tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-51931349642574999162024-03-13T11:07:12.265-07:00anticipationVegemitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04499832452662443807noreply@blogger.comBlogger27125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193134964257499916.post-22826018643418663052012-02-05T20:57:00.000-08:002012-02-05T21:19:45.347-08:00Chapter 1 of Dracula's Ranunculus:: The Boy Who Could ImagineOnce upon an eon<div>There was a boy with a crayon</div><div>Who gave life to everything he drew on</div><div><br /></div><div>Once, on paper he drew a butterfly</div><div>With sparkling eyes</div><div>And periwinkle dots laid out like dies</div><div>On a gossamer board, endless folds</div><div>Then behold!</div><div><br /></div><div>The paper crinkled and crackled</div><div>And then the speckled</div><div>Butterfly flew out on a route</div><div>Of circles, whirls, and twirls </div><div>Barrel rolls and loop-di-loops</div><div>Until finally it was pooped</div><div><br /></div><div>So it drifted down</div><div>Like sifted sand</div><div>'Til on the paper it did land</div><div>And thus began</div><div>The boy's plan</div><div>To always wear a helmet </div><div>In case he drew a ram</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>-Neil Abellansoa</div>Vegemitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04499832452662443807noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193134964257499916.post-446677091731381212010-11-08T20:21:00.000-08:002010-11-08T20:30:33.564-08:00Love Is<span style="font-family: verdana;">I Corinthians 13:4-8<br /><br /></span>"Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.<br />It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.<br />Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.<br />It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.<br />Love never fails."<br /><br /><br /><u>Is Love</u><br /><br />Love is patient. Love is patient<br />Love is patient!<br />Out of all the wonders love is from these<br />All its marvels that bring us to our knees<br />Why patient?<br />Is it the patience that we project when we are cross?<br />Is it the patience we speak of when we are at a loss?<br />For words, for reasons<br />During times that were seasoned<br />With trials, discomfort, the icks and ticks we go through when we're with each other<br /> Our brother, sister, or lover?<br />Yes, that too.<br /><br />But since we're talking about love<br />Let's look to the one above<br /><br />God is love. Love is patient<br />Patience is waiting<br />God is patient. Love is waiting<br /> For God's timing<br /><br />Perfect love casts out all fear. It's clear<br />That to love like so requires more waiting than you know<br />For God's time, which is neither fast or slow<br />But it is a letting go<br />And letting God move through us, and thus<br /> Love is patient<br /><br />Love is patient<br />It's the first thing mentioned<br />Unexpected, but fitting<br />Because letting<br />God's love unceasing<br />Fill us to overflowing<br />Leads us to finding<br />What is<br />How to<br /> Who to<br />And when to<br />Love<br /><br /><br />-Neil AbellanosaVegemitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04499832452662443807noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193134964257499916.post-2686920441452298592010-08-26T17:40:00.000-07:002010-08-26T18:49:53.156-07:00Dracula's Ranunculus<span style="font-family:verdana;">Dracula's affinity for ranunculus bordered ridiculous<br />To the point of using calculus and parabolas to predict the bloom of the flower fabulous<br /><br />Then Dracula's time came to give the ranunculus<br />To the lovely Ursulas who had his heart rapturous<br /><br />But alas! The ranunculus were not in season crushing Dracula's reason<br /><br />"So sorry. Indeed I am." were the words of Dracula as was his weird vernacular<br />Nonetheless Ursulas says, "Don't be ridiculous!"<br /><br />And her smile was enough for Dracula to reason<br />That it needn't matter the season<br />Nor what the calculus and parabolas said when the flower fabulous would bloom<br /><br />For Ursulas herself was the flower fabulous, the rapturous ranunculus that's forever in bloom.<br /></span>Vegemitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04499832452662443807noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193134964257499916.post-29986511113164121802010-08-12T19:55:00.000-07:002010-08-12T20:23:56.017-07:00Quick Ones | Pursuing Inspiration Instead of Waiting<span style="font-family:verdana;">"I understand but I don't want to."<br />To live a lie is far worse than to die with truth.<br />Nothing is what it seems until you take your mask off first.<br />Go now!<br />Time is finite until you go.<br /><br /><br />Forever is when the longest part of your day is the part you don't want to end.<br />It means moments move you instead of time.<br />It means you wish to expand your experiences rather than repeat them.<br />Forever means pursuing the day, allowing yourself and your growth to make time worth your time; for you, for yesterday, for tomorrow and today.