Perfection isnt planned - me

It happens - Dominique (just never swallow the hubbly. It burns)

At a braai at her place with Marcell, Hein and Henk

Id listen to the house breathing as everybody slept - the curious case of benjamin button

"Candice can lead by example, I'll lead by fear."
- me, on how I will handle the position of subwarden

a cold heart is a dead heart - blade 1

you have a choice. we all seek happiness, yet fear pain. understanding that pain is inevitable is the first real step to true happiness -AM

"each day is a gift, not a given right" - nickelback, If Today Was Your Last Day




My best friend gave me
The best advice
He said each day's a gift
And not a given right
Leave no stone unturned
Leave your fears behind
And try to take
The path less traveled by
That first step you take
Is the longest stride

If today was your last day
And tomorrow was too late
Could you say goodbye to yesterday?
Would you live each moment like your last?
Leave old pictures in the past
Donate every dime you have?
If today was your last day
If today was your last day

Against the grain
Should be a way of life
What's worth the prize
Is always worth the fight
Every second counts 'cause there's no second try,
So live like you'll Never live it twice
Don't take the free ride
In your own life

If today was your last day
And tomorrow was too late
Could you say goodbye to yesterday?
Would you live each moment like your last?
Leave old pictures in the past
Donate every dime you have?
Would you call old friends you never see?
Reminisce of memories
Would you forgive your enemies?
Would you find that one you're dreamin' of
Swear up and down to God above
That you finally fall in love
If today was your last day

If today was your last day...
Would you make your mark
By mending a broken heart?
You know it's never too late
To shoot for the stars,
Regardless of who you are
So do whatever it takes'cause you can't rewind
A moment in this life
Let nothin' stand in your way'cause the hands of time
Are never on your side

If today was your last day
And tomorrow was too late,
Could you say goodbye to yesterday?

Would you live each moment like your last?
Leave old pictures in the past
Donate every dime you have?
Would you call old friends you never see?
Reminisce of memories
Would you forgive your enemies?
Would you find that one you're dreamin' of
Swear up and down to God above
That you finally fall in love
If today was your last day

iv gotta forget the trivial stuff so that i can remember the pointless stuff - am

“Nostalgia is like a grammar lesson: You find the present tense and the past perfect” - anonymous

the middle carries you through....

story idea:

the figment

paralell universe idea. what if paralell worlds could exist in your mind? what if you were just a figment of someone's imagination and become aware of it and tried to escape the person's mind and enter the real world.

that idea will make a stupid idea feel good about itself

[pushing dasies, ep1.8]

sometimes a crime of passion is not realising the passion in time,

while other times its not seeing the world as it is

[from pushing daisies tv series, ep 8: bitter sweet]

little fingers reached up
like catepillars
round and fat
aglow with prefection's unconscious ionnocence





rain of tears and warmth of love
stirred flutterings of spirit

"i wanted to reach deep into the depths of her,
to brush my fingertips across her soul before the austere ministrations of a vacillating neon god that knew not whether to curse nor bless:
the soft caress of skin on flesh" - Ugen vos

breathing and heaving
and seething and sighing
a roaring monster
giving brith to life
and a sovreign beauty
taking it.

foaming white horses
lay claim to the land
charging and receiding
and conquiring and retreating,
it draws into itself again.

let me close my eyes,
and drown in your heartbeat;
feel the rush
from the brush of your skin.
breathing in your words,
sighing out my love,
while whispers of eternity wind round me
like a vine in spring
whose vivid buds bloom and fade,
and bloom again

Corrie Ten Boom in her excellent book "Tramp for the Lord" tells of a time when some close Christian friends hurt her. Forgiveness was hard; it took time. Finally, it happened and she was able to move on.

Many years later, she was now past eighty years old, a friend paid Corrie a visit. As the two of them sat in her tiny apartment in Holland, he asked about those people who years earlier had taken advantage of her.

"It is nothing," Corrie said, "It is all forgiven."

