I am such a westerner...

You and I gaze through the same window.

I see chaos. You see blueprints.
I see sorrow. You see relief.
I see apathy. You see intrigue.
I see division. You see commonality
I see fatigue. You see zeal.
I see nothing. You see potential.
I see all that is. You see all that was and will be.

You and I gaze through the same window.

"I get so distracted by some people's reactions that I don't see my own faults for what they are. At times so self destructive, with no intent or motive, but behind this emotion, there lies a sensible heart..."

So here's to the promise of glamorus living, you must drink up now cuz it's all that you're getting...

"My name is Oblivious...I am a sinner...It is my obligation to die...everyday...everyday until eternity"

"I get so distracted by some people's reactions that I don't see my own faults for what they are. At times so self destructive, with no intent or motive, but behind this emotion, there lies a sensible heart..."

Didja get left behind? Cuz if ya did, we're gonna press rewind...

"I get so distracted by some people's reactions that I don't see my own faults for what they are. At times so self destructive, with no intent or motive, but behind this emotion, there lies a sensible heart..."

All I wanted was you...(Kudos to Grace Hammersly for the help)

Animal crackers how I love thee, for you are just so tasty!
It's just so easy to see, you're even better when you're free.

Not only are you fun, but when I see you, I think "Yum!"
Fast I will have to run, or the entire bag will soon be gone.

Oh, animal cracker, how sweet thou are sitting in a big glass jar
like manna from heaven, you satisfy my hunger
But I must eat you now, for I am not growing younger

From the package to my mouth, I want more, I just hope you don't end up on the floor
For if you do, then twenty seconds is all I've got, to pick you up, before you rot.

Animal crackers how I love thee, because you are so tasty!

"I get so distracted by some people's reactions that I don't see my own faults for what they are. At times so self destructive, with no intent or motive, but behind this emotion, there lies a sensible heart..."

It's a Fat, VAT, Flat ANNNNNDDD Progressive tax....wonderful...

Emily and I got back our free speech. Nuff said...

"I get so distracted by some people's reactions that I don't see my own faults for what they are. At times so self destructive, with no intent or motive, but behind this emotion, there lies a sensible heart..."

Listen up before the day is faded, I've got a really short story to tell...

Once upon a time, there was a boy who was in love.

Once upon a time there was a magical place where that boy's love could thrive.

That magical place was called S.E.E.K.

And the boy lived happily ever after.

The end. :)

"I get so distracted by some people's reactions that I don't see my own faults for what they are. At times so self destructive, with no intent or motive, but behind this emotion, there lies a sensible heart..."

While you're outside, looking in, describing what you see, remember what you're staring at is me...

"If only I knew how to read graffiti...I'd be a far wiser man..."

"I get so distracted by some people's reactions that I don't see my own faults for what they are. At times so self destructive, with no intent or motive, but behind this emotion, there lies a sensible heart..."

So drown me, If you can...

I wonder what the river would say, If I asked him all my questions today.
He might just continue on as ever, all happy and gay.

Would he answer me or would he just laugh?
Would he turn away or stare right back?

Would he consult with the bank? Or take counsel with the fish?
Would he speak vaguely or ignore me as I insist?

In response to my plea, would he even know what to say?

Or would he whisper, “Boy you’ll understand someday…”

With all of his years, and miles under foot,
I’m sure he’s seen enough of this world,

I hope he’ll share with me just a bit of assurance.
Just one clue to the story of his past.

I wonder what the river would say, Would he give advice for free?
I wonder what I would say, if only the river could ask me…

"I get so distracted by some people's reactions that I don't see my own faults for what they are. At times so self destructive, with no intent or motive, but behind this emotion, there lies a sensible heart..."

Last night, my scout maser asked some of the boys what bravery was...

It's a shame he didn't ask me...cuz I would have had something to say. (Maybe that's not a good thing :P)

Wisdom is the manner in which you examine the past, present, and future. In regard to the circumstances in life, whether they be good or bad, you can either ignore, disregard, or learn from them. True wisdom is being able to learn from life, and constantly rising upward to a state of higher understanding.


