we cannot change the cards we are dealt,
just how we play the hand.
Monday, August 31, 2009
8:31 PM
Performer
twenty five years on stage.
it had been a colourful journey, sometimes on stage for the right reasons that would make his mum glow. first in class for a couple of years, first in cohort too for a wee bit. you never knew did you.
but of course, sometimes for the wrong reasons, for the cane and for the spank. three layers of underwear padded with sheets of toilet roll. you knew it didn't you.
and yes, there were times that weren't right or wrong. like crying at prom night or dancing to the beat of the balls.
in a few months, the performer would cease performing. the curtain would fall for the last time, and he would have to make the choice of exiting left or right. each exit would open a new door, and it would have been the first time the performer was off-stage. no more masks of make-believe, no more spotlights of attention, just a plain walk down the park.
and this irks the performer. not the scary plain walk. but because he is undecided between left, or right.
the voices in my head-
Saturday, August 15, 2009
2:20 AM
Stake
i know there is so much at stake, but i know not what.
the voices in my head-
i love my girl. a love so beautiful, symmetrical, tangible
God loves me. a love so great, unconditional, real.
my life in a nutshell. working towards loves of sorts. beautiful, symmetrical, tangible, great, unconditional and real.
a page, deliberately left blank.
Love is patient, love is kind.
It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.
It is not rude, it is not self-seeking.
It is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.
Love does not delight in evil, but rejoices with the truth.
It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
Love never fails.
I Corinthians 13:4-8
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