<br />Forever means now.<br /><br /><br />Will you my heart be known?<br />Please.<br />Will you explain yourself to me?<br />Do you have any direction?<br />Is there a method to your madness?<br />Do you even consider me in your decisions?<br />Can you even make decisions? Isn't that my domain?<br />You only feel, ache, and long.<br />I can still have my say, do my will.<br />But without you, it's less than halfhearted.<br /><br /></span>Vegemitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04499832452662443807noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193134964257499916.post-77718755958370652832009-07-07T17:20:00.000-07:002009-07-07T17:30:54.397-07:00I'll Be<span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" >penned on May 29, 2009</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:130%;">I need<br />I want someone pure<br />In the most sense of the word<br />Freed from the torment of the past<br />Sees the world and life for the beauty that they are<br />Despite the vandalism<br />Hopeful, faithful, patient<br />I'll be patient<br /><br />She will be pure and wisely innocent<br />Knows the world and lithe with inner charisma<br />Yet firm against the masses<br />And their shallow current<br />I'll be faithful<br /><br />I will be pure<br />Breaking free from my torments<br />Tasting the beauty and restoring the blemished<br />With wisdom<br />Agile yet sturdy<br />I'll be hopeful<br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >-Neil Abellanosa</span><br /></span></span>Vegemitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04499832452662443807noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193134964257499916.post-72026526738361264182009-02-16T14:54:00.000-08:002009-02-16T14:56:04.055-08:00On Rules, Incentives, and Wisdom<center><object width="446" height="326"><param name="movie" value="http://video.ted.com/assets/player/swf/EmbedPlayer.swf"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><param name="bgColor" value="#ffffff"></param> <param name="flashvars" value="vu=http://video.ted.com/talks/embed/BarrySchwartz_2009-embed_high.flv&su=http://images.ted.com/images/ted/tedindex/embed-posters/BarrySchwartz-2009.embed_thumbnail.jpg&vw=432&vh=240&ap=0&ti=462" /><embed src="http://video.ted.com/assets/player/swf/EmbedPlayer.swf" pluginspace="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" bgColor="#ffffff" width="446" height="326" allowFullScreen="true" flashvars="vu=http://video.ted.com/talks/embed/BarrySchwartz_2009-embed_high.flv&su=http://images.ted.com/images/ted/tedindex/embed-posters/BarrySchwartz-2009.embed_thumbnail.jpg&vw=432&vh=240&ap=0&ti=462"></embed></object></center>Vegemitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04499832452662443807noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193134964257499916.post-70453787388909866232009-02-10T21:38:00.001-08:002009-02-10T21:43:09.381-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sakafitness.com"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEionmJQgIJsDY3lGU5OoJo7z2HWch4CocaUjYx9hGBDf-L69DAkWYb7QAyM0g5DpvVh3Zvsz1nO7xyfj_SQSzLu16Nddi5kIyoQwhawBxX3Ybn0LLqA8wrQtkSUWnQKNhGuDimOKz_Ftqg/s400/Saka-Web-Home.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301410309822019602" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;">I am pleased to announce the launch of my business, SAKA fitness.<br />The website explains the basics of what it is: www.sakafitness.com<br />Tell your friends!<br /><br /></div>Vegemitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04499832452662443807noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193134964257499916.post-82876861230042827242009-02-09T13:50:00.000-08:002009-02-09T14:20:03.848-08:00On Creativity<center><object width="334" height="326"><param name="movie" value="http://video.ted.com/assets/player/swf/EmbedPlayer.swf"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><param name="bgColor" value="#ffffff"> <param name="flashvars" value="vu=http://video.ted.com/talks/embed/SirKenRobinson_2006-embed_high.flv&su=http://images.ted.com/images/ted/tedindex/embed-posters/SirKenRobinson-2006.embed_thumbnail.jpg&vw=320&vh=240&ap=0&ti=66"><embed src="http://video.ted.com/assets/player/swf/EmbedPlayer.swf" pluginspace="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#ffffff" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="vu=http://video.ted.com/talks/embed/SirKenRobinson_2006-embed_high.flv&su=http://images.ted.com/images/ted/tedindex/embed-posters/SirKenRobinson-2006.embed_thumbnail.jpg&vw=320&vh=240&ap=0&ti=66" width="334" height="326"></embed></object></center><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;"><blockquote></blockquote><blockquote>Creativity seems elusive and like a rare creature we have to hunt down only to discover that it might be the wrong, though similar, creature. And we have caught impostors, or so we think. Our end product looked different from what we've been told it should. So we doubt and hesitate. Thus, some of us recluse to being satisfied with merely gawking upon this creature when we do find it in the wild, or marvel at the