I'm sensing a shift in perspective.
Or maybe understanding or sight.
So staunchly before perceiving truth,
discerning what was right.
No lesser there do I grow
in my knowledge and understanding
(ever drawn and guided by the Word,
its Light therein).
But suddenly beauty bursts forth in everything.
And creation groans
for the revelation of the sons of God.
They seek the light,
but blind eyes knowing not where to look
(light gives heat,
turning their face toward,
they express their anguish
and their yearning
in book and song and rhyme.
Hiddeness and metaphor.
Beauty, depth and questioning
from inmost of the
She felt the blood drain from her face. "It can't be..." she managed to whisper hoarsely.
Maniacal laughter floated up behind her until it surrounded her and seemed to envelope her completely. She began to shiver, her hands trembling. Nausea welled up in her stomach. The laughter stopped abruptly.
Frantic, she searched the darkness. She felt more comfortable knowing at least the direction it came from. Now she had no idea where it could be. What it could do...
The hair on the back of her neck stood on end, she spun around quickly, not daring to breathe.
Just any sound...
It was as if she'd been swallowed whole in the darkness. She could
Denies the momentum of reality
And muscles spasm
To show truth
And all of the above
Fear drives the hidden
While reality sits still
And no one knows the reason
Of commodity distilled
Torment is a mess
And nature needs a rest
To break off all the lies
And hidden things inside
Of all the things that glisten
But alas, never listen
Of the pain it hides inside
Or all the putrid minds
But the secrets lie
Inside the eyes
Of the hollow rain
Of the hollow rain
My, my, my...
I last posted in May??
It's the middle of October, on a cool Sunday morning. I am loving college. It's fantastic. I just thought I would check back here and look through some things... There's no way I could start over again. I may check back from time to time because I really have made great friends here. I even met one, Ashley, in person! She goes to my school and we are even better friends now. But I don't think I'll start back up again. If anything... I'll try out this Flickr thing. And I'm still faithfully blogging. ;]
So, thanks, Jake, for the subscription. It was nice while it lasted. ;] Ales, you were one of the first
How Time does fly.
My senior year is almost over. I've been away from home a little over five weeks now. And my family is coming up at the end of the week. I've finished my AP tests. I've got most of my research for my final papers.
And there's still so much to do.
But you know, instead of stressing out about it (which I was doing and that offered no help whatsoever), I'm going to give it to God and just do my best. I'll follow the advice offered in Matthew chapter six:
"Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more important than food,
Not much to say, not long to say it.
This week has flown by. That's what usually happens when you're traveling. But I've been having a good time despite this cold or cough or whatever you want to call it.
Anywhooo, I've considering doing another feature soon. (:
We'll see what happens.
Told you I didn't have much to say.
I have to go catch up on some stuff from being gone.
Hope all is well for you guys.
Please excuse my further absence.
Thank you and goodnight.
(I really do feel bad about it.
I simply need more time!)
Thanks for the 13,000 pageviews!
You're all incredible.
Thanks for reading my latest work. You'll probably see this in a few months or something like that. I'm glad that you understand your life and what takes priority. *always a hard decision to make, that*