Think

I want to make a movie about me
so that people can know the way I think
and perhaps why I am the way I am
but why do I want that?

I don't know.

I wish I could organize my brain like I can my computer.
I wish I would organize my computer.

When I type, I use spaces.
I t b r e a k s u p t h e w o r d s .
whenitalkidontusespaces
butthewordsarestillseparateandinorder
buthtouaghtsrneoitnordearnthdeaylrlutongether

Question from God

So one day, as man walks with God. God asked man a question. "What is
it that you want?"

"What do I want?" asks man, "I want a wife and children. I want to be
loved and adored by them. I want to provide for their needs and fill
their every desire. I want them to grow up without fear because I
want to protect them, and never worry, because I want to be there for
them always. I want a perfect and peaceful life for the rest of my days.

"Interesting," says God. "So do I."

Then the man asks, "so we're he same, You and me?"

"No," replies God, " we are not the same."

"How are we different?" asks the man.

"The difference," God says, "is what we think that dream is worth."

The man was ashamed, because he knew that even though he didn't have
one, he would not be able to sacrifice his son as God did.

Good Morning

As the sun rises in the East,
Good Morning.
As the waters flow back into the sea,
Good Morning.
As the men and women get back on their feet,
Good Morning.
Today is a day of rebuilding.
And as one stone lies atop another
and when the nails laid in the wood
Let us remember
the story of the two men
The one who built his house on the rock
and the other who built his house on the sand.
Because God will shake again.
Good Morning.
You get another chance.
Good Morning.

Passeth

Ancient Winters past
Boring summers roll away
Lazy springs and busy autumns
cease to exist like they once were

I reach to remember
yet fall to forget
to eat and eating
diet is starvation

Tomorrow I will be taller
not in stature
Yesterday I was but a shadow
of what I will be
walking into the sun

Sleep marks my journey
as a karn along my path
Useless
as I will never pass this way again.

Light turns dark
at the end of each day
but I know
that the dark will not last
and my feet are guided by the light of tomorrow
leaving the dark in the shadows behind me.
where it belongs