One thing that takes awhile to get ,
is figuring out how to live.

We're constantly reacting to outside stimuli, and trying to process it that we often miss out on the important stiff.

I've figured that the best way to live is like an open window. I Glory in the light that nods its head and passes through.

I'm building from the Ground up, Brick by Filthy Brick I lay my foundation.
And once that's set, My bear, aching hands begin to work yet
again.
My Bricks are set, my Concrete is dried But its the end of the day
and my spirit has died

It's Dawn! The sun, oh that Golden Halo to the Peruvian mountain ridge!
It illuminates my work place!
illuminates my heart

Im peculiar, I know it.
I always look well groomed
My polo buttons are always done
My hair is very conservative and rather plain to look at.
no extremes, no tattoos no piercings.
No coffee in my hand, or cigs in my mouth,
No drug abuse for me
And I'm ***-free.
People call me weak For being the kinda guy I am.
They don't understand, that by doing what im not doing, they're the weak ones!
You know easy it is to say YES your whole life? no inhibitions or rules put up for yourself.
nowhere to go and nowhere to be.
No higher power to keep you accountable.

You know how easy that would be? to deny truth and be "free".
But I am strong. I am strong in my god, For God is bigger than any mountain I'll ever have to climb. I take this truth and march up and down the highschool halls, with Banner WAVING PROUD!
IM MORMON. I KNOW IT. I LIVE IT. I LOVE IT!
So No to your worldly things and your so called "freedom".
Are you not prisoners of your own devices? and is not Godly love the only freeing thing? its you who ties you down. Your Manacles are crafted with  abominable sin,
SIN.
A curable disease.

I invite all to repent and come to Christ. It really is the only way to get where we all want to go.
For Christ suffered for all the pains, afflictions, and transgressions that we commit.
He's paid the price for everybody already. Experiment on my words. Prove me wrong! Pray in the name of Christ, with your hearts door open.
Pray with Faith.
You'll feel it, Just like I have.
This world needs stronger people, Join me in the Ranks fellow Christian Soldier

when life gave us a fighting chance
and melody sang the blues
when we decided to take a chance
and felt we had nothing to loose
when we felt life stood still
Art made our soul rearrange
music made us swallow
a bitter pill
a potion to make us change

when living was an art form
on a constantly changing background
never did our actions mistake
we would ever back down

they are playing our song again
it's not about a broken heart

it's about years unspoken

it's about the years apart

it's about lives left broken

it's all about the body parts

no one makes a start unless
they hear about the life left un led
it's all about the words
that are artfully left unsaid

the 60's
they sing to me
in whiskey whispered rhyme

playing back to me
the memories
of a more or less
war time