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Dreamer's Realism

Cigarettes and power plants Will you concede to follow my lead? I’ll bring you far past mysteries. I’ll show you things you’ve never seen

Oceans and skyscrapers I’ll show you there’s more to give.Perceiving this as casual is your mistake there is more than whats betrayed. Things begin coiling out of your realism. New sceneries. 

I’m the dreamer my eyes are open 
Your vigilant your eyes are closed

War Of My Life

(to listen to the song in this blog, the music player thats automatically playing is found at the bottom of this site, go pause it;)

While I’m not the biggest enthusiast of John Mayer’s individual choices that doesn’t object to the reality that he is an exceptionally clever writer, and I still love his music. I thought I would share the song that has been on my mind today. Today wasn’t up to its typical standards just as soon as one stressful scenario would end, another began. On the contrary I’m breathing and I’m immensely blessed so I shouldn’t complain.

Here’s the song:)

Come out Angels. Come out Ghosts. Come out Darkness, Bring everyone you know I'm not running, I'm not scared I am waiting and well prepared I'm in the war of my life At the door of my life Out of Time and there's nowhere to run away I've got a hammer And a heart of glass. I got to know right now Which walls to smash I got a pocket Got no pills If fear hasn't killed me yet Than nothing will All the suffering and all the pain never left to label I'm in the war of my life at the door of my life out of time and there's nowhere to run I'm in the war of my life at the core of my life I've got no choice but to fight 'til it's done No more suffering No more pain Never again I'm in the war of my life At the door of my life Out of time and there's nowhere to run I'm in the war of my life I'm at the core of my life Got no choice but to fight 'til it's done So Fight on, fight on everyone, so fight on Got no choice but to fight 'til it's done I'm in the war of my life I'm at the core of my life I've got no choice but to fight 'til it's done

Information on the picture: it’s fairly old it will soon be about a year old. It’s of an old friend, I happened to pass by him on the road today. I've haven't seen him in many months. I doubted I was recognized due to the fact I'm bit incognito since I’m driving an unfamiliar car. I was so stressed from today’s series of events that I could not comprehend anything. When I'm like my face has a tendency to show no absolute existence of emotion; it wasn’t till after those few seconds passing by him that I just realized how horrible the look I gave him must have been. (The expression I had was not my intentions to be directed toward him or anyone) I’m positive I’m over contemplating the situation but I hope I never give anyone reason to think I hate them. From this I’m sure any reader has already made the observation that this friend and I have grown distant…complications, experience; life in general has gotten in the way. With that point initiated I would say we don’t hear from each other anymore. I’m not bitter from it, these pictures remind me to continually remember the high points of any previous friendships. I don’t see us progressing back into a friendship in the future, that’s not what I want I don’t like wasting my time when I’ve already experienced the outcome. That’s just life. The fun moments I have with all my friends are all cherished and well worth it. I hope I never develop into a bitter woman.

If a friendship becomes a complication and becomes too much to bear, and the escape the person made left its most prevalent damaging scars on me. I pray I may keep my mouth shut, let it go, and not cling to once was, whenever a person clings to anything that’s past they become bitter. It’s a matter of letting go and traveling with the speed that the current of life throws you into. Moving on is at its easiest now, I don’t have time to live in what was when what is, stands close and I’m running out of time. “Im in the war of my life at the door of my life. Out of time and there’s nowhere to run” 
I hope my writing on my dramatically normal day wasn't to much. I rarely ever write like this so I hope it isn't to horrible. Thats all for now.




To Leave this blog on an AMAZING note: 

magnificent.
I love this song, then I saw this live on youtube from a post on facebook I saw from a friend, so much more incredible. Thank you social network sites

Running Short on Time

So it’s been awhile since I’ve posted, life has gotten really busy to take an hour aside to transfer my journal to my computer. Primarily I do favor doing everything on a computer rather than writing, but keeping up with my devotions is one of the exceptions. A little update about my life for once, well everything is back on track so that means as the semester progress I’ll be even more cluttered and less available. My routine week consist of school, working, personal life (not really lol), sounds like the normal for any teen. A positive event that has come out of my routine is that I’ve gotten my sluggish self working out at six in the morning! I believe I am worthy of a virtual applause for that one……taking into consideration that is a miracle in itself. I love working out, but the opposition is mornings I tend to be not so infatuated with that. This routine continues Monday, Wednesday, and Friday since I only attend school on these days. I know I would agree that I’m very blessed when it comes to not have the same old dreaded five days a week. Sometimes I work after school just depends what I’m called in to do, if I happen to get out early I will then set out to escape to the humane shelter. I’m trying to get myself in the routine of making more time to spend there. Actually it’s less of an escape and more of a temporary in depth and very demanding test of patience. In fact I have never gotten so stressed in such a short amount of time. I love dogs to every extent in every aspect but when you have 600 long nailed, poo-covered paws, of bundling fluff jumping on you I believe anyone’s patience can be pushed to its limits. I guess my new mission is going to be getting 600 dogs not to jump during what little human movement they see so when it comes time for the climax of their day with a 20 minute one on one time with someone occurs it can be a bit more productive than ignoring them until they calm down. An update, I’ve gotten back into working on Romans 4 it should hopefully be up this week: )

“Praise the LORD. Praise the LORD from the heavens, praise him in the heights above. Praise him, all his angels, praise him, all his heavenly hosts. Praise him, sun and moon, praise him, all you shining stars. Praise him, you highest heavens and you waters above the skies. Let them praise the name of the LORD, for he commanded and they were created. He set them in place forever and ever; he gave a decree that will never pass away. Praise the LORD from the earth, you great sea creatures and all ocean depths, lightning and hail, snow and clouds, stormy winds that do his bidding, you mountains and all hills, fruit trees and all cedars, wild animals and all cattle, small creatures and flying birds, kings of the earth and all nations, you princes and all rulers on earth, young men and maidens, old men and children. Let them praise the name of the LORD, for his name alone is exalted; his splendor is above the earth and the heavens. “ Psalm 148