It’s something you love
Yet bitterly hate
The feel in your chest
The hollow empty place
It’s something you can’t
Quite put into words, a
Longing for something
New and better
Something that stirs
But never fully wakes
It brushes the edge
Of your consciousness
When you look at a
Hauntingly beautiful scene
Something about it
Makes your chest ache
For a thing so glorious
Something so far better
Than earth can offer
Heed its call, Lord God
The Cry of the Heart

A Tragic Hero?
Many who read William Shakespeare’s play, Julius Caesar, conclude that Marcus Brutus is the hero of the play. Shakespeare himself concludes, “this [Brutus] was the noblest Roman of them all.” However, many times Brutus shows himself to be more of a coward than a hero. Brutus betrays his friend, he plans to kill Caesar in an unfair way, and he commits suicide. Brutus, therefore, is a coward.

The Supremacy of the True and Living God

I am the strongest of my brothers.
Green
wakes up the beasts with a nudge.
Yellow, my twin, slows them
down with a glare.
But only I can dam the river up for miles with but a whisper.

Today is my first day teaching! It’s 11am right now, and I teach at 2:30pm. The waiting is always the worst part for me so I thought I’d write to take my mind off the waiting.

(This was a paper I wrote for my work history class. Your supposed to write a Myth. So I did. I incuded a few of the Greek Gods, we're studying them and it was allowed. I actually want to expand this to be a full story. Not the limited three page thing we had to write. =D )

SHIVA
Goddess of Ice and Snow

Chapter 20: Death
“Today.”
“Today what?”
“Today you run to Llyanta, today you fight, today you decide the fate of Stargonia and Olandern.”
The king nodded. “Today we fight.” He turned to Peter. “Wake the men. Tell them to get ready as quickly as possible.”

What is it that keeps us falling
when we know it hurts?
Our bodies are broken and wounded
but our cries seem only to echo
in the empty void we fall into

Pouring songs into rivers
drifting fires over ice
our hearts are
crumbling houses
do tears suffice?

Just because I feel OK today
who can say I'll feel this way
tomorrow
'Cause everything is moving
like shifting sand beneath my feet

I found an old video I made over a year ago with this song as the background music! So now I can share how it sounds with the music. :)

(7-27-07 early morning)

I fell asleep last night without even thinking about shelter. Or a fire for that matter. Thankfully, the nights aren't too cold. I walked along the shore to search for food, luggage,bodies...I found a cooler that Mom had made me pack at the last minute. I guess I should finish writing about what happened.