Then she continued, "They say there is nothing to forgive! They deny it every happened. No matter what they say, though, I can prove they were wrong."

I want to continue the story now using Corrie's own words: I went eagerly to my desk. "See, I have it in black and white! I saved all their letters and I can show you where...."

My friend slipped his arm through mine and gently closed the drawer. "Corrie! Aren't you the one whose sins are at the bottom of the sea? Yet are the sins of your friends etched in black and white?"

For an astonishing moment I could not find my voice. "Lord," I whispered at last, "who takes all my sins away, forgive me for preserving all these years the evidence against others! Give me grace to burn all the blacks and whites as a sweet-smelling sacrifice to your glory."

I did not go to sleep that night until I had gone through my desk and pulled out those letters--curling now with age--and fed them all into (the fire.)

"Forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us." In the ashes of those letters I was seeing yet another facet of His mercy...."

She went on to write, "Forgiveness is the key which unlocks the door of resentment and the handcuffs of hatred. It breaks the chains of bitterness and the shackles of selfishness."
1 Corinthians 13:5 simply notes that love "keeps no record of wrongs suffered."

If you want to truly and completely forgive, drop the matter. Let it go !

a genuine bitch can be nothing but fake -AM

there's something very special about falling asleep next to someone and being comfortable with it. - Mom

id rather stand to lose everything, than have nothing to loose - AM (?)

FOR QUITTING, you have always. FOR CONTINUING, just today.

Three years worth of blood, sweat and tears? I'd stay through and finish it.

Omnis Septum as I say.

It's a personal motto. It means at all cost. It's time to finish what you started.

a Storm:
to one, mystery.
to another, misery.

But when the clouds subside, for subside they must, the Star comes out.

"I'm not the destination, just a trip along the way"
If life were a journey, what would our destination be? Do we ever arrive? Or is it like a never ending role playing game, jam packed with unending side-quests that add to our general life experience, without which the 'game' would be incomplete, yet unessential nonetheless

"Love is meant to be a self-giving action, not a self-centered emotion"

-introduction to Song of Songs foe the Student's life application Bible-

"when all else fails, give thanks for the boys in your life. if there are none, then all really has failed" - AM

10, 3, 5, 7, 1, 2, 4, 6, 9, 8......
my first radio recording.

Lauren said I have a cool recording voice. kiffness.

"not a hole i dont dive into, not a wall i dont run through. screw the easy way, trying too hard is more fun. and if you dont want to, its not worth it".

Uuuum..... yea.
(or not)

In writing yesterday, Anton said this. Bianca wrote it down, and I thought that doing that is just such a kiff idea: people often say quirky little things that we then forget about. but as a writer, you need to be able to emulate that kind of natural spontaiety. perhaps the first step in getting that right is taking note of those random moments:


"for everything i say, the opposite applies"

Do it now
You know you are
You feel it in your heart
And your burning and wishin

At 1st wait, it won't be on a plate
Your gonna work for it harder and harder
And I know cause I've been there before
Knockin on door with rejection (rejection)
And you'll see cause if it's ment to be
Nothing can compare to deserving your dream

[Chorus]
It's amazing it's amazing all that you can do
It's amazing it makes my heart sing
Now it's up to you

Pactents now frustration in the air
And people who don't care
Well it's gonna get you down
And you'll fall (fall)
Yes you will hit a wall
Get back up on your feet
And you'll be stronger and smarter

And I know I've been there before
Knockin on door wont take no for an answer
And you'll see cause if it's ment to be
Nothing can compare to deserving your dream

[Chorus]
It's amazing it's amazing all that you can do
It's amazing it makes my heart sing
Now it's up to you

Ooo-ooo-ooo
[electric voice]

It's amazing it's amazing all that you can do
It's amazing it makes my heart sing
Now it's up to you

It's amazing it's amazing all that you can do
It's amazing it makes my heart sing
Now it's up to you
Ahh-ahh-ahh