Too Bad Not for Me... Today

"The worst thing isn't a fear of commitment, the worst thing is being with the wrong person because of a fear of loneliness."

 ~Unknown

~Too Bad Not for Me... Today~ 

Everything  I am, and everything I have is all the same thing.
Everything I have, and everything I am makes sense inside of my head.
Everybody else who looks on in does not feel the same way.
Because everything I am, and everything I have is all the same to me and me alone. 

Loneliness is a fleeting emotion, and a held hand is a passing feeling.
Do the two coincide?
Maybe not, but in my head they are one in the same.
For everything that I am, is everything I am not, and everything I am is not everything that I have. 

I want to know the fears of everything that I fear.
I want to know all that is rummaging inside of my mind.
Everything that takes place happens for a reason.
Everything that takes place introduces me to the other side of the line. 

Everything I am, and everything I have is one in the same.
Everything I have and everything I am makes me believe more than what I can see.
The unknown is embraced, and the feeling set in to set fire to the city.
When a dark turn turns, my head sets in, and the inevitable death comes along.

For everything I am is up in the air, and the loneliness takes hold.
And the fear is setting in and fleeting less than I had feared.
Everything I am, and everything I have is all the same thing.
Everything I have, is damaged and broken waiting to be made new again.
Sometimes a held hand is all you need.
To bad not for me... today.

Times End

“I have come home at last! This is my real country! I belong here. This is the land I have been looking for all my life, though I never knew it till now...Come further up, come further in!” ― C.S. Lewis

~Times End~

Can you feel the colors all around you floating in the wind at times end?
Can you feel the wind carrying your voice loudly across the blazing red sky?
Can you imagine what life is all about?
Can you imagine how all this will end?

At times end, the beginning will start.
At times end everything comes together and the color, the black, and the whites combine into an everlasting song.
Singing praises, and dancing dances in the street.
The storms are no more, and I am with the love of my life.

Can you feel the turmoil ending as we pass into times end?
Can you feel the sadness being washed away?
Can you imagine the nights in a world where stars are now imperfect?
Can you imagine how all this world will end?

At times end this world will pass away.
At times end perfection will no longer be a pipe dream.
At times end I will bow down.
At times end the new world will come, and all will be made new.

Right now we strive for the end, but sometimes we fail to live.
Live for now, and live for tomorrow.
Live your whole life as if it is on purpose.
Live to die, and live to glorify.
Live to be known, to show all those who don't believe how much you know.
Live to show them what you have.
Live and strive for times end.

Hang Your Head in Shame

1 John 3:4 

Everyone who makes a practice of sinning also practices lawlessness; sin is lawlessness.

~Hang Your Head in Shame~

An overwhelming sense of style and class.

A loving exterior known to disrupt the mass. 

The religious men hang their heads in shame, while Mary-Lou is shouting out her lovers name. 

An overwhelming sense of embarrassment and fear.

While all the dancers, dance and leer. 

Mary-Lou snickers while her knickers fall before the world to see. 

Long investments that take away from style, just to make sure that you lay the day away.

This is the long end of the stick, and the short end of the rod.

This is what you use to prod. 

An overwhelming sense of class and fin ness with a loving exterior that can disrupt the masses.   

The religious men blush and cry, while the mistresses make them lie. 

Sin and punishment, a life taken after.

Screw and lay the day away, or rise above the world that offered you this fling? 

An overwhelming sense of style and class.

A loving exterior known to disrupt the mass.

The religious men hang their heads in shame, while Mary-Lou is shouting out her loves name. 

Reality Bites

Everywhere we turn we see monsters.

“Sometimes human places, create inhuman monsters.”  

― Stephen King, The Shining

~Reality Bites~

Vampires, zombies, and werewolves, oh, my!

Monsters have taken over the world. 

Succubi, witches, and ghost, oh no!

Monsters have taken over the world.

My monsters are much scarier than any of these.

Whether you fall in love with a monster, or if it is trying to eat you, my fears outweigh the aliens trying to abduct me.

Wraiths, dragons, and banshees, oh my!

Monsters have taken over the world.

Reapers, giant spiders, and ghouls, oh, no!

Monsters have taken over the world.

My personal monsters are much scarier than any of these. 

Whether you lay in a bed with them, or they try and lure you away from home, my demons outweigh any alien trying to abduct me.

My monsters, are the real monsters of the realm. 

My fears are the real fears.

My love stands stronger than anything in a book, or represented in a movie, or TV.

Hollywood reality is easier to trick you than you know.

My monsters are real.

My monsters are much scarier than any of these.

Blood and Snow

 This one is a little darker than the others I have posted thus far. I hope you like it. 

"I painted it black, I know how you don't like normal things."

~Tate Langdon (Portrayed by Evan Peters)

~Blood in the Snow~

Summer must be over because a cold set is moving in.

The sky is gray and the snow begins to fall.

A blanket sweeps over the land, and the peoples homes begin to warm from the fires going strong.

The mantles are lined with pictures of old.

Families begin to huddle while grandma tells them stories about her in the cold. 

Not all is well, however, not all is going as it was planned.

For the land with its white coat shows stains properly, unlike the dirt and the sand. 

Billy wronged Sue and his blood is now shown.

Sarah hurt Kenny.

Johnny killed Marah, and Joe did himself in, at the end. 

The ground no longer white, but painted red, while grandma tells her story to the family not knowing the pain of outside.

Summer must be over because the snow is falling harder.

It is trying to cover, the blood made.

Not by the fire, but by the liar.  

Grandma's story is finished, and all the kids go to bed.

But nobody knew that mommy and daddy were dead.

For mommy and daddy had a fight, and now daddy's blood is the brightest red in the land.

Small towns are nice in the summer, but then comes the winter, and the snow turns red and Hell is shown.

But not in the dirt or the sand, no, Hell is shown in the snow. 

Man, Numbers, and God

"A God of redemption could break our routine."

~Switchfoot (Jon Foreman)

 

Man, Numbers, and God

Man versus the world.
Man versus God.
Man versus self.
Man versus everything else.

Number one is a losing battle.
Number two is a lost cause.
Number three is a failure from the start.
Number four is just sad.

Somehow even when every battle is lost men keep on pressing on.
Somehow even when every battle seems won it never is.
Somehow even when every battle ends without violence, blood is still there.
Somehow even when every battle finishes with life, death is always present.

Man is not worthy of such rewards.
Man is not worthy of strength.
Man is not worthy to prosper.
Man is not worthy  of God.

Number one for some reason we get rewards.
Number two we can have strength.
Number three how come we can still prosper?
Number four we are still able to find God.

Somehow we press on
Somehow we are loved
Somehow we have won
Somehow I know it was God

Fairy Tales and Truth

Acts 4:12

"Salvation is found in no one else, for there is no other name under heaven given to mankind by which we must be saved.”

"What is missing in the church today? Willingness to sacrifice."
~Jeremy Rapp

Fairy Tales and Truth

Live your life as if the sacrifice is worth it.
Take the journey past the emerald city,and walk on the side of the yellow brick road.
A smoking caterpillar may be reality, but the truth of the matter is the smoke shrouds beauty.

Live your life as if it was on fire.
Burn, burn, burn all the troubles made by the White Witch who is casting a spell of false washing snow.
Set fire to the hearts of those gingerbread men who broke into pieces and need to be alive again.

Live life for the one who laid it all down for you.
Fairy tales may be fun, but their magic does not compare to the man that loved the whole world.
Stories are just stories , but God is the ultimate wizard, with the ultimate magic called love. 

The deeper magic made by Heaven and not by man.
Live your life like his sacrifice was worth it.