Saturday, May 17, 2008

Sun slash Rain

Its dark again. Raining actually, so its not too dark, it is wet. What will happen when the light comes again and dries the rain? Do I like the rain? Do I like the light? I love them both. Do they contradict each other? I hope not, I hope that this moment in time, when the world is not as it should be, will not carry forever. In conjunction with the rain and sun contradiction. I hope that when the world is as it should be, and this will happen, the sun and rain can coexist. That would be nice.


The place for the poems and the intrigue of a man's fight to end slavery, big and small.


All written in this place is for me. I have a deep longing to share everything. To never hold any thought for myself. If you stumble upon this and enjoy, I'm glad. If you stumble upon this and dislike, I'm sorry.


His purpose was to save us not from pain and suffering, but from meaninglessness. -Erwin Raphael McManus

Some want to live within the sound of church or chapel bell; I want to run a rescue shop within a yard of hell. -C.T. Studd

Religion exists not because God loves too little, but because we need love so much. In the end, all religions misrepresent God. They either dictate requirements for love or simply become a requiem for love. -Erwin Raphael McManus