Life

If you have died
Set your mind on things above;
just skip this whole dead thing!
Retrospect doesn't need
always be
something sad
Offer up your dirty parts to go
to death

To and fro, to and fro
across the Earth
just to find one true, faithful son
Could I be
measure up, only stand
Just Exist
'neath the glare of
The Only Holy One?

What shall we say then?
We're fools to put our faith
in conquered guns.
All hope died with the first Adam,
but it rose with the second one.

Sick

What haven't I done to make me ashamed
What opportunity for regret have I passed without siezing
Wooden gates growing heavier
Steel hinges turning louder
Grass growing past comfort
Dead statuary neglected

How much of your failing is mine?
How many of your faults are grown on my tree, my sister?

Where you need strong arms you fall on shadows
Your bed of rest has forgotten the shape of your tired body

"The Salesman"

We must always be careful with our applications of other people's
ideas. For most of us with the Internet in our pockets we are without
excuse if we choose a band name that has already been taken. I've been
through twelve taken band names and pretty soon I'll just be myself.
When other people have great ideas they haven't used, and when using
those ideas themselves would be extremely beneficial to them, "right
up their alley" so to speak, and they encourage you to use that idea
with all manner of energies and creative impetus that fits their frame
strangely; unfamiliarly, irregularly- so unexpected considering who they are... They probably saw someone do it somewhere.
Think about it. Research before adopting someone else's genius plan,
unless you trust them completely and their track record is flawless.
I have once again been saved from unintentional plagiarism by watching
a documentary that had inspired somebody else to share a good, already used idea with me. God definitely doesn't inspire that kind of illness.

"That's just so depressing..."

At one point or another, all men must come to know the sufferings of other people.
Whether in this life or the next is the only choice we are given.
The efficacy of prayer for those thus treated,
The preference of suffering in fellowship with those thus treated;
I wish upon no man the communications:
"I was naked and you clothed me not,
I was in prison and you did not visit,
I was in chains and you cared not,
Meet me now."

The End of Seasons

While the Earth remains
Summer and Winter
Cold and hot
Springtime and harvest.

While the Earth remains

The promise has remained with us
Lifetime after lifetime

We come to that day quickly when even all seasons end,

the heavens wax old like a garment and are rolled up with everything inside, every element, all elements melt with a fervent heat;

Once again you shall discern between the righteous and the wicked. For once, perhaps.

You shall discern between them that fear and love God and those who don't.

In that day.

(Behold, those who feared the Lord God gathered together in their living rooms and spoke of him. Behold, in their hearts they called him father and accepted the gift of all gifts and he listened and remembered and it was written in his book. Read my heart and my lips and write it down God those pages will be my only hope.)

Broken Heart

If it be the will of God that I come to understand through my own experience the dark richness of a truly broken heart, should I not recieve it in holiness, with thankfulness and godly interpretation?

"Me" Time

You know, sometimes it's just about others. Just kidding, it's always
about others. Liberating thought.