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Lord, keep my focus on You

sometimes i live my life just as You've planned
other times i struggle to obey Your commands
choices i make each day determine if i'll obey
and follow You, trusting You
guide me i pray

Lord, keep my focus on You each day
though i am tempted to go my own way
help me to trust in You
to live my life to honour You
Lord, keep my focus on You

trials surround me Lord, i cry in despair
though i know You're with me and You hear every prayer
open my eyes to see that You know what's best for me
You're ever near, calm my fear, this is my plea

Lord, keep my focus on You each day
though i am tempted to go my own way
help me to trust in You
to live my life to honour You
Lord, keep my focus on You

humbly i follow You, sharing Your Word
praising You, Lord Jesus for Your love unreserved
guide me to do Your Will, to lead those in darkness still
a shining light, burning bright, Your plan fulfill

Lord, keep my focus on You each day
though i am tempted to go my own way
help me to trust in You
to live my life to honour You
Lord, keep my focus on You
Lord, keep my focus on You



I SHOULD STOP PROCRASTINATING AND ACTUALLY START DOING ALL THE NONSENSE I SHOULD BE DOING.
RAHH.

what a thought on the day before my birthday
>.<

i should be celebrating!

as purple clouds of nostalgia float past;

i need gummy bears):

and blogger's being a bitch again
bitchy blogger
ha! alliteration

i do not make much sense anymore

i think it has something to do with fattening food, sleep, boredom and the rapid decline into becoming even more jaded.

even that didn't make sense.

and if you read right through my earlier post, i applaud you.

self entertainment is one of the highest art forms of popular art (which by itself is a flawed argument as high art does not consist of pop art so does pop art consist of high art?) whereby the individual has managed to derive amusement (note diction used) from his/her own comments which are most unfunny which is an allusion to black comedy (though there is no hints of blackness in this case but it's okay since intertextuality never fails to impress which once again leads one to wonder if this so called allusion exists since isn't the crux of black comedy it's blackness thus if it's crux has been removed can it still be alluded to?)

comment.

i passed physics.

pop the champagne! (x








a single flower - pure, white, untouched -
drawing life from
a glass of water:

green, fleshy stem, cool, round, clear glass.
and water,
cool, clear, and with that slightly bitter taste that accompanies all flowers -
sweetness of scent mingled with that slight bitterness on the
tip of the tongue.

a trickle of red.
thick, sticky liquid
moving down the glass
staining the clarity, the purity, the light.

mixing.
a swirl,
pink plume of flame, passion, rage,
it travelled.

DEFY!
yet motion continued, a never ending cycle,
movement of water molecules bombarded by yet more water molecules.
like the tipping over of a wine glass,
the stain spread
over the cream linen tablecloth.

DEFY!
and so they did,
working hard against gravity, hydrostatic pressure aiding the ardous upward flow.
up, up, up! but not quite
away.

DEFY!

pink plume of flame, passion, rage,
spread out against the white, purity of the single flower.
veins of colour, stark against the green and white
of the subtly ending life.



finally blogger isn't being a bitch and allows me to upload pics

anyway asdfghjkl!
i can't remember the stupid flaubert quote
and i feel so lost without it
rahh

i want to fly
or dance
or paint
or travel

anything really
as long as i'm not me

steal me away
please

and blogger is being irritating and refuses to let me upload pics
rahh