Friday, 27. February 2009, 11:59:49
writings, listen, poem
Another forgotten selection from my "Writings" folder..Goin’ ‘round and ‘round
Caged and yet uncaged
Can’t seem to sit still long enough to hear
It’s not by works
Not by brains
That I’m needing to bend Your ear
The words of Ginny’s song(1)
Keep cutting my emotions
It all seems purely fear
Yet each new day arises
Stopping not for me
A kind of hope down here?
And what if my dreams
Fall apart at Your feet
That You rightfully claim vict’ry?
Then what can I do?
Where do I go?
Just let me know You’re near
I’m breakin’ down
So there’s no pride
It’s takin’ how many years?
What’s that like:
A heart wholly broken
So only praise to You is clear?
You quiet me
As I write this
Bring my soul oh, so near..
Ready to listen
(1) “I Am Nothing” from the album
Without Condition (Rocketown Records)
(see all lyrics at
http://www.christianlyricsonline.com/artists/ginny-owens/i-am-nothing.html )
Friday, 27. February 2009, 11:53:32
star wars, humour, redneck, writings
Sometimes I rummage through my "Writings" folder and find something I totally forgot and where I forgot it from. Enjoy.
You ever uttered the phrase, “May the force be with y'all.”
Your Jedi robe is camouflage.
You have ever used the force in conjunction with fishing/bowling.
You have ever used your light sabre to open a bottle of Boone's Farm Strawberry Hill.
At least one wing of your X-wing is primer colored.
You have bantha horns on the front of your landspeeder.
You describe the taste of an Ewok as “jus' like chicken.”
You have ever had a B-wing up on blocks in your yard.
The worst part of spending time on planet Dagobah is “them dadgum skeeters.”
Wookies are offended by your B.O. (body odor)
You have ever used the force to get yourself another Coke so you wouldn't have to wait for a commercial.
Your father has ever said to you, “Shoot, son, come on over to the dark side...it'll be a hoot!”
You have ever had your R-2 unit use its self-defense electro-shock thingy to get the barbecue grill to light.
You have a confederate flag painted on your flight helmet.
You have the doors of your X-wing welded shut and you have to get in through the window.
You have a cousin who bears a strong resemblance to Chewbacca.
In your opinion, that Cee-Threepio fellow “just ain't right.”
You suggested that they outfit the Millennium Falcon with a Lazy-Boy recliner.