18.4.05
12.4.05
Unquenchable Goals
-- Jacques Lacan
There is something fundamentally insatiable about being human, as though we come into the world with ome kind of built-in tension between the experience of being hungry, which is a condition of striving and yearning, and the experience of being fed, which may offer temporary satisfaction but always gives way to new strivings, new yearnings. Once satisfied, the goal always tends to lead to another goal, and then another and another.
11.4.05
And the thoughts return
10.4.05
How often do you find a webpage that describes what you are thinking exactly?
9.3.05
4.3.05
"kind of poorly, kind of not"
27.2.05
Energized? what's that...
10.2.05
Flower Shop = Dangerous Job?... haha
This week is crazy... 60 some hours... and I'd like to talk to the person that decided it would b funny to make mme have my period this week, as if I'm not stressed. Yeah, it made me really sick last night. I don't think I've ever vomitted when I had my period. It was weird... it's also weird that my side hurts like it did when I had an ovarian cyst... that's never happened before either. I don't know what's going on....
I'm pretty much not getting to see my sweetie at all this week. It sucks. Wednesday I worked 7:30-6:45 at Ukrop's and then went straight to church. Um, today I worked 8:30-1 at Vs then 1:30-9:15 at Ukrop's. Tommorow I'm working 7:30-4 then 5-10:30 (or later...), and then saturday 8-4:30 then 6-10:30 (or later...) at Vs. So.... yeah, busy lil girl.... maybe I'll get to see mike between some of those shifts :) .... On sunday, I'm working in between going to morning and evening church... and then on Vday I'm mworking 12:10. I'm just like... I'm going to need a vacation after all this.... and sadly, I'm not even going to have all the money I need... ~sigh~
I think I'm done bitching now.... I feel a little better.....
1.2.05
Life Doesn't Always Go On...
My grandfather passed away a few days before the new year.
I got a speeding ticket for 91/65.
I have to pay for a lawyer.
I helped pay for damages to my car during the snow/ice storm.
I'm broke.
Um, mike....if my tagboard weren't fucked up... I would reply, but I don't know what you posted...... I love you. :)
28.12.04
Every Encounter
I've had a bad day. I don't want to get into it... maybe some other day. Today, I'm going to set out to disprove myself. This is a letter I don't understand. It shows a side of my father I've never physically seen before. It exists on this paper I hold. He was basically asked to write it for a project I had in school... so don't think it's too sweet. I suppose he meant it, and I suppose it was nice of him. I just can't make it change my opinion of him. Maybe it will yours.
January 6, 2000Dear Stephanie,
My first impression of you started long before you were born. Since your sister was born 3 weeks before her due date and because the doctor told us that the second baby usually comes earlier, we started expecting you 4 weeks before you were actually born. We kept praying and waiting, praying and waiting, and praying and waiting, but still no Stephanie. Finally on the day after your due date, you decided to join us. It seems like even today, we are always waiting on Stephanie. We knew that day that God had blessed us with a very special gift from heaven; that you would have a mind of your own; that you would do things in your own time and at your own speed.
My ambition for you was very simple. It wasn't that you be a doctor or lawyer or even an engineer some day, but that you would be healthy and happy; that you would accept Christ as your own personal Savior at a young ange and some day serve Him faithfully in what area he would call you. My ambitions for you today remains the same along with some new ones; that you would take advantage of the opportunity you have in getting a good education at Landmark Christian School, some day going to a christian college to further your education and some day in the far future meeting the mate that God would have you marry.
My advice to you today would be:
- Seek to put Christ in everything you do
- Treat others like you would want to be treated
- Be thankful for the things and opportunities that are given you
Love you, your dad
9.12.04
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4.12.04
Life Goes On
6.11.04
Another Cold Day
31.10.04
Try Not To Miss Me Too Much
23.10.04
Yay for write-offs IV
Leader of all rebeillion
Originator of uin
Endless hatred from your veins
Wanting to be He who reigns
What a sad creature you've become
Bloody tears when you're sullen
Turn into falmes when provoked
Shot off when your heart is choked
Or feel that false betrayal
You were that one unloyal
The one who started all this
The one who wanted all this
I watched you prowl about the earth
Laughing during a new sin's birth
You though you were so clever
Thinking you'd reign forever
Why don't you give up, sinner
You know who is the "winner"
Don't fool yourself with all this
You won't betray with a kiss
That has already happened
Your plan hasn't strengthened
Go ahead and try defeat
See if you can take the heat
Gather up all your followers
Make them think they are heroes
The end of you will soon come
Isaiah 14:12-19
How art thour fallen from heaven, O Lucifer, son of the morning! how art thou cut down to the ground, which didst weaken the nations!
For thou hast said in thine heart, I will ascend into heaven, I will exalt my throne above the stars of God : I will sit also upon the mount of the congregation in the sides of the north:
I will ascend above the heights of the clouds; I will be like the most High.
Yet thou shalt be brought down to hell, to the sides of the pit.
They that see thee shall narrowly look upon thee, and consider thee, saying, Is this the man that made the earth to tremble, that did shake kingdoms;
That made the world as a wilderness and destroyed the cities thereof; that opened not the house of his prisoners?
All the kings of the nations, even all of them, lie in glory, everyone in his own house.
But thou art cast out of thy grave like an abominable branch, and as the rainment of those that are slain, thrust through with a sword, that go down to the stones of the pit; as a carcase trodden under feet.
