"Minds, minds everywhere...
but not a thought to think."

I've always wondered why people don't dive into the greater truths in life, but i think i've solved my own question. People don't like working on finding an answer that will be painfull. i'm the kind of person who sees something and asks why. i've noticed that more and more of my answers are becoming the same... " because we're human, and we are naturally evil." i wonder, what does God think? does he cry because no one cares to question whether something is right or wrong anymore? or do you think he just gets excited when someone realizes that they're wrong and gives it all to him. i really hope that God will bless me with courage. i have all the strength i need, i believe, but i'm often too scared to face whatever fear i'm feeling. last night i dreamed that i faced a monster in order to rescue someone, but i didn't want to. i was so scared that i was willing to face the shame of walking away on someone i loved ( don't ask who, i couldn't tell you... i just remember that it was someone very important to me ), but bro. Andrew, and someone else i don't remember encouraged me. they said that i was the only one who could face and defeat this monster. i remember crying quietly and shaking as i pushed open the door to the biulding that the monster lived in, but when i went in, things were not as scary. i'd been so intimidated by the monster, i didn't even realize that there were tons and tons of people enslaved, body and mind by it. and when i saw that, i felt pity, and then anger. i don't know if i defeated the monster. the dream ended but my memory faded. i just remember standing there knowing i had to save those people... dreams make you wonder sometimes, ya know? not sure why i wrote all this, i just kinda felt to as i was writing. hmmm.... well, i uhhh.... gotta go... uhh...

HEY, LOOK!!! IT'S THE LOCAL SPORTS TEAM?
How bout that local sports team?

abstract is my artform

"corruptible, containable,
susceptible, sustainable,
erasable, maintainable,
and quickly, all is made new."

this is a simple poem that just kinda formed a little rhyme in my head and i thought of the meaning and changed the words to give it a better tone. well, whaddya think???

well, that just shows ya...

my neighbor who hates me made me soooooooooooooooo incredibly made the other day! i've been meaning to put that on here, but i've been busy. anyway, he chewed me out hard for something stupid. i walked away, and later that night at church i prayed for him. the next day, he mowed my lawn for me, because he felt bad that since i've moved in, he's been nothing but mean! haha!