Thrive.

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

And now I just sit in silence...

I've got brown hair, but I grow a ginger beard. Maybe that's the reason that you're not here. Some crazy people they say I'm kinda blonde, But I'm not so sure that'll  they'll stick around. Cuz as I get older my hair will only recede, and waking up with you will be all I need. I'll only get so far until I fix my bedhead, "You don't love me," is all I know that she ever said.

So this is an ode to all of the above as we all leave behind all of our love. We've got our own cause, so kindly hold your applause while we sign up for new gun control laws. Waiting on a time when no one can rhyme, and no more doubters ask for a sign. I'll speak only the truth while she raises the roof and screams for the sake of every youth.

I'm not a revolutionary, I'm just innovative with too much food on my contemplative mind is leaking faster now, I can't seem to stop the coming disaster now. I know the wind, I know the rain,  oh please come now, please don't be late! Renege the weatherman, I'm in charge now, revenge the sinking sand, rise up from the ground and tell the dead that they're obsolete. We'll never really taste defeat.

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

And I couldn't sleep...

Sometimes, I wonder what the heroes of the faith would do if they were standing next to me today.
Would Paul have words of wisdom? Would David burst into song? Would Esther persuade my companions?  I'm not sure. Instead I've got to stand in my own shoes shrugging my shoulders and grinning. My place is behind the scenes. Whenever I step into the forefront of the room I end up putting my foot in my mouth.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GGoRfPeUCIQ

I'm not always at a loss for words, but when I am it's out of insufficiency. You'd think I'd be comfortable in my own skin by now, but that's just the problem. It's all inside. I refuse to believe that people aren't as complex as they seem. Granted, among the shallow and feeble minded, I'm king. But the story that some have to tell just isn't one for me to know. I'm comfortable being unimportant. I'm content to convalesce. The salience of my existence is so small that somehow people are convinced that I'm worth something. You don't need to read another sentence about me and what I can contribute to this world, because it's nothing. The very notion of self is one of selfish misconduct and I refuse to be self centered any longer. That's why I don't write here anymore, because whatever ends up here is selfish and self deprecating.

"Blessed are the meek...for they shall inherit the earth"

Teaching those who do not have, now that has meaning. Establishing those who come after me, now that has value. Preparing the way, now that is salient. I guess that's why God invented the Church. The Holy Spirit guides everywhere, but it sure is nice to have a hand to hold...

 Loneliness isn't all that bad you know.

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

I need you at your best so I won't forget...

"The opposite of ignorance is not knowledge, it is obedience..."

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

I'll bet that traitor tasted like your favorite champagne...

All the world is moving and alone. 

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

And don't leave a note, 'cause I swear if you wrote me I'd probably take it all back...

So great are these scars of pure honesty

They run deep like pine roots which grow while I sleep

I don’t ask for much, just for love and for life

But I’m just so tired of being the bad guy

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Would you lay down your shield and pick up my heart?

The seasons can make it a new work of art

Somehow I fumbled my one guiding light

We’re passing through life just like ghosts in the night

When I leave,

You won’t know

How this genie inside me just won’t us go­

Bottled Up

Courting dust

I don’t want my three wishes, I only want one

And that’s the one thing just out of reach

By a mile.

Can you trust in me while I’m casting my lot?

I’ll whisper to you all the things we forgot

In the small spaces between black and white

I catch a glimpse of the truth in your eyes

When I leave,

You won’t know

How this genie inside me just won’t let us go

Bottled Up

Courting dust

I don’t want my three wishes, I only want one

And that’s the one thing just out of reach

By a mile

And I’ve had it comin’ for a while now

Cuz I’m always looking for reasons to frown

And maybe if you remember why I loved you

Then we’ll come to terms and the world will too.

When I leave,

You won’t know

How this genie inside me just won’t let us go

Bottled Up

Courting dust

I don’t want my three wishes, I only want one

And that’s the one thing just out of reach

There’s too many miles between you and me

Cuz’ love’s the one thing just out of reach for a while

 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uPrj53ydjbU

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

Do you hear the people sing? Singing the song of angry men...

It is the music of a people who will not be slaves again.

When the beating of your heart echoes the beating of the drums,
There is a life about to start when tomorrow comes...

  

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

Chasing after gold mines, crossing the fine lines we knew...

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