22.10.04
Yay for write-offs III
Think about what you have done, are you satisfied
Have you found happiness, know the meaning of joy
You still don't want peace even after My Son died
And you keep trying to convince that they're My toy
Free will's only fault is man's inconsistency
(Why can't they make the right choice)
It's hard to choose between pleasure and decency
(When you're drawn by Satan's voice)
And do you realize, how you've currupted my universe--
How they worship you -- oh, how the have accepted your curse
And do you wish you could change this being who you have become --
An angel who has turned to a demon of insane reason
You are My only regret
You are My saddest angel
You are creator of sin debt
You are the ultimate rebel
And do you live and die for anything but your own gain
Have you tried to carry the burden of another's pain?
And do you care, you will always be defeated
Have you noticed where the Savior's seated?
Do you forsee what was always meant to be
Do you prophesy that which is known a lie
Do you agree whether you will be the key
Do you cry beacuse your chances have passed by?
My heart aches to see you thi way
Doom's the only future you're meant
But for your deceit you must pay
So your failure comes with torment
I've given hope to so many
All you have given comems with pain:
Hate, Heresy, Hypocrisy
My love you won't ever attain
You are the fearful cherubim
You are the beast I'll overthrow
You are the master of all sin
You are prince of an earthly show.
18.10.04
In Loving Memory of Joyce C. Tony P. Charles R.
17.10.04
Yay for write-offs II
Sinner Don't -- Recant to "Please God"
Sinner don't leave again, put up a wall, shun, disobey
I'm still waiting for you to change your mind, love me again
The only reason you'll get close is to lead more astray
Take them, they'll lose hope. If not instrust your demons to mame.
Do you only come back when you're ready to attack
You're face will be bruised black from my one defensive smack
Creating sins my creations could never imagine
Until they learn and create in the same fashion
(gluttony)
Didn't I give you enough, ruler over the heavens
Prerequisite for world rulers, power is easy to intake
You pass this ailment on to man: a line of addiction sins
Destroy all in you path, break promises, love life, intoxicate
Sinner don't need, it will only lead to greed
Give me your burden, I promise you won't lack
Those who learn to stop this disease are a aspecial breed--
The won't bring heaven against me when I turn my back.
(Envy)
Destroyoing your life b/c you don't understand
Thinking your need could never less than other's
Covetting my aptibility, yearning to expand,
Wishing to feel the intimacy of lovers.
And do you want a worthless kingdom like this
To have control of demons in an abyss
(Greed)
Lascivious of the blood of your prey
Desiring for the simple reason of desiring
You can't control the need to disobey
But the unsatisfaction never becomes tiring
Sinner don't need, it will only lead to destruction.
Starve malicious hunger; strive to be holy
Being content is the only way to beat this affliction,
Drive away the evil, be able to stand boldly.
(Pride)
Why do you think your capabilities exceed mine?
I made you strong, beautiful, a sort of oracle
How can you let your qualities overtake your sensful mind
You slipped and fell when so close to your pinacle
And do you honestly think you could ever win
Your black heart is broken and covered in sin
(Sloth)
I knew you would be able to find the easy way out
Always taking the glory while others kept up the slack
You teach man to look at a My great plan as hard work and doubt
I guess there's a special technique to sneaking through the crack
Sinner don't become a slacker, its not the better way
I know you think it's because your mind and body become tired
But you're spirit will be much stronger if you will to stay
It just seems like your youthful fire has been buried.
(Lust)
Numb to malicious appeal, anything can allure
Seeing my final creation's seductive nature
Woman by day, succubus by night, keep far from her
This sensual sin can only addictively mature
And do you see how anyone can give into this sin
How you've perverted the passionate drive I gave to men
(Wrath)
I understand why you are angry
Vengance is Mine, you deserve nothing
Your satisfaction will never be
So just stop all this fighting
So sinner, go ahead and make your choice
The laws of nature will subdue and you will learn
But maybe not, because you won't heed My voice
That's okay, go ahead, soon I will have my turn.
16.10.04
Yay for Write offs
Love Slave -- Recant to Insevire Malus
Watching my beautiful, sinless Son in so much pain,
Knowing that soon I'll have no choice but to turn my back,
His body's covered in blood and mixing with the rain,
From My creation's hateful rage and brutal attack.
Not being able to stand the painful cries of His voice,
I covered my face, drearyness and darkness covered three hours.
The Son of Man suffered on the cross by His own choice,
Denying the angles' and Satan's offered powers.
The weight of sin bringing Me closer to humanity,
Like a virgin tasting her first lustful appeal
I start to understand addiction of profanity,
Giving up My life for this disease is so unreal.
The weight of agony causes My body to sink,
While I know I'll have to rise to take another breath,
Unable to keep thoughts from My need for a drink,
Or how some sinners will reject the gift of My death.
Unable to look upon Him, heaven is somber,
My angles lament and my temple's veil was rent.
Ignorant men realize they killed a Man of honor.
Too late... The Savior's spirit's gone and his body's spent.
The cross is now empty, My will is now complete.
My Son surrendered and He gave up the ghost to sink.
His death doesn't support escape from lies and deceit,
Christ was willing to die, not self as some might think.
The battle between My Beauty and My Son begins.
The obvious conqueror of the keys to Hades will win.
Why else would He suffer with the weight of human sins?
Satan's sole challenge now is to keep his grip on men.
Abba, Father, all things are possible unto thee
Take away this cup from me
Nevertheless, not what I will, but what thou wilt
Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do
Eloi Eloi lam sabachtan
My God, My God, why hast thou forsaken me?
Eloi Eloi lam sabachtan
My God, My God why hast thou forsaken me?
Father, into thy hands I commend my spirit.
It is Finished.