New Born

For when you're feeling down.


--Redemption of One-Kind--

Souls cry out to be heard in the dark,
but who is there to save them?
Men who thirst for the slightest remark,
of a soul passing by him.

Such cries echo out and are forgotten,
but the walls can hear them.
How soon, that, once begotten,
their pain fades out so dim.

Numb and cold are these men,
thirsting for attention like no other.
They have hold of their sins,
but can not seek another.

They were yet kings to one,
one who knew pain greater than all.
Whose redemption was won,
and he was risen from his crawl.

One man was set beneath the crowd,
set under to be trampled by their feet.
The ones who cried "save me, save me!",
stepped on this ones head instead of concrete.

Yet from all these men whose plight was great,
his was greater than all put togheter.

Dead was he.
Souless and callous was he.
And never had he known love.
Yet one day he was redeemed.

From down under he rose,
roaring with new life.
He screamed with instinct unlike those,
and he flew up toward heavan, away from his strife.


Now past his plight,
the light was no more so dim.
Jesus, not quite,
but a follower of him.

Hold on.

For the REAL Women Out There.

Yea, feel free to distribute this one. just keep it like it is.

From a guys point of view:








We don't care if you talk to other guys. We don't care if you're friends with other guys. But when you're sitting next to us, and some random guy walks into the room and you jump up and tackle him, without even introducing us, yeah, it pisses us off. It doesn't help if you sit there and talk to him for ten minutes without even acknowledging the fact that we're still there.



We don't care if a guy calls you, but at 2 in the morning we do get a little concerned.
Nothing is that important at 2 a.m. that it can't wait till the morning.

Also, when we tell you you're pretty/ beautiful/ gorgeous/
cute/ stunning, we freaking mean it.

Don't tell us we're wrong.

We'll stop trying to convince you.

One the sexiest thing about a girl is confidence.
Yeah, you can quote me.

Don't be mad when we hold the door open. Take Advantage of the mood I'm in.

let us pay for you! don't "feel bad" about it

We enjoy doing it. It's expected.

Smile and say "thank you."

Kiss us when no one's watching.

If you kiss us when you know somebody's looking, we'll be more impressed.

You don't have to get dressed up for us.

If we're going out with you in the first place, you don't have to feel the need to wear the shortest skirt you have or put on every kind of makeup you own.


Seriously, if you dress like an object, expect the treatment due. Your only attracting the jerks out there. There's a difference between cute and "oh my god look at me look at me look at me!!!"--- and we can tell.

We like you for who you are and not what you are.

honestly, I think a girl looks more beautiful when she's just in her pj's or my t shirt and boxers, not all dolled up

Don't take everything we say seriously.
Sarcasm is a beautiful thing. See the beauty in it.

Don't get angry easily.

-Stop using magazines/media as your bible.

Don't talk about how hot Morris Chesnutt, Brad Pitt, or Jesse McCartney is in front of us. It's not jealousy, It's boring, and we don't care. You have girlfriends for that.

Whatever happened to the word handsome?

Girls, I cannot stress this enough: if you aren't being treated right by a guy, don't wait for him to change. That's not how it works. ditch his sorry, pathetic, disgrace to the male population carcass and find someone who will treat you with the respect you deserve.

Someone who will honor your morals.
Someone who will make you smile when you're at your lowest.
Someone who will care for you even when you make mistakes.
Someone who will love you, no matter how bad you make them feel, or what you do.

Someone who will stop what they're doing just to look you in the eyes and say "i love you" and actually mean it.


And most importantly:





Give the nice guys a chance.

PORK AND BEANS

see how many internet things you can find/ recognize (for example: numa numa guy and charlie the unicorn) . This might just be the best video created in my lifetime.

Graduation.

Its weird. I've been dating my girlfriend since the eighth grade, and now she's about to walk across the stage and get her diploma. It all just went by too fast.

I remember like it was yesterday: fidgeting around her, not eating for two days before I asked her out because I was so nervous, the drama I had to take to keep her, our first Christmas, our first kiss (which, by the way, was the first ever for both of us), talking on the phone for six hours at a time, her nervousness on stage at her dance recital, the promise ring I gave her, our first dance, our first prom, chop house 47.....

and on and on and on....

just like yesterday.

like a dream you never forget, even when you've woken up.