successful hunters who were either lucky or talented. At the thought of these hunters, we wonder ourselves if we have the talent. Is it inherent? Is is latent? Can it be learned? Earned? Or is it merely the luck of the draw, a gene to be born with or without? </blockquote><br /><br /><br /></span><br /><center><object width="446" height="326"><param name="movie" value="http://video.ted.com/assets/player/swf/EmbedPlayer.swf"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><param name="bgColor" value="#ffffff"> <param name="flashvars" value="vu=http://video.ted.com/talks/embed/ElizabethGilbert_2009-embed_high.flv&su=http://images.ted.com/images/ted/tedindex/embed-posters/ElizabethGilbert_2009.embed_thumbnail.jpg&vw=432&vh=240&ap=0&ti=453"><embed src="http://video.ted.com/assets/player/swf/EmbedPlayer.swf" pluginspace="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#ffffff" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="vu=http://video.ted.com/talks/embed/ElizabethGilbert_2009-embed_high.flv&su=http://images.ted.com/images/ted/tedindex/embed-posters/ElizabethGilbert_2009.embed_thumbnail.jpg&vw=432&vh=240&ap=0&ti=453" width="446" height="326"></embed></object></center><br /><br /><center><object width="446" height="326"><param name="movie" value="http://video.ted.com/assets/player/swf/EmbedPlayer.swf"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><param name="bgColor" value="#ffffff"> <param name="flashvars" value="vu=http://video.ted.com/talks/embed/AmyTan_2008-embed_high.flv&su=http://images.ted.com/images/ted/tedindex/embed-posters/AmyTan-2008.embed_thumbnail.jpg&vw=432&vh=240&ap=0&ti=250"><embed src="http://video.ted.com/assets/player/swf/EmbedPlayer.swf" pluginspace="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#ffffff" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="vu=http://video.ted.com/talks/embed/AmyTan_2008-embed_high.flv&su=http://images.ted.com/images/ted/tedindex/embed-posters/AmyTan-2008.embed_thumbnail.jpg&vw=432&vh=240&ap=0&ti=250" width="446" height="326"></embed></object></center>Vegemitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04499832452662443807noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193134964257499916.post-75355085399490842392009-01-20T19:11:00.000-08:002009-01-23T10:55:58.245-08:00But GodThis was a piece created for C3SF Easter 2008. It was written in the month of March 2008.<br /><br />The choreography was done by Patricia Diaz, and Visual Effects were by Sam Crayne. I am so blessed to have worked with such amazing people who are even better friends.<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vy8eVfhGsBI&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vy8eVfhGsBI&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><blockquote><span style="font-weight: bold;">But God</span><br /><br />God, my God<br />Why have You forsaken me<br />I am buried in defeat<br />I can't sleep<br />I can't find peace<br />I can't smile<br />I can't love<br /><br />Everyone loathes me<br />They laugh and point<br />And my back bleeds from the stabs<br />They mock You in front of me<br />And they sneer at my helplessness<br /><br />Every part of my body is aching<br />Inside and out, it throbs<br />I've failed too much<br />A sinner, a failure<br />I am caged within myself<br />A sideshow attraction<br /><br />I'm done<br />God, come rescue me<br />Don't let them finish me<br />Find me now<br />This is it, my rock bottom<br />I give it all up to You<br />Come save me<br />I put my life in Your hands<br />I am completely Yours<br />I'll die to my old self<br />I release control<br />I admit<br />I believe<br />I confess<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I take a leap of faith</span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br />Yet brewing revelations</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Emit glimmers of light</span><br /><br />I am born again<br />Out of the ashes of my past God breathes new life<br />And I am renewed<br /><br />Fully conscious and aware<br />I attempt to comprehend how my sins are as far as the East is from the West<br />But I am dumbfounded<br /><br />I attempt to understand the fullness of God's grace that encircles me soothing old bruises<br />But I am speechless<br /><br />I offer Him my broken heart<br />With secure and gentle hands<br />He accepts<br />And like a sudden spring rain I receive living water<br />Quenching my spirit<br /><br />Now I walk with my Saviour<br />Eyes anew seeing the world like never before<br /><br />My past comes to taunt me<br />But God has made me a new creation<br />The old is gone, the new has come<br />My flesh fights for indulgence<br />But God's Spirit gives life and the flesh<br />Counts for nothing<br />The enemy launches darts of lies<br />But God has given me the belt of truth, the shield of faith<br />And the authority to overcome the power of the enemy<br />Nothing will harm me<br /><br />A haunting past<br />A sinful nature<br />And a deceitful enemy<br />Allowed for hell on earth<br />But God You have given us Your only Son<br />That whoever believes in Him will not die but have