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Will you Hate Me Forever, If I Told You The Truth?

Mm ba ba de
Um bum ba de
Um bu bu bum da de
Pressure pushing down on me
Pressing down on you no man ask for
Under pressure – that burns a building down
Splits a family in two
Puts people on streets
Um ba ba be
Um ba ba be
De day da
Ee day da – that’s o.k.
It’s the terror of knowing
What this world is about
Watching some good friends
Screaming ‘Let me out’
Pray tomorrow – gets me higher
Pressure on people – people on streets
Day day de mm hm
Da da da ba ba
O.k.
Chippin’ around – kick my brains around the floor
These are the days it never rains but it pours
Ee do ba be
Ee da ba ba ba
Um bo bo
Be lap
People on streets – ee da de da de
People on streets – ee da de da de da de da
It’s the terror of knowing
What this world is about
Watching some good friends
Screaming ‘Let me out’
Pray tomorrow – gets me higher high high
Pressure on people – people on streets
Turned away from it all like a blind man
Sat on a fence but it don’t work
Keep coming up with love
but it’s so slashed and torn
Why – why – why ?
Love love love love love
Insanity laughs under pressure we’re cracking
Can’t we give ourselves one more chance
Why can’t we give love that one more chance
Why can’t we give love give love give love give love
give love give love give love give love give love
‘Cause love’s such an old fashioned word
And love dares you to care for
The people on the edge of the light
And love dares you to change our way of
Caring about ourselves
This is our last dance
This is our last dance
This is ourselves
Under pressure
Under pressure
Pressure.

Word.

Tis’ the season of love is it not?  I wrote a status a while ago. Then recently I wrote another similar to the first:

I really don’t care if you’re gay or straight. 

I don’t even care of you’re slim or overweight. 
If you’re white or Latino, black or Filipino, you know none of that stuff really matters to me. 
Only thing worth knowing is God’s love, is free.

Then…I saw this and I had to share.

“It doesn’t matter if you’re atheist or Christian, Hindu or Muslim, straight, gay, transsexual, black or white, or anything and everything between. I love you. I care about you as people, as individuals. You are not targets to convert. You are people that I love and people I want to invest in. I want to love you in the best way I know how – and that’s loving you how Jesus does. Unconditionally. ♥”–Julianna Pardue

Many say I am an inspiration. I cannot claim that without feeling humbled greatly. But I will say love is indeed my greatest inspiration. And is the reason I do what I do. God’s Love. This is no preaching. Far from it.

Sometimes the very quote that you’re seeking out for inspiration…is in your very own heart.

Merry Christmas.

 

 

the title of this blog post was written by my wife Jennifer for a song we are writing.

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The Adventures of Writer.

Smash it up, I say.

Smash it up.

Word.


The Gift.

“God gave the gift of artists so that people can dream while they are awake.”–Steve Vai

You all have been given a gift.

Gift. A thing given willingly to someone without payment; a present

What if it could talk? What would he or she…say?

Hello. I’m your gift. I’m something entirely different to everyone…and everyone uses me different. Some more than others. Some not at all. The writer of this post believes a Creator gave this to you. But this isn’t about religion. I have some questions for you.

What will you do with me today? Put me in a corner and punish me for not being good enough? Will you yell at me? Tell me I’m not worth your time? Will you stomp on me and push me against the dirt and spit on me? Will you believe you are not good enough to have this gift? Put me in a closet and forget me?

Gift by Indevisual

Or will you embrace me, tightly?

Accept that you have been  freely given this gift?

Will you be grateful for it?

Will you sing at the top of your lungs?

Will you write your story…like only you can?

Will you tell that person something great…something that could save their life? Something that will inspire the dim light within their hearts to grow into a blazing fire?

Will you work me?

Will you be that teacher? Will you love?

Strengthen me.

Study me.

Use me for good. 

Channel me into something that could inspire another who will in turn inspire many more…who will then, perhaps, change the world?

I am your gift. What will you do with me?!

Up to you.

Let’s do this.

…if We already are…more power to you, my Friend!!!


Man vs. Infinity

To the one who attempts to understand the universe, nothing at all is gained…but to the one who attempts to understand himself all things open up.{T}


This is my motto, my creed…prevail upon, ourselves, for therein lies the greatest battle.

Every time I wake the constant struggle inside ensues…the familiar face of “troublesome me“…” {T}

So I run with purpose in every step. I am not just shadowboxing.   I discipline my body like an athlete, training it to do what it should. Otherwise, I fear that after preaching to others I myself might be disqualified. Paul, 1 Corinthians 9:26, 27




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