Behind every bad guy is a kid thinking he is doing good.
To them the good guys are the bad and the bad are his comerades.
Destroying our enemies does nothing but kill.
Take the words above how you want, it's just somthing to think about.
Friday, November 18, 2011
Thursday, August 18, 2011
Crys from a-far...
As I sit out and watch the amarilo sun set sky I can't help but thank god for putting me here and for thanking him for all he's done for me. A soft breeze blows and carrys on it the crys of a single wild coyote. It sounds so sad, so lonely, but I know it's just the begining... Soon after the call several more join in and a course of wild musical harmony. The eery sound is so scary but so brilliant at the same time.
The sound lasts for a long, heart stopping minute then dies down slowly. The next few minutes sound so quiet, it's even more scary than the sound of the coyotes, it makes me feel alone, lost and scared. like I'm the last liveing thing in the world. slowly, the sound of another coyote rises and I shiver, hateing the soung. Hating the fact I'm surounded by wild animals, by the fact the coyotes are hunting. After awhile lost in the sounds that suround me I start to think what it would be like if I was somwhere else, what sounds I would be hearing. If I was in the city, surely I'd find myself hearing the sounds of the cars and hussle and bussle of people, people trying to get where they need to be, trying to find their way through life. I dislike that thought and push it away almost instently, I never liked living where you could hear your neighbors, where you have less then a acer of land to call home. I start to think about how it would be if I lived across seas, in some mystical land that only adventurers could find, filled with plants and animals I've never seen before, the sounds of odd and exsodic birds in the trees above me or of some mystirous creature brushing past me while I hike I can hear all to well as I think of it. I push that thought aside with the city life one, bother the jungle and the city arn't right for me, insted I let my mind keep wandering. The next place I find myself is in the middle of a war zone, crys from childeren that have lost their mothers and fathers or are covered in burns and other enjorys. The sounds of the fly over bomb dropper alams going off and of the planes' roaring engines as they flew low to the ground, then of the sounds of exsplotions from the bombs they dropped. Then I guess once again... it would be silent...
I shivered as I thought again of the sounds from the childeren and injored people in the war zone.
As I sit out and watch the star-lit sky I can't help but thank god for putting me here and for thanking him for all he's done for me. A soft breeze blows and carrys on it the crys of a single wild coyote, slowly, more join in. And after my thoughts, and nightmares of my mind, I find myself enjoying the wonderful sounds of where I am, the great sounds of life, and the crys from the animals that howl from a-far.
The sound lasts for a long, heart stopping minute then dies down slowly. The next few minutes sound so quiet, it's even more scary than the sound of the coyotes, it makes me feel alone, lost and scared. like I'm the last liveing thing in the world. slowly, the sound of another coyote rises and I shiver, hateing the soung. Hating the fact I'm surounded by wild animals, by the fact the coyotes are hunting. After awhile lost in the sounds that suround me I start to think what it would be like if I was somwhere else, what sounds I would be hearing. If I was in the city, surely I'd find myself hearing the sounds of the cars and hussle and bussle of people, people trying to get where they need to be, trying to find their way through life. I dislike that thought and push it away almost instently, I never liked living where you could hear your neighbors, where you have less then a acer of land to call home. I start to think about how it would be if I lived across seas, in some mystical land that only adventurers could find, filled with plants and animals I've never seen before, the sounds of odd and exsodic birds in the trees above me or of some mystirous creature brushing past me while I hike I can hear all to well as I think of it. I push that thought aside with the city life one, bother the jungle and the city arn't right for me, insted I let my mind keep wandering. The next place I find myself is in the middle of a war zone, crys from childeren that have lost their mothers and fathers or are covered in burns and other enjorys. The sounds of the fly over bomb dropper alams going off and of the planes' roaring engines as they flew low to the ground, then of the sounds of exsplotions from the bombs they dropped. Then I guess once again... it would be silent...
I shivered as I thought again of the sounds from the childeren and injored people in the war zone.
As I sit out and watch the star-lit sky I can't help but thank god for putting me here and for thanking him for all he's done for me. A soft breeze blows and carrys on it the crys of a single wild coyote, slowly, more join in. And after my thoughts, and nightmares of my mind, I find myself enjoying the wonderful sounds of where I am, the great sounds of life, and the crys from the animals that howl from a-far.
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
Day 1: 7/13/11
First Blog-
(First off let me just say how I really don't care how many read this, I'm doing this blog for me and me alone. If you read it and like it, fine, good for you, if not I'm okay with that... )
Bloggin' is easy!
In my opinion blogging is easy, just say anything you want and let your feelings flow.
If you decide you like my blogs but they need more details or if you have any suggestions then please feel free to comment!
In the middle of the movie marathon we decided to watch the mummy, the first one.
With the graphics we have now-a-days this movie looks like child's play, although it is still a good classic.
If you compare it to the new one that came out last year, the newest one has better graphics and the first has a good story line.
(First off let me just say how I really don't care how many read this, I'm doing this blog for me and me alone. If you read it and like it, fine, good for you, if not I'm okay with that... )
Bloggin' is easy!
In my opinion blogging is easy, just say anything you want and let your feelings flow.
If you decide you like my blogs but they need more details or if you have any suggestions then please feel free to comment!
In the middle of the movie marathon we decided to watch the mummy, the first one.
With the graphics we have now-a-days this movie looks like child's play, although it is still a good classic.
If you compare it to the new one that came out last year, the newest one has better graphics and the first has a good story line.
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