Oh,
The night is alive
Listen close, child
It speaks of secrets
Hidden in the earth
Alack!
They have been revealed
The mount hides it's face
The sea has given
The full of it's deep
Woe
To the men who live
Mothers with child
All will fall away
All will fall away.
Tuesday, June 5, 2007
Monday, May 21, 2007
What it takes to forget.
Forget your preconceptions, and accept reality
Rage! fight, struggle, and continue to sing your falsity
This place is sick, These words the cut air with a harsh Tension
The trouble is this house was built of my own invention.
Escape would be better, but I like the tragedy
An inescapable play that feeds the fallacy
Were both on a stage, you play your part and I'll play mine.
Rage! fight, struggle, and continue to sing your falsity
This place is sick, These words the cut air with a harsh Tension
The trouble is this house was built of my own invention.
Escape would be better, but I like the tragedy
An inescapable play that feeds the fallacy
Were both on a stage, you play your part and I'll play mine.
Thursday, May 10, 2007
Thursday, April 12, 2007
Rumors and Hearsay
I saw it coming a mile away
But I didn't move For fear of death
Quietly, I stood
Waiting for the news to run me down
It came in a burst of blood...
And tears...
"You will always be the same
Try as you might
This mission is fruitless
These questions are null”
A rush of air hit my lungs
And then…
nothing
calm…
quiet…
nothing…
But I didn't move For fear of death
Quietly, I stood
Waiting for the news to run me down
It came in a burst of blood...
And tears...
"You will always be the same
Try as you might
This mission is fruitless
These questions are null”
A rush of air hit my lungs
And then…
nothing
calm…
quiet…
nothing…
Wednesday, April 4, 2007
Untitled
I watched my self in the corner
As my soul sings lament
"I am a flower
Who’s roots drink deep
The waters of uncertainty
I think blacklisted thoughts
And dream impossible realities
I abuse privation
I disallow the lifeblood of being"
Sing, soul sing!
For it is a song of mourning
As my soul sings lament
"I am a flower
Who’s roots drink deep
The waters of uncertainty
I think blacklisted thoughts
And dream impossible realities
I abuse privation
I disallow the lifeblood of being"
Sing, soul sing!
For it is a song of mourning
Saturday, March 17, 2007
Great Movie
Pan's Labyrinth was probably my favorite movie of 2006.
Why you ask?
Oh, I will tell you.
First, it is very well done. The special effects in this movie will blow your mind. The creative team behind this movie has successfully brought fantasy to life with a quality that is unmatched with the exception of The Lord of the Rings.
Second, the movie is storytelling of the highest sort. Rather than speaking a message directly or allegorically, Mr. Del Toro presents an image of Love in the form of Myth. He doesn't rely on contrived Hollywood archetypes or directly tell his audience what to think. Instead he engages his viewers with masterful film work and classical almost poetic Dialogue.
Lastly, it has a theme that truly moves your soul even if you don't know why at first. Truly it is a story of sacrificial love. I don't want to give too much away, but in the end sacrificial love is what saves the young heroin’s soul from a world of inhuman cruelty.
Don't miss your chance to see this movie when it comes to DVD.
Why you ask?
Oh, I will tell you.
First, it is very well done. The special effects in this movie will blow your mind. The creative team behind this movie has successfully brought fantasy to life with a quality that is unmatched with the exception of The Lord of the Rings.
Second, the movie is storytelling of the highest sort. Rather than speaking a message directly or allegorically, Mr. Del Toro presents an image of Love in the form of Myth. He doesn't rely on contrived Hollywood archetypes or directly tell his audience what to think. Instead he engages his viewers with masterful film work and classical almost poetic Dialogue.
Lastly, it has a theme that truly moves your soul even if you don't know why at first. Truly it is a story of sacrificial love. I don't want to give too much away, but in the end sacrificial love is what saves the young heroin’s soul from a world of inhuman cruelty.
Don't miss your chance to see this movie when it comes to DVD.
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
Change is coming
Fueled by Desire it comes
Rushing red through the veins of my heart
Forethought it carries out
Manifests in actions not my own
Great danger I feel in my bones
But also hope abounding
The first mover drives my limbs
I fear it, yet without it
I am nothing
Change is coming
Rushing red through the veins of my heart
Forethought it carries out
Manifests in actions not my own
Great danger I feel in my bones
But also hope abounding
The first mover drives my limbs
I fear it, yet without it
I am nothing
Change is coming
Saturday, February 10, 2007
Why this Blog?
This blog is a place for my thoughts. It is what I make of this world of images as it passes before my eyes. The thoughts that I place here are what I think at he moment. As with any person my thought will grow and change, and it is my hope that the change is for the better.
The place is for us. It is my sincerest hope that you journey with me onward and upwards out of the deep places in which we now walk, and together we can see the vision of the light of the true instead of the shadows on the wall.
Lastly this place is for The Father and his glory.
The place is for us. It is my sincerest hope that you journey with me onward and upwards out of the deep places in which we now walk, and together we can see the vision of the light of the true instead of the shadows on the wall.
Lastly this place is for The Father and his glory.
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