eternal life<br /><br />Now I run the race in communion with You God<br />As my steps are guided by the Holy Spirit<br />I live a God-given abundant life<br />The joy of the Lord becomes my strength<br />As we go to make disciples of all nations<br />Teaching and baptizing them in the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit<br />I live a life in utmost adventure<br />Knowing I have submitted my will to Your perfect one<br /><br />And when I look back at the death of my flesh<br />At the lowest point of my existence<br />I see<br />That my God, my God has not forsaken me<br />But You have answered me<br />And I will declare Your name and praise You<br />For You have not hidden Your face<br /><br />I thought You didn't hear<br />But God You listened<br />I thought You didn't see<br />But God You witnessed<br />I thought You didn't care<br />But God You cried<br /><br />God<br />Oh God, Your love freed the world<br />In Your love You gave me choice<br />And when I chose to turn away from You<br />You saved me through love<br />In Your Son, Jesus<br /><br />When He hung on the cross bloodied and betrayed<br />The devil rejoiced for He thought the war was his<br />But God on the third day<br />But God on that glorious day<br />All this was possible for Jesus rose<br /><br />He is risen<br />He is risen</blockquote><br /><br />-Neil Abellanosa<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><blockquote></blockquote>Vegemitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04499832452662443807noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193134964257499916.post-18983178492947999252009-01-06T16:43:00.000-08:002009-10-13T00:21:41.534-07:00To Be Loved<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqWnQ82GX6oANymkRhdcZFgtJo-K5_pqKNAXhrTv4HUMTzx5o-ktX6FqD1caAWfA3AQ-7RVECMa6drEuV35Mw83nnyPVfph2nazx6YvoLltJqEZXAsnHaDZMF2Qz4G4UW3E8AfC8jTOtA/s1600-h/Roots_Of_Emotion_by_Dimentichisi.jpg"><img style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0pt; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 425px; height: 339px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqWnQ82GX6oANymkRhdcZFgtJo-K5_pqKNAXhrTv4HUMTzx5o-ktX6FqD1caAWfA3AQ-7RVECMa6drEuV35Mw83nnyPVfph2nazx6YvoLltJqEZXAsnHaDZMF2Qz4G4UW3E8AfC8jTOtA/s320/Roots_Of_Emotion_by_Dimentichisi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295810137674036370" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">To be loved like that</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">In that magical way<br />So special in its place<br />It demands better word play</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I want</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />Anoth</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">er word not so simple<br />Not so used<br />Something indescribable<br />Inspired by a muse<br /><br />Whatever that love word is<br />I want it<br />I want it so I can give it<br />And live it<br />So I can say it<br />And believe it<br /><br />To tell her<br />To whisper<br />But still I wonder<br /><br />If I'll get it<br /><br />I get livid<br />With the thought of my heart<br />Going frigid<br /><br />However<br /><br />My heart is kept warm<br />By the welcomed swarm<br />Of another love platonic<br />Keeping my life going<br />At supersonic<br />Yes<br />Past the sound of doubt<br />The yells of lies<br />And cries<br />Of hopelessness, of defeat<br />That may knock me<br />Off my feet<br />But I won't retreat<br /><br />Yes, it's not from her<br />But it's from them<br />Fruits of my requiem<br />Gifts from God<br /><br />She's coming<br /><br />But until then<br />Love is love<br />Friends are friends<br />And God is love<br /><br />-<span style="font-style: italic;">Neil Abellanosa</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span></div>Vegemitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04499832452662443807noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193134964257499916.post-33395946749485141662008-12-11T22:16:00.000-08:002008-12-29T19:52:40.853-08:00FaithfulnessFaithfulness<br />Is tested again and again<br />Faithfulness fights<br />Against justice<br />Justice seeks and demands<br />An expectation<br />The proper reaping<br />For the sowing<br />No more<br />No less<br />But<br />Faithfulness is<br />Loyalty<br />Along with the notion of<br />"For better or worse"<br />Faithfulness is more than<br />Just a little faith<br />It's fullness of!<br /><br />To travel to places uncharted<br />To venture into the unknown<br />One of fear's origins<br />To face something that's yet<br />To turn around and face you<br />To adventure is to be faithful<br />To fight is to be<br />Faithful<br />Faithfulness is to<br />Overcome<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">-Neil Abellanosa</span>Vegemitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04499832452662443807noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193134964257499916.post-87502356021585769222008-11-13T19:16:00.000-08:002008-11-13T19:19:28.077-08:00<blockquote>Light a fire deep inside me Lord<br />Glowing embers breathing, thriving, ever burning, ever warm<br />Holy Spirit wind blow<br />Stir up the luminescent gems within<br />Let the heat radiate unstoppable by walls... bodies... change.