Saturday, June 26, 2010

The room I want the most

"A room with red carpet, lined with gold designs all over it.

There is no walls, trust me bro. The walls have to be shelves. Millions of them! And they must have books on them. I don't care what books, it can be any book for all I care. It just needs to have books.

Then there needs to be a fireplace, right, a fireplace made out of white marble. And there has to be a handsome fire with like, proper firewood, no coals no electrical fire stuff.

Then infront of the fire, there absolutely has to be these two high back chairs, you know the really comfy types like the ones you see in moves that they have around fireplace.

Then I'll walk up to the chair and sit down, facing the fire at a diagonal angle. And God will be there. God's gonna sit there on the other chair.

I'll look him in the eyes and I'll ask him...

'Why do you love us so much?' "

"But we already know the answer!" said Martin and Addis.

"No matter what the other Christians tell me, I'll never be satisfied with the answer. I want to hear it from God himself, I want to ask him all the questions that I have in mind and I believe I will be satisfied with all of his answers."

Silence.

"That's deep bro."

"That's just how I roll baby."

Sunday, June 6, 2010

I tried to love you as a friend, but the distance between us is like an abyss in the Eye of Terror.

I tried to save this friendship, but it hit a rockwall, dead on.

Maybe I should just ignore you.

As a matter of fact, I believe that is the only way to get you out of my life and my mind.

My anger has gripped my heart in it's clutches. It tantalizes my soul.