Now I have a journal that I write in pretty much every day, but blogging, now that’s different. My journal holds my deep dark thoughts, my nuisance irritations and those things that no one (well almost no one) knows about me. Those are things I wouldn’t really ever think about blogging because everyone would figure out I’m nutzoid O_O . But hey, why not blog about the things everyone already can see. My instagram is linked to my page here so you all can see what I see–or at least what I take pictures of. Now I should let you guys behind the scenes… creativity is the key. The key to difference, change, love and passion.
Saddle up cause you’re in for a ride. Bumpy? Might be a little more or less than you’re used to. Exciting? Depends on what you like to see. Random? Ohhhhhhh yes. But its worth the ride to see something exciting right? To feel something novel about something new? …
Joy for Joy, and Pain for Pain:those who live by the power of hate.
You can not love those who are imperfect and hate others for their imperfections.
Who deserves hate?
For all are sinners and all have hurt and likewise have been hurt.
Love those… there fore you
Trust those… who show faith in you
Care for those… Those…
Those are the people who have hurt you…
Care for them, Show Kindness
That you may prove witness to this love. Live by the power of love.
For you can not hate those for their imperfections and love others who are imperfect
I am willing to lift up any soul come under to me for shelter
To the best of thy power, to the lengths of thy ability…
Thou shalt not falter
Give me the hands of those in need, take them at will.
Turn no one down who asks for little, in need of much…
For he that turns away has and will face the very torment of their onlookers
Thou shalt not falter
Thou shalt not fall into the pit of darkness..
For there is always light, there is always hope.
Empathize.. and participate…
Sympathize… and leave not to fate…
What desicions you make…
Thou Shalt Not Falter
Those who are gone suffere no more.
After they shut there eyes, the doors are closed.
The horrible is no more known, no more felt, no more shown–
Shown to others or themselves, it is no longer possible.
Grieve, because yes, this is normal and an inevitable sight for all.
But do not stay this way your whole life…for they do not grieve…do they?
Those who are gone, are not gone completely.
Discover them within yourself, Always living.
Forgive all who are like yourself- imperfect..human…mortal.
Live to live freely for those who go against this ….
Come constant pain, grief, constant worry ….
They know not of what to do, where to go
-for life is lost without its meaning
-meaning- being human; meaning being: forgiveness-moving on.
Move on from all and all shall continue -whether or not you do-
Those who continue to be; even through death, move on.
Dedicated to Alex Williams
If this be the end, let it be for the sake of your contentment.
NOT on behalf of my soul shall you decide…. for you would have no say- …in which the say is entirely yours…
Because if so only from me to you, love is evident
I cannot deny :
the hope I had for our future, or the fact that our future is set
If you do not refuse this, then there the dreams still stands… Never to be forgotten and likewise never to forget…
For, if it is the same… the same dream, the same hope, and the same love…then and only then shall we meet again.
When we meet there should be openness, vigor and strength-
Correction, if we meet, because it is still chanced whether or not we are fated
..But to think…
Since we were mated…
Was never mine to make in the first place…
What are loves devices?
Pain, tears, sacrifes…
The pain of love strengthening;
The tears personifying pure joy;
The sacrifices of better judgement;
Love is when words never suffices.
Love is when you don’t critisize ones vices.
Love can never be described;
Just inscribed.. on my heart… on yours…