Dreamer?

Hurray for, a child that makes it through.
If someone longs, strives, hopes, dreams pushes for something that is clearly impossible, with no hope of being possible, does that make them a dreamer? Hopeless? a Madman? A fool? An innovator? A visionary?
What about someone who accepts the inevitable and chooses to live with things as they are, does that make them complacent? Unmotivated? Uninterested? Wise? Content?
Some may say I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one.
Hi Lauren

Would it Matter?

Watch "Skillet - Would It Matter (Lyrics)" on YouTube

Missionary music.

There is plenty of good quality music to communicate the message of missions.
We don't have to rewrite hymns with corny, cliches of missionary intent.
This is my belief.

Meet Joe Black

I've never seen the movie... but found this quote and found it interesting.

Love is passion, obsession, someone you can't live without. I say, fall head over heels. Find someone you can love like crazy and who will love you the same way back. How do you find them? Well, you forget your head, and you listen to your heart. And I'm not hearing any heart. Cause the truth is, honey, there's no sense in living your life without this. To make the journey and not fall deeply in love, well, you haven't lived a life at all. But you have to try, cause if you haven't tried, you haven't lived. Stay open, who knows, lightning could strike.

Another day

My shoulders squared to carry the load.
My eyes uplifted to find the strength.
My chin raised to lighten the mood.
My feet ready to walk the road.
My hands prepared to earn my way.
My mouth accustomed to bitter defeat.
My back weary from feeling the blows.
Another day comes, another day goes.

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Well that started out nicely... But ended on a dreary note. Kinda matches my mood today though.

A thousand years.

Oranges are my favorite. But I like Apples a lot.

I know

That this means nothing to most people.
But when I find it hard to express what I am thinking/feeling.
I find a song.

I use music to communicate what I am thinking and feeling.
So if you are ever wondering where I am and what is going on in my life.
Look at my facebook.
I post so many songs on there that I am sure I annoy people.
I know most people just ignore the music that I post.
But I wish some people would listen to them.
Ah well.

"Broke & Ugly"

... That was what his sign said.

None of the usual "anything helps" or "God Bless" just a simple message describing his current conditions.
He felt no need to lie or to try to manipulate people. He was just out of options. He hated himself like he hated every single minute he stood there on the corner.

He carried an old backpack hanging loosely on his right shoulder. At one time it had been navy blue, and might have even carried the Old Navy logo, but now it is so faded that you can hardly tell it was blue. His clothes were neat, though noticeably worn and thin. He wore several shirts, with a faded checked flannel shirt over them.
His jeans had holes and you could see that he was wearing another pair under them. Worn, mismatch combat boots and a ratty baseball cap completed his ensemble as he stood there watching people pass with the windows up in their cars.

The slight satire of his cardboard sign reflected his outlook on life, his ability to find humor in all things. Yes, he needed money, yes he hadn't had a good meal in almost two days, but he wasn't going to outright beg for money. Just let people know that he was broke, and as for the second part of the sign.. Well, he wasn't being entirely humorous when he wrote it. He thought of what people see when they look at him; A small, slant shouldered man in his mid fifties, hair that was once a dark brown now mostly gray. A large, unkempt beard reaches several inches below his chin. Missing teeth make his rare smile one that most wouldn't find attractive. Only the eyes in his grizzled, weather worn face look bright.

So he stands, waiting, praying for a break that will change his life again.

Holding his sign that says: "Broke & Ugly"

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Based upon the encounter I had with a homeless guy this morning...

Homeless Guy: Let me ride that bike!
Me: Nope, I don't really let many people ride her.
HG: C'mon man, I'll take care of her, let me ride!
Me: No sir, sorry.
HG: I got a good looking ol' lady, you can have her! Fair trade!
Me: Nah, this girl is plenty for me!
HG: I'm just messing man. (Holds out fist for fist bump)

And off I go...
It was interesting.

I do not like

This quote:

Some people are meant to fall in love with each other,
But not meant to be together.

Just saying.

Choices

I often wonder the reasoning behind some people's actions. What are you hoping to find? Do you really just want to keep up? or are you looking for something more?
What goes through your mind? I don't understand. But I don't feel comfortable asking.

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,


And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

                           -Robert Frost

Clearly I am faced with a choice. Being prepared for that choice and willing to live with

the consequences either way... That's the trick.

I am beginning to notice a pattern, and I don't like it. -.-

I'm dead beat tired today. Stayed up too late and didn't sleep too well. 

Might end up taking up that daily offer from a friend for an energy drink... lol

I just want to run away and sleep. Sounds like a wonderful plan. 

****EDIT****

Just found this quote, I find it interesting.

When faced with two choices, simply toss a coin.

It works not because it settles the issue for you. 

But because in that brief moment when the coin

is in the air, you suddenly know what you are hoping for.

Thanks... I guess...

*On the phone with an old friend*
Friend: So are you married now, or engaged, or dating or what? I haven't kept up with you.
Me: Well, Katie and I broke up, so now I'm just trying to be me and stay close to God so that He can control what happens in that aspect of my life.
Friend: Yeah that makes sense! But man, people used to say that we Mills boys were slow, I guess they had never met you Tylers...
Me: (polite laugh and move from subject)

Thanks?