quicker
growing closer to the sun
and I am rising closer to You.

In this open sea?
falling under,
my eyes burning from the salt that surrounds me (in fact, we
all are salt)
I know you're down there
I cannot hold my breath long enough.

On this piece of knitted wool?
Jumping from purl to purl,
I feel the warmth of your skin but,
this garment is much too far from it's Creator.

Swimming in these colours?
Of purples, blues, and white
everything is much too vast and everything looks small (not
as small as I feel)

I realize,
I am dwelling in
the parts of You, I am
in Your eyes, I
I am
in You
we are
we are one
Salmon lakes and faded trees
burning wood,
I spread their ashes onto my cheeks,
as to not forget you
when you kissed my eyes
while I was asleep (I was
only pretending) but you
knew I was
alone in my state of mine,
you still didn't mind

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

We are fighting, feuding,
atom-bombing each other's land,
but this land belongs to no mortal.
We inhabit, but we do not rule.
We speak, but we do not change.
We ask, but we do not seek.

Who is your leader?
college-bound atheists,
Who are you looking towards?
Where is your Truth?

Spend some weeks in the forest,
under a microscope,
or float in space.
You will meet your leader,
for he speaks in soft rhythms
and reverberates in harmonies.

You have stuck advertisements, billiards, dice, and
artificial love into your ears as to block you from reality.

I tell you, relive your life and exist in the truth of your master, for you have somewhere higher to dwell, you have a destiny to tend to, you have a Truth to live out.

Why, whenever I yearn to be taken to a new place
my eyes open and I am underground?
Fists clenched in soil,
worms under my fingernails-
where I was supposed to be,
but am not.
Facade, theatricality,
you cannot fool me.
Once my mind realizes this fact,
the grains of dirt melt
to a liquid glass and I,
I am sinking (but not drowning),
I am sneezing underwater but I,

I will always be sinking closer to You.

Monday, November 10, 2008

LOL in relation to my last post...

ColorQuiz.comI took the free personality test!

"Over-imaginative and given to fantasy or day-dream..."

Click here to read the rest of the results.

It's funny how far away I really am from earthly reality. I rarely am even here, but I don't know why it happens. I think I'm gaining more knowledge and truth about places further than where I really am, but I don't even know where these places are. I don't even feel like I live in such close contact with the earth because I'm always somewhere far away in my head (or spirit?)

Gosh, this indifference

Give me raw emotion, not lukewarm feelings. Now I know how You feel. I could just shake them to death and get them to show me something. Who are you, you're so numbed by everything

Saturday, November 8, 2008

Open skies
This fire will turn to white

Sunday, November 2, 2008

Maybe if we stopped to really think and comprehend things we would make a difference in this foolish world with these foolish people who are blinded by manufacturers and blaring static. Maybe if we cleared our mind and focused on things that matter, none of this garbage would have come. I think we all should be striving for understanding and finding the mysteries of God and this world in which we exist.

Friday, October 10, 2008

You're so delicate, and probably more simple than I can even realize. You are. Truly, You are everything that is true in the world, because you are Truth.

"God is Love and Love is real", therefore Love is Truth (pure love that is), purity is true in that it cannot be lied about or sugarcoated, purity is truth, love is truth, God is love, God is truth. God is the Truth. God is purity, God is love, God is the one and only Truth. Anything that stems directly from God is pure and true.

We need to embrace this purity in the world and the Truth that is God.

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

I don't understand anything anymore

Tuesday, January 15, 2008

snow and lights