</blockquote><br />penned 11.07.08<br />EncounterVegemitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04499832452662443807noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193134964257499916.post-34178976648554894582008-11-13T19:11:00.000-08:002008-11-13T19:16:29.541-08:00On Awareness<blockquote></blockquote><blockquote>Awareness of ones actions or future actions is not a detterant.<br />The action is still decided and willed through a series of other filters.<br />The advantage of awareness is that it invites reason and coherency along for the ride.</blockquote><br /><br />penned 10.28.08<br />9:00 T-Line Train<br /><blockquote></blockquote>Vegemitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04499832452662443807noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193134964257499916.post-22281224486726498822008-11-12T11:28:00.000-08:002008-11-18T16:54:13.709-08:00A Word to the Down<span style="font-family:verdana;">You gotta bounce back when you feel glued to your bed<br />Bounce back, when books you're left with, are ones you've read<br />Time is on your side, convince it<br /><br />You gotta stand up though everything's on top of you<br />Stand up, though you haven't got a clue on how to<br />You're taller than you think, smarter than you are, own it<br /><br />You gotta walk on though you think you've been left behind<br />Walk on, though worries have left you almost blind<br />You're closer than you think, faster than you are, believe it<br /><br />Life's not over, there's still plenty left<br />There's always a joy yet to be found, more steps to the ground<br />You are a joy to be found, the steps to someone's ground<br /><br />You gotta dream on though you've had sleepless nights<br />Dream on, let them fly higher to the skies<br />Time is on your side, convince it<br />C'mon, do it<br /><br /><br />penned 10.19.08<br /></span>Vegemitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04499832452662443807noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193134964257499916.post-53623169529009087222008-11-12T11:25:00.001-08:002008-11-12T11:28:15.958-08:00WomenWomen<br />Their beauty is inescapable<br />Their allure unstoppable<br />What does it mean to wait for the right time?<br /><br />Maybe it means to wait on being captured by their allure<br />Maybe it means to wait on pursuing the allure<br />It seems to be the latter for it is only through the pursuing<br />That being captured yields to results, and becomes worth itVegemitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04499832452662443807noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193134964257499916.post-21958016554692966682008-11-12T10:44:00.000-08:002008-11-18T16:53:32.294-08:00On DemandWhen artists express their experiences, hurts, triumphs, ecstasy, pain, and loss, it moves people who at some time in their lives have experienced, are experiencing, and will experience similar circumstances.<br /><br />When expressed at the time of experience, the product is in its most powerful emotionally because it tells of the actual feelings as they come, as they impact the artist. It's a live feed straight to the heart.<br /><br />However, when the experience has passed and healing has happened or time has softened and/or buried the experience, the artists' expression changes. They now write of new ones or express the past in retrospect, which emotionally, is not as powerful. It has however, other appeals and pluses such as its capability to teach.<br /><br />A problem arises when the expectation of viewers, listeners, readers, and the like, demand the same sort of expression that artist was able to express at the time of experience. The audience wants the same live-feed again, a logically improbable scenario.<br /><br />The artist struggling and wanting to please, may resort to denying the healing, or recreating the past, knowing their expression is at its zenith with the live-feed.<br /><br />As receivers, we are meant to not only appreciate the expression as it came, but also appreciate the change and progress of the artist. We should not demand the identical expression over and over. We should not pressure the artist to deny their healing and to "scratch the scab".<br /><br />The beauty of art as an expression of the human condition is that there will always be new artists and new expressions of the ever-similar human condition. As receivers, there are always new expressions to discover. This healthy cycle can only add to the variety, freshness, and growth, of the art ecosystem.<br /><br />So grow with your artist. Apart of together, just grow. And go forward with God.<br /><br />penned 09.2008Vegemitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04499832452662443807noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193134964257499916.post-90261176467846386082008-11-12T10:43:00.001-08:002008-11-12T10:44:20.412-08:00On Freedom<blockquote>Lack of responsibility is not true freedom<br />for freedom is the ultimate responsibility.