Sunday, May 3, 2009



Do you want me to tell you something really subversive?


Love is everything, its cracked up to be.Thats why, people are so cynical about it. It really is worth fighting for, being brave for, risking everything for. And the trouble is, if you don't risk anything, you risk even more...


Looking up at the stars, I know quite well
that, for all they care, I can go to hell
but on Earth indifference is the least
we have to dread from man or beast.
How should we like it were stars to burn
with a passion for us we could not return?
If equal affection can not be
let the more loving one be me...

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

why are friends necessary...


God said....

When I created the heavens and the earth, I spoke them into being. When I created man, I formed him and breathed life into his nostrils. But you, woman, I fashioned after I breathed the breath of life into man because your nostrils are too delicate.

I allowed a deep sleep to come over him so I could patiently and perfectly fashion you. Man was put to sleep so that he could not interfere with the creativity.

From one bone I fashioned you. I chose the bone that protects man's life. I chose the rib, which protects his heart and lungs and supports him, as you are meant to do. Around this one bone I shaped you. I modeled you. I created you perfectly and beautifully.

Your characteristics are as the rib, strong yet delicate and fragile. You provide protection for the most delicate organ in man, his heart. His heart is the center of his being; his lungs hold the breath of life. The rib cage will allow itself to be broken before it will allow damage to the heart. Support man as the rib cage supports the body.


You were not taken from his feet, to be under him, nor were you taken from his head, to be above him. You were taken from his side, to stand beside him and be held close to his side. You are My perfect angel. You are My beautiful little girl. You have grown to be a splendid woman of excellence, and My Eyes fill when I see the virtues in your heart. Your eyes - don't change them. Your lips - how lovely when they part in prayer. Your nose, so perfect in form, your hands so gentle to touch. I've caressed your face in your deepest sleep; I've held your heart close to Mine.

Of all that lives and breathes, you are the most like Me. Adam walked with Me in the cool of the day and yet he was lonely. He could not see Me or touch Me. He could only feel Me. So everything I wanted Adam to share and experience with Me, I fashioned in you: My Holiness, My Strength, My Purity, My Love, My Protection and Support. You are special because you are the extension of Me.


Man represents my image; Woman, my emotions. Together, you represent the Totality of God. So man - treat woman well. Love her, respect her, for she is fragile. In hurting her, you hurt Me. What you do to her, you do to Me. In crushing her, you only damage your own heart, the heart of your Father, and the heart of her Father. Woman, support man. In humility, show him the power of emotion I have given you. In gentle quietness show your strength. In love, show him that you are the rib that protects his inner self.


Addendum -- 1 Corinthians 11:12 (NKJ) "For as woman came from man, even so man also comes through woman; but all things are from God."

[ Author Unknown -- from Kathryn Barnes (HeartWarming -- William Rayborn) ]

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

I am not like them


I am not like them

but I can pretend...

The Sun is gone, but I have a light

The day is done but I am having fun.

I think I am dumb, or may be just happy

think I am just happy.

My heart was broke, but I have some glue

help me inhale and mend it with you.

We'll float around and hang out on clouds;

then we'll come down

and have a hangover.

I am not like them, but I can pretend

The day is done but I am having fun.

I think I am dumb...

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

I don't want to have to build this
I don't want to have to fit in
I don't want to have to need someone
But I do...
I don't want to ever fall in love again
I don't want to feel so insecure
I don't want to have to write this to explain
Still I do...
This feels better than nothing at all...

Thursday, January 1, 2009