King of Beasts / Exodus Into The Unknown

Two recent poems. One by request, for Amanda Kay, and the other just written- a prayer.

First, the requested.
Inspired by The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian the movie.
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So sad, our King of Beasts
We so proud
So sad, our King of Beasts
Waiting, for to answer a humble request
And we've nurtured our vanity
Every craving desire vindicated
The hopes of the King have fallen
And we stand proud
Squabbleing over the scraps
Gathering to ourselves all the nothing we can
Our feeble hopes wishing for stable ground on which to stand
So sad, our King of Beasts
And we so proud
So sad, our Lord of Grace

And we all still believe
We're all standing on our own two feet
We all conceive
And we're all standing on our own two feet
So sad, our King of Beasts
Mourning our great downfall
Proud and blind and deaf
We will all be carried to our graves
Under the weight of standing on our own


And the poem I just wrote. I was reading John Bevere's Drawing Near and it offered an example from Exodus 20:18-21. So I pulled out my Bible and read, and here is what I wrote.
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We stand, witness to the storm
Lightning flash to show a glimpse
The thunder crashed
Deafening as the winds tore down the streets
The great mountain engulfed in smoke

"Be not afraid!
The storm is mighty that we might fear
And stray not from the guided path."

Cower, we the fools
Cower in terror
Having no faith
Terror without fear
At a distance we witness the storm

Draw me near to the darkness that contains you
Draw me near
That I may fear
And be not afraid
Draw me near with a mirror
For your beauty is beyond compare.


And now I have to go get ready to leave for Tallahassee. An hour drive... Two hours time... And ZERO return travel.
We have to be prepared.

The Bigger Picture... Specifically.

I wrote all of this on February 18.

I must apologize.
I am lost somewhere within my head and my thoughts.
I feel like I used to look at a broad and wide open picture of things, but lately I've dug myself in with a microscope and I can't see the forest for the trees.
My mind is so cluttered and there is so much just whizzing past me and by now I can't even grab hold of any of it.
I can't put my thoughts into words.
I can't put my emotions into colors.
I can't put my energy into action.
I feel like there is just so much to be said and done, and it all seems so simple and yet so impossible.

Trying to think that all the strength of a dam may be balanced on a simple stone or twig.
All the functions of a modern car can cease if a tiny microchip malfunctions.
All the operations performed by my body start at a cellular level.

I feel as if I had been reading a book- my life story- and someone came along and shoved my face down against the pages.
I can't see what's going on. I can't understand my own thoughts.

I'm lost.
It seems that the only time I can focus is when I sit down and talk to someone. Then I can piece things together.
But I hardly ever have a chance to sit and talk with anyone.
I think maybe that's what it is.
Maybe my mind has just become so cluttered because I never get anything out of it, maybe it's like a crowded room filled with smoke.

Copeland - I'm Safer On An Airplane 

I think I'm safer in an airplane.
I think I'm safer with my lungs full of smoke.
I thing I'm safer on the jetway
Than a world without hope.

I think I'm safer in an airplane.
I think I'm safer if I run through the streets.
I thing I'm safer on the jetway
Than a world without peace.

I think I'm safer in an airplane.
I think I'm safer in the sky up above.
I thing I'm safer on the jetway
Than a world without love.

I just want God in my life.
I can't wait for the simplicity of having nothing.
I've been packing up my room, and I really like it. The more things disappear, the better I feel. It's freedom.
I feel better when I'm cleaning and packing. But I also feel as if I don't want to do anything else.

Eat Sleep Repeat    By: Copeland Release date: 2007-06-05

The Simple Thought of a Single Valentine

Matthew Shane WAS considering deleting his blog, but then he had a better idea.

I think I'm going to vent and complain about all these people griping and moaning about what they're calling "Single's Awareness Day."
First off, I'm not very fond of supporting mainstream holidays, but worse than someone using a holiday to make themselves a load of money off of the world's predictable "follow the trend" behavior, is someone who is going to take a holiday designed for giving and sharing, and turn it into a selfish pity party.

Now, I'm not generally fond of Valentine's Day for several reasons, but one day it may serve as a perfectly good excuse for me to go overboard in an attempt to show someone how much I love her. Now, sure, it's become entirely too mainstream. I'd bet that the original idea was to think up something romantic and surprise the one you love. The American way of thinking behind this holiday is making me sick in several ways. First, if one is participating in Valentine's Day, a male feels obligated to buy something and do something extra romantic and special, while alternately the female expects extra special treatment and gifts and is actually disappointed when they don't get the special treatment. Next, I'm disgusted by those people who are choosing to make this day all about themselves. This so-called Single's Awareness Day needs to come to and end right now! You want some light shed on why you are single and overly aware of it? You're selfish!!!

Can't we come up with anything better?

I, for one, plan on doing all I can to make people smile. I will hand out paper flowers made from straw wrappers to random people. I don't want to be absorbed by the fact that I'm single, and not particularly enjoying it. I want to absorb myself in an effort to brighten someone else's day. I will be glad that I'm saving money by not having to take a special someone out to dinner, or buy them an overpriced gift. I will be thankful that I'm not stressed out by the drama of not being able to please a girl.

All you selfish singles trying to guilt people into giving you attention should just lock yourselves up in a box. If you're not going to do something productive for society, please at least just leave it be. You don't need to further degrade our society.

Last night a woman brought the movie Superbad into Movie Gallery and said that someone had recommended it as a great movie that her kids would enjoy. I was shocked! The movie, although quite funny, is so vulgar and crude that you find it hard to laugh at all. The woman wanted to exchange it for something else, but we didn't know if we could. We only knew that we could exchange it for the same movie if it were damaged. Those are the rules. Well she just left it there. She didn't want it and said if she couldn't exchange it that we could just sell it again because she simply didn't want it. I didn't blame her. What made the whole thing worse... The woman who had come in right behind her waited until she left to say that it wasn't a bad movie and she let her kids watch it. I was appalled! I wanted to slap her.
And I want to slap all of you selfish singles. You know... With attitudes like that, you deserve to be single and you deserve to be miserable! Things could be so much worse for you.
We Americans are so selfish. It's despicable!


Oh, and by the way... I quit at Waffle House, and I'm back at Movie Gallery part time for the next month and a half. I'll be taking the month of April off because I'm planning on traveling around trying to visit people before I disappear for 17 or 18 months... A long time.
My plans are to visit people in south Florida for about a week, and friends in Jacksonville, and then come back home. I'd really like it if someone could come with me, but in these tight times, I know taking a couple weeks off is tough.
If anyone thinks they'll be able to join me, please let me know. I'd really like to have a travelling buddy.

Well, I've signed my contract, and I ship out for basic training on April 27. I'll be in basic for 8 weeks, and then tech training for... Who knows how long. I'll be in CA for, probably around a year, and then back to Texas for another 12 weeks. I probably won't be finished training until October of next year, and my recruiter isn't sure if I'll even be able to take a weekend off to come back for my sister's wedding... So...
That's that.