<br /><br /></blockquote>Vegemitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04499832452662443807noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193134964257499916.post-49608350285966860632008-11-12T10:34:00.000-08:002008-11-12T10:42:30.435-08:00Fields<span style="font-family: verdana;">The field of clouds<br />Like a bed of cotton balls<br />Glowing with purples, pinks, violets, oranges<br />Reds and blues<br />As if incandescent and neon bulbs alight it from below<br />It forms a texture so inviting<br />It asks you gently, sincerely, to rest upon it<br />And like so, the heavens become your bed<br />Your place of rest<br /><br />And while laying down on His green earth<br />In observation of this, you are engulfed<br />By two places of rest, all-encompassing<br />Nothing is unknown anymore<br />No need to fear<br />His creation triumphs<br />In bringing you peace<br />And it certainly passes your understanding<br /><br /><br />penned 09.30.08<br /></span>Vegemitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04499832452662443807noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193134964257499916.post-85868067126239304812008-11-11T11:21:00.000-08:002008-11-11T16:00:05.192-08:00"Lord be merciful to me,<br />Heal my soul for I have sinned against you."<br />- Psalm 41:4<br /><br />Why do I rebel and disobey?<br />Lord help me lose myself.<br />I must love You first.<br />I want to love You first<br />But my flesh only loves itself and my spirit is weak.<br />Awaken my spirit, rise up within me.<br /><br /><br />penned 09.29.08<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Your purposes are everlasting<br /> Your ways immeasurable<br /> Your love inescapable<br /> Your fruits delightful<br /><br />Lead me to Your path<br /> It is exciting in itself<br />My walking it, makes it come to life<br /> It also breathes life into me<br /><br /><br />penned 09.30.08Vegemitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04499832452662443807noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193134964257499916.post-1085726866869986592008-11-11T11:17:00.001-08:002008-11-11T11:20:35.525-08:00Love is patient...<br /><br />Love waits... for God's timing<br />God's timing is Him moving through us<br />This requires a relinquishing of control on our part<br />This takes time<br />Thus, love is patient<br /><br />Lord You are patient<br />You wait for us... without ceasing<br /><br />"Love is patient", the first characteristic mentioned<br />Unexpected yet fitting<br />By waiting, we are letting God work<br />Waiting is not stagnant<br />Waiting is serving<br /><br /><br />penned 09.29.08Vegemitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04499832452662443807noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193134964257499916.post-51332312143393533902008-11-11T11:00:00.000-08:002008-11-11T11:05:51.453-08:00DepthsI am at the depths<br />Deep below where there is no light<br />The pressure is heavy<br /><br />It is too far to swim up<br />And I am running out of air<br />My eyes hurt<br />And my head is about to implode<br />The bottom is death<br />And it is inviting<br />It is inviting me to look down and accept<br /><br />It is my fault that I am here<br />It is my fault I am this deep<br />I need to be saved<br />I need to be lifted<br />Take me to the surface and breathe life into me<br /><br /><br /><br />penned on 9.29.08Vegemitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04499832452662443807noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193134964257499916.post-54740778870327867622008-11-11T10:54:00.000-08:002008-11-11T11:06:47.325-08:00Dear LordI am in a pit of despair<br />I am loathed<br />I feel lies being said about me<br />Then again, I feel they are true<br /><br />I know I have disobeyed You<br />Why won't my words have any meaning?<br />I've lost my word<br />I have to get it back<br />I have nothing without it<br />I can't even promise to You properly<br /><br /><br /><br />penned on 9.16.08Vegemitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04499832452662443807noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193134964257499916.post-14672141043528702312008-11-11T10:46:00.000-08:002008-11-11T11:11:24.291-08:00O God, comfort our souls<br />This life without is met with rejection<br />We seek love in every corner, in every form of expression<br />Only to miss its very source, its genesis, originator, creator, designer, You<br /><br />We have an inkling it's you all along and it never leaves<br />But testimonies, accounts, and experiences from others sometimes prevent us from exploring more<br />We are the expression of His love, which is culminated by giving us choice and His only Son.<br /><br /><br /><br />penned on 8.09.08Vegemitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04499832452662443807noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193134964257499916.post-50983094004716919882008-11-11T10:39:00.000-08:002008-11-11T11:12:06.378-08:00Thoughts On WorryWorrying with a scattered mind is like crossing troubled waters on a rope bridge one support short.