Now is the time

The young man walks down the road
doesn't travel very far
and when he reaches the end of the road
he turns and travels back
"I am not ready for what lies ahead
I just need some more time"
So every day he walks that road
and always turns around

Then one day he sees a storm
and thinks "now's the time"
and pushes headlong into the storm
as rain drops and lightning cracks
"What better time to pass this way
it can only get better"
but then the fire of hell came up
to make is soul surrender

Now is the time for bravery
Now is the time for strength.
Now is the time for the heroes
to leave the Golden Gates
Now is the time for man
to stand and prove his worth
We are the change in the world
We are the hope of the earth.

The Last Post for Two Years

Dudes and Dudettes,
The time has come. I am about to embark on a two year LDS mission to the New York, New York North area speaking Spanish. I'm not much good at good-byes so I will simply say God be with you till we meet again.

Jilted Lovers and Broken Hearts

This is a good song...so listen to it.....

The Road Will Never End

What evil comes to me
drifting like rejected dreams
pulling me away
from the brightness of another day
he binds me for lack of faith
just waits for me to fade
and for the darkness of the shade
he is patient in every way

I need a helping hand
I need a listening ear
the darkness comes to me
yet no longer do I fear
Fight back the tears of hope
I thought I lost my grace
but then I saw your eyes
and I knew I had a second chance

There's no one there to help
but wait, here comes the rain
falling like miracles diamonds
washing away the pain
And for the darkness the shade
he will never rise
he's stopped when time goes by
looking in your sapphire eyes

I'm now ready to walk the road
to travel and never fail
I know my master is there
even though he's out of sight, I swear
that I will never lower my voice
I will never stop to rest
I know I must carry on
because the road will never end

Courtesy of J. Golden Kimball

Well.....Could have been worse
could have been a birthday......

To not be a "H8er"

There are things that people don't like, that is inevitable. But at what point does not liking something become "hating" or "being a hater of something"?

Let's take music for example. Someone says, "Hey! I like Johnny Cash!". The person who just doesn't like it as much, may even hate it will only say. "They're not my favorite" Then if asked why they will give their reasons. Now if they're a Hater, they will not only tell you that they don't like him...but they will also give every single reason why they don't and explain that you are a bad person for liking his music.

What it comes down to I suppose is the intensity of the discussion and the intent for hating them.

I can respect your opinion if you have logical reasons for not liking something.....but if your only reason is "It's stupid" or "it sounds dumb" or some other mud slinging phrase.....I might lose my cool......which isn't...cool....

People can have differing opinions of something and still be friends. Me and my brotha Andrew Woodruff have had a heated debate on who would win a fight between Gandalf and Aslan (Me for the mighty lion and him for the mighty wizard), yet we have both agreed to disagree because we realize that we have differing opinions on this subject. Furthermore we also realize that it's kind of ridiculous to argue over.....

For a while I have tried to not be the said "hater". In an attempt to get rid of the hater label that I have acquired on a couple things, I have decided to open my mind to it.

That includes the ridiculous videos of Balloon Shop (which although they are still weird, they now have a special place in my heart), Country Music (don't mind the accent too much now), and the album "Flamingo" by Brandon Flowers (Magdalena is one of my favorite songs now)

I will however forever be a hater of Justin Bieber and other bad music (that includes boy bands and Rebecca Black)

The Man Upon the Road

Look at that man upon the road

His hair all messed and greasy

If he had only been a good man

his life would be quite easy.

His jacket has no sleeves

and his shoes they have no soles

he looks as if he bathed in mud

his tattered shirt has holes

He sits there on the corner

"God Bless" His sign does say

but no one ever notices

so he sits there everyday

Look at the man upon the road

his face is full of shadow

if he had been a better man

his life would not be hollow

but from the crowd, he hears a cry

A child lost and scared

he stands up and walks towards her

his eyes full of hope and care

'Take this coin', he told the girl

'and take it to the phone'

'call your folks and let them know

then they can take you home.'

He then gave the girl his quarter

the only thing he owned

and with a smile he showed her the dial

then went back to his corner home

The parents came and got their daughter

and the man asked for nothing more

he laid his head upon the stone

his blanket damp cardboard.

People asked, why would this man

sacrifice all he owned

to help a child who had lost their way

then return to be alone?

'Judge not that you be not judged'

came the answer to their hearts

'for while this man is strange and gruff

your souls are worlds apart'

'For though you may be happy

and comfortable with life

you do not know of sacrifice

to live beneath the knife'

'For while this man may look of fear

and live upon the street

he has in him a heart of gold

and a spirit kind and sweet.'

'In him is all the good

his soul is bright and fair

he gives what he will not receive

that is hope from one who cares.'

'Who is this man upon the street?

what evil made him fall?

The answer child is nothing

for he is greater than us all. '

Thinking Deep

Have you ever felt deep? Not actually thinking anything deep....you just feel deep. Like the next sentence you say could be quotable and change everybody's life?

It's strange though...when you're in this haze of deep feelingness....you can't actually think of anything deep. All you want to do is sit around.....listen to indie music....and use a lot of ellipses.....

What came first....the color orange....or the fruit orange. Which is named after the other?

Who came up with some words? Like..... avocado......that is a weird word.....

How come little dogs are so yappy.....do they have a Napoleonic complex or something?

What if Han Solo had a Twin?......then he wouldn't be solo.....

What if you traveled someplace 30 miles away and were traveling 30 mph....but got there in 55 min?

What if police dogs were chihuahuas?

Finals

Finals
they wipe your mind