

thankful or "thank you".
a logical statement after eight days of logical teachings, either i didn't learn, or i learned, God knows.
essentially that says that jesus is not a role model, but he is, so can't a person be a role model without making mistakes. and i've made mistakes. am i a role model.
what's my biggest challenge.
righteous vs. truth, bring in morality
a wise man is one who knows that he knows nothing, a man aware of his ignorance, this has been preached for a long time, so is it possible that over time a person could say he's aware of his ignorance when he really isn't and is hence ignorant. where does a person understand that he is ignorant. after searching and searching at a deep level and not finding a sign of that, where does one truly know. it's like a battlefield. all of the enemies on the battlefield are dead. they may think they won, but they don't know what is going on in other battlefields, and they keep searching and find not other battles, but one could be happening in the place they last were. but isn't this actually knowing you don't know in the first place. this is an ongoing circle and to realize that a person can at least look across the circle to the other side because the shape of it is known. knowing that it's a circle a person could even turn around and walk the other direction meeting things new that could have been following him all along. by mixing it up from time to time he's finding out more and more.
pack and circle.
The winners circle.
we've come full circle.
to grr or to rawr, that is the question.
a significant full circle.
restauranting the right way.
say uncle.
pie, wine, and the arctic circle.
I'm confident that I'm shy.
If I was your research project what would your focus be?
Can't avoid the inner circle, maybe I should just get over that.
quite fearful of the inner circle, really.
that was the furthest water spark ever.
i wish my left leg was as flexible as my right.
last year in the US alone people went through...
18 million disposable diapers
enough tires to circle the earth three times
2 billion disposable razors
2.5 miller non-deposit plastic bottles per hour
14 billion catalogs
38 billion pieces of junk mail
the avererage person throws 4.5 pounds of waste away per day
i'm left here, just body, mind, and heart. my soul and spirit have been torn out of me. so the rest, body, heart, and mind are merely left to suffer. perhaps my soul is already in God's hands. and when i sleep i'll dream of it and be at home. this summer everything has been falling down on me. I feel like i'm in the basement of a building that's about to collapse. nobody knows i'm there. i'm trapped. everyone is on the outside watching it come down piece after piece. little do they know is that there's a living being trapped at the bottom. and then this most unfortunate accident. the building crashes down. at some point the building had to come down. i'm buried. soon everyone will be walking away. days later they will come clean the mess. they will come across my dead body. they will now be in shock, in sorrow. this is what it takes. i was telling and screaming for help but nobody was listening. or, perhaps they will never come across my dead body. they will all go on in their lives. they will forget about the life that was once known as bugsy. they will never know the passion and love i had. i'll be a forgotten soul. out of God's beauty and love someday when my lover is old and frail...wrinkles, white hair, slow, fragile...she will be walking to the old stomping grounds, there will be this large red rose growing in the center of it. that was the soul everyone forgot about. the one who died. maybe then through God's grace that will be a chance that i'm remembered. so here i am today. trapped. will anyone hear my voice? will anyone step close to me? will anyone?
i'm in a gas chamber dying. will anyone come turn off the gas? will anyone go out of their way? i cannot turn off the gas, but there is a gun in the room. the pain and suffering will only increase. how long can i wait for someont to hear me? how much longer can i bare these pains. there's the gun, it could be over like that. i refuse to use it. i will suffer until my death. painfully weaping for someone to turn off that gas...or else...i will die. is anyone there? does anyone see my suffering.? anyone?
i'm in a concealed room and the water is rising. ...anyone?
push him out of the circle. he is worthless. let him wither away and die. let him suffer. we don't care about him. we don't care about his love. we don't care about his life. don't let him in. we hear you. but we don't care. the sooner you're gone the better.