date: Friday, September 07, 2007 @ 9:45 pm
title: Where is truth?
In the days and nights coming. Just one click away. A truth will set u free.
From Pastor's blog:
"I'm not asking you to get rid of all your issues and fears. I'm asking you to stay loyal in the midst of all that."Loyalty.If I know nothing else. The meaning of that word, I do.
My response:
"Yes pastor. I agree totally with all my heart. all my soul. all my strength. Though my heart is full of holes and scars."Staying power is all I need.If I know nothing else. Following what my leader says, i do.
date: @ 9:02 pm
title:
friday night is a frustrating night. Nevertheless I finally got the chatbox up.
date: @ 7:15 pm
title: WAULF?
Moments ago. My emotions overwhelmed me. It is like just one of the days that my thoughts carried me too far away from logic and sink deep into my emotions.
'What are you living for?'
Many occasions, this question devours me. It feasts in and out of my soul. Tearing every strain of my confidence, comfort and control. Leaving just the naked hollow bones for me to reflect on. Letting out the skeleton out of me. Letting the skeleton out of the closet. Bring out the hidden thoughts, hurts and past that are buried under the piles and piles of useless muscles. Being so vulnerable to exploitation, nothing was withheld; nothing was being fought; the true feelings began to find solace at the four corners of the fours walls being erected, surrounding the fragility.
True feeling shines like the sun. It dries up every river of tears that suppose to flow; it dries up every blade of grass that supposes to grow; it dries up every balloon of air that suppose to fill. The colours of my life became duller and duller. The clarity and the reflection of the flowing river turns into the unclear and unreflective sands within the banks; the beauty and virility masked under the double edged blades turns into dysfunctional dull scrap metal; the majestic and prosperous volume turns into a deflated, flaten rubber.
True feeling makes one feel. But feelings can spur the marrow of desires within the charred bones to boil and burst forth. Showering the surface with dots of red rain. Purifying. Santifying. Testifying. It can make the losses to become gains. It can make the fallen to become taller. It can make the broken to become soarer.
'What are you living for?'
'God. Glory. Greatness.'
'What are you living for?'
'For God. For His Glory. For His Greatness.'
'What are you living for?'
What will your answer be tmr?