<br /><br />A scattered mind is like having puzzle pieces without the big picture.<br /><br />Worrying is like going to a war unarmed.<br /><br /><br />A plan, a decision is to be armed. It's to have protection - preparation, anticipation.<br />So increase your chances... gain some leverage.Vegemitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04499832452662443807noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5193134964257499916.post-53521095685176478502008-11-10T17:49:00.000-08:002008-11-11T11:08:56.995-08:00Give Up!<p><span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><strong><br /></strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><strong>Give up! Give up. give up...</strong></span></p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Every time we hear those words, we right away associate it with quitting. However, quitting and giving up are two completely different things. </p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Does giving up mean surrender? Yes, </p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Does giving up mean relinquishing control? Yes.</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Does giving up mean quitting? No.</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">So what does it mean? </p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Let's look at the words, give... up. </p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Giving... up.</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">You know, there's too many words today that are misused to the point of redefining it. Someone uses the word the wrong way, and somehow it catches on. There are tons of examples for this, but that's another blog post. </p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">So let's get back to those two words, give...up.</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Give = 1) to place in the hands of... 2) to bestow... 3) to administer 4) to devote or apply completely... 5) to entrust to another... 6) to convey or offer... <a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=give">http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=give</a></p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Up = 1) In or to a higher position... 2) In or to an upright position... 3) completely and/or entirely... <a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=up">http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=up</a></p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">THUS, as you can see giving up does not mean forgetting about it, or letting it go to trash, or failing, or most importantly, quitting. </p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">It means, as the definitions suggest, to place in the hands of a higher position, to entrust something to a higher place, and to bestow and relinquish control to a higher position. </p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">That my friends, is what giving up means. It means to give it to someone or something of a higher position... and that means God. Who else is higher than all your troubles, all your worries and problems? Who else has control amidst chaos, grace amidst transgressions, order amidst lawlessness, and love amidst abhorrence and evil? Only God.</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">So starting now, let's use this phrase the right way and spread the news!</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Giving up means letting God take over. It means admitting that we can't do it alone by our own might. It means acknowledging that He has the better plan and purpose for our life. It's thanking, praising, and worshiping Him when trials come because we already have the victory in Him and all we have to do is stay faithful and strong to win the battle.</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">He'll never give us something we can't handle, but the key is how we handle it. </p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Only then will you experience true freedom. The freedom from the slave masters of this temporary world that we foolishly and overly concern ourselves with to the point of being bound.<br /></p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">An amazing friend once told me, </p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">"God never gives you trials that you can't handle. And He allows them for you to realize that in the end, it's only Him that truly matters; that amidst all the madness, the best thing and the only thing to do is thank and praise Him. For some, this takes hitting rock bottom to realize which things truly matter, but the cool thing is, we get to pick our rock bottom."</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">She's right, all we gotta go is give up.</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I'm out, PEACE</p><p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br /></p><p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">written 2006<br /></p>Vegemitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04499832452662443807noreply@blogger.com0