Courage is a demonstration of wisdom. By acting upon the lessons learned from life (or wisdom as previously defined), one displays the virtue of courage. In personal reflection, as well as the eyes of God and men, courage consists of the man who will act, or speak, when many others would never dream of instituting a change.

Temperance is a further demonstration of courage. This virtue often requires that one in a sense “not act” as much as courage requires action. In order to preserve one’s own integrity (or the integrity of others) temperance is to be applied to the mind and body in order to maintain the virtue of wisdom.

So in the course of a life, a man (if he truly wishes to live) will apply wisdom to his life, wisdom produces courage, courage creates temperance within an individual. Temperance, being the building block of wisdom then begins the cycle again….if you were to ask me, This is my definition of “self justice…”

But...he didn't ask me, and you probably didn't either...sew, thanks for reading if you got this far :P


"I get so distracted by some people's reactions that I don't see my own faults for what they are.
At times so self destructive, with no intent or motive...but behind this emotion, there lies a sensible heart..."

I kinda wanna be this guy. :P

"I get so distracted by some people's reactions that I don't see my own faults for what they are
At times so self destructive,with no intent or motive.. but behind this emotion, there lies a sensible heart..."

Sick Jack's got a hole in his head...

I envy that man, Oh yes…I do, I envy him for what he is. I envy him for what he is doing. I envy him for what he is going to become. With every fiber of my being I envy him. I envy him because of what he possesses. I envy him because of what he does not have. I envy him because of his ideological beauty. Every day that I walk past him, he is ever constant. He resides in the same place, occupied with the same objective that he has been occupied with since the day he was created. Every day that I walk past him, he is totally and utterly consumed with the one task for which he was created. What is this task you ask? Just that, the task of creation. The task of creating himself. By slow and steady work, he is shaping his own form, his own identity. It is for this that I envy that man. With every fiber of my being I envy him.

We are not so different, he and I. Both of us were created for a purpose, both of us are working feverishly in order to accomplish that purpose. We are both working toward the creation of ourselves. But, what I do have…I wish I could give to him, for then he might work in such a manner that is different. He works, everyday that I walk past him, in the same manner, never straying from his work, and never diverting from his purpose, because he lacks instinct, a killer instinct. This, a natural motivator, is given to all living creatures, even to the entirety of the human race, save, it seems, this man. A natural motivator which draws me away from my purpose. A natural motivator which diverts me from my work. A natural motivator which attempts to portray itself as superior to the truth. A companion which hurts and condemns. This quality is what I have, Instinct, a killer Instinct, for it is a murder. Oh how I wish I could give it to him! How I wish I could bestow upon him Instinct, a killer instinct, for then he would work differently. Then he would be exactly like me, and not ever so faithful in his work. He would stray just as I do, and he would become distracted just as I do. Perhaps then we would understand one another, comfort one another, become fast companions, perhaps, perhaps, perhaps. But this action is impossible, and so I continue to envy that man. Oh yes, I do…with every fiber of my being I envy him.

However, I know one thing that comforts me in this situation. I know that, he will never accomplish his purpose, despite his ever constant work. I on the other hand, shall one day finally finish my task. With a bit of help from my Father above…I shall complete my self-creation.




"I get so distracted by some people's reactions that I don't see my own faults for what they are
At times so self destructive,with no intent or motive.. but behind this emotion, there lies a sensible heart..."

Don't stop singing, til we see the shore.

Sew... I guess...this is the part where I rant about what's in my head....*snort* sure. Okay...so maybe I will rant into this thing someday, but I'm not feeling very artistic tonight...I just need some sleep, and a shave...some fruit juice would be awesome too. To tell you the truth, I'm only doing this, cuz I read some of my best friend's blogs, and I admired the things they wrote...I admired the writings very much...because they were written by people whom I admire...very much...(Copying my betters....shallow? We all do it :P) Well okay so I lied, I did think about one thing today that kind of blew my mind (God tends to reveal little things everyday...) I'm not worthy of the the life that He's given me...all aspects of it. I've been blessed beyond measure...So I'll sing his praise...and hope that my words receive but one measure within His master symphony.

Psalms 145:1-3


"I get so distracted by some people's reactions that I don't see my own faults for what they are
At times so self destructive,with no intent or motive.. but behind this emotion, there lies a sensible heart..."