That one time. . .

Do you remember that one time we did that one thing? That was sooo cool. I remember that day because you said hi or was it hey? It was an unforgettable high. Like eating Billy Graham crackers (the boxed kind, nothing racial). We talked for a while and you left in your mode of transporation. Before that, we had only talked a few times using a mode of communication. I don't mean to avoid specifics, but it was all a bit shady in the excitment. I forsee a hard day and a few incredible days ahead for you. Next time we'll laugh about this and probably that using a mode of communication verbal or nonverbal. I really do miss something about you. Drop me a call like the good ole' days.

There and now

Life is a blur. When I was 21 I thought to myself...Self, you could die a happy man. I have done a lot for being 21. Now that I am 28 there seems like there is so much more to accomplish. I recently spoke with a friend and we were discussing the issue of suicide. To so many it seems like a selfish act and at a glance it really is. However people that contemplate suicide are inundated with crazy emotions and a deep loss of self worth. In my friends example he was a teenager and his neighbor killed himself after calling all his friends and family. It was over a girl. Another one of my friends had his friend also kill himself by jumping off of a cliff. It was over a girl. It was obviously devastating enough to want to end their life. I truly wish they could have seen themselves as I do at 28. I really do. There is so much more that's waiting, if some would just give themselves a chance. It's ironic that so many sit in death row and are fighting for minutes to live and so many are willing to give away millions of minutes to just die.

Whenever temptation comes, righteousness is at hand. Whenever absolute impending doom shakes its' fist at us, deliverence is on its' way. You'll never know if you don't try.

ADHD

ADHD has so many benefits to society. I have ADHD and I know how great it really is. To not be ADHD or hang out with someone that has it, is like searching for a specially tainted pickle (STP) in the 50 gallon jar you just bought. You may see the STP once in a while floating, but why chance letting STP be eaten. Snatch up your ADHD people or STP's. You will not be dissappointed.

For those of you who have never experienced an STP, your missing out on the true meaning of life. Try taking a bite. If you haven't yet met an ADHD, sit tight. We will find you and impress you with our special taint.

Eating

Today I did homework. Ate pizza. Chewed pizza. More Homework. Smelled cookies and lit my robes on fire from a candle I was praying next to.

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You. You're important. Whoever you are. Whatever you are doing; it is important. What you have to say is interesting. Who you want to be is important. It's relevant. It applys. Your what Jesus died for and your are exactly what he is looking for. He wants to know everything and tell you things about yourself that you could never imagine describable. He wants to share what he thinks of you. He believes in you. Talk to him tonight and you'll see what I mean.

Your Face

Let this ocean all but end.
This sea, may it grasp the infinite undulations of forbidden time and shake the foundations of the most stable thought.
Both now and forever.
For I have seen with my very eyes the coalition of endless beauty on its skin
And beneath I have witnessed the immersion of all that is human. All that is life.
Who can say its limits?
It is here. It is there.
It is in each eye. In the hallowed detriment and soundless victory now passed.
By smile and centimeter it does stretch to heighten and deepen its course.
Every breath bares its feeling.
Every worry hewn décor craves and creeds its gist.
Who can know its end?
For love knows no finish
And sways not with the reel of tempest
But gazes perpetually in the midst of any and all
And like burden it cradles the weary of heart,
Humbles the mighty
And brings purpose to the forgotten.
But look full and know there exists none less casual.
Nothing less felt; Nothing more exact.
Then you will see as I.
For I hold it above feeling
Above element, life or death,
And with a most desperate ardor seize its choice.
For here or there, nothing is more needed or deserved the least.

Angry Sausage

Have you ever wondered what sausage does to your body. Well, let me tell you. Sausage is a rare meat, not in its frequency, not in numbers, but rare in its sheer revenge. You heard me correctly. . .revenge! Sausage attacks the body and vital organs and usually takes 60 years to 80 years to kill. Sausage enzymes protect themselves. I know because I am an expert on meat cells. Some think that meat knows nothing. But meat meets knowledge all the time. Yesterday I had a sausage biscuit and I felt the angry meat cells revelling through my digestive system and attacking my right elbow (An elbow is less suspicious. The mighty meet cells or MMC's attack at random parts of the body to be less predictive in their evil ventures. Some even say that arthritis is actually MMC's attacking their fingers).

Please eat your sausage carefully. It has the highest MMC per bite.