And now she's graduating, and I couldn't be more proud. I got her the sweetest gift, but I won't say it in a public blog which she apparently reads :] .

I love her, and it all just went by too fast.

Cool Poem I Wrote Sometime In 8th Grade

NIGHT FOR THE LONLIEST





night of the lonly,

my one and my only,

torn from me,

why cant you see?



that we were meant to be,

you were supposed to see,

everything that you meant to me,

and we were supposed to live happilly,



but now its the night... for the lonliest of us,

night of the lonliest of us,

take my feelings of hatred and distrust,

and carry them like the wind carries.. the dust,



for everythig that has an end,

it had to begin,

and I just wanted to to do anything for you,

like just sayin I love you



I need you,

i see you

i feel you

i love you



but now its the night for the lonliest of us,

its the night of hatred and distrust,

my night of the lonliest of us

is carried by you, the way the wind does the dust

When I Die.

When I die. Wow.

How will it feel? When will it happen? Why will it happen? Who will know? Will anyone still be around?

When I die, I don't want any mourning. I don't want the tears to flow from sorrow. I don't want the skies to be gray and the rain to fall on the black dresses and suits of younger men and women.

I want....


A party.





I want a party, and let this be a testament to my family, the authorities, and anyone else who has say after I'm gone.

Why?

Death shouldn't be a sad ordeal. You know what a sad ordeal is? This world. Its full of hate and sorrow and mistrust and suffering. Not to say it doesn't have happiness or sunshine or love, its just that its a struggle.

I want my life to be celebrated, not wished to be back. I want a fair, like grandpa in the book Cold Sassy Tree . Life should be celebrated, not mourned over. Yea, it sucks that people won't be here after they're gone, but we should remember them fondly. They would want that. I want that. My leaving shouldn't be a sorrowful event. It should bring joy as I enter a better place. A far better place. Do people cry when a runner finishes his race? No, that would be stupid. Or does a crowd mourn when their favorite band ends a song? No, again that would be stupid. Without an end, there is nothing to celebrate.


So for everyone to know. I want a party.

A big one.

.....


but no clowns..... I hate clowns....

I love gays.

haha bit of a weird topic to start on, but a friend of mine recently brought this up and another blogged on it so i decided why the heck not?





God loves the gays

God loves the gays. he loved Hitler, he loved osama, he even loved those who destroyed the world trade center so its easy to see he could love a man who just happens to love another man. but when judgment day came, it was thumbs down. being saved isn't just about the idea that , well i want to be saved. its a conscious effort. Someone who is openly gay should not be shunned, but helped. The perversion of gods plan is NOT o.k. but hey, we all sin. Sure you can be a Christian and still be gay, but there must be a conscious effort to wipe the homosexuality from the Christian by the Christian. If i used the excuse that, hey god will still love me, to get out of having to abstain from killing someone, where would i end up? The point is we all slip up, but god still loves us. yet god is the judge at the end, and he won't think twice about dropping someone who hasn't been in the game all day. I don't care if its that sweet old granny across the street.

The end of the road.

Yes. God loves gays. I Love gays. but the point is that if they're not repenting, it doesn't matter. If I didn't repent for my actions and just told god to
put it on my tab, when i died id go to hell man. That's the reality. There is no magic prayer. there is no cold chill that could save you. Only the change that happens slowly as the concious effort of one soul and the god within him can save someone. works are NOT faith. but faith without works is dead. God doesn't care that we're perfect, he just cares that we tried our hardest, and i cant see how a gay person who didn't care that they were gay can strive to please the lord.

Homosexuality.
its a crazy world out there, and there are a lot worse things than homosexuality. but the point is that sin is sin no matter the magnitude (if ther e even was such a thing).

God doesn't care that we're not perfect. He knows that. He just wants us to love him and try our best to follow his ways, and I don't see how rejecting his plan for a man and a woman's love for each other is showing love to him.

I love gays, and so should you. they are beautiful people with so much potential. but like us all, they must repent or atleast try to cleanse the sin that has washed over them. God can not lose someone from his grip once they are saved. But Being saved should inspire a change within them, not some stupid overrated magical prayer that has turned the bible belt into a pit of hypocrisy.



By the way, i love criticism, but im not looking for a fight. If you disagree, tell me why rationally and allow me to counter if I disagree. Ideas wouldn't be anything without the ideas around them.