So Summer is here.............. and I think it has been almost two months since I did anything on this blog ^_^ oops. I can always say that I was too busy, and in truth I have been very busy, but it is no excuse to say that I chose video games over lovely art or constructive writing.

Despite all of life and a busy schedule I have finally hit a small level of inspiration. ^_^ A few days ago I had an interesting dream, now this wasn't a normal dream (flying and the like being "Normal") instead I followed around two people who were like characters in a play, as my dream went on I realized that I was basically watching a musical in my head complete with wonderful sing and dance numbers, the whole plot was a murder mystery, since I enjoyed it so much and the singing was wonderful I am deciding to write it into a script form, the only problem is I'm not quite sure how to write a script of this length and am relying heavily upon my Shakespeare school books.

All in all I have determined that, I'm crazy, I don't know anybody else who hears singing in their dreams when they themselves are not capable of the singing that they hear. but since it has given me a nice little writing project I'm all for it. ^_^

The Color of Black and White

I am very tired as I write this, it will probably be very incoherent and odd.....I just want to write.
My little sister melody had her blessing sevice tonight, many blessings and kind words were heaped upon her life. I liked the dress I wore. ^_^ I think I will put up another poem. I think it will describe my blogs title.

The Color of Black and White

You speak and I listen, I hear the sounds you make. Why do you see everything as grey?
Are you blind to the atmoshpere? Has the colors mixed so throughly that it clouds your mind? I see in black and white. This is that, and that is this, a Rose will always be a Rose, and I will never ignore the thorns. I am color blind, I see in black and white, they run together in an itricate lace, but they will retain thier pigments, there is no room for grey in the great dance of black and white.

^_^

Hello ^_^
This is an old poem/song that I wrote and I was talking to some good friends today ^_^ and realized I have not put anything new on this blog in a long while, so here is something new ^_^ these same friends also brought it to my attention though I have thought of it before that it is dangerous to put my poem and short stories where just about any one can steal them. i don't want that to happen but for the moment all I can do is say that I have everything at home in a note book and it is dated ^_^ everything I put on here belongs to me.

Looking For Hope.

whispers running in my blood,telling all the things they aught and should.
little whispers streaming forth, stealing wings and breaking hearts.

have you ever lost your way? in the storm amidst the rain? looking for the only hope, in the storm amidst the rain? so bring on the night, with stars that shine so bright.
hateful glances lancing through your heart. amidst the rain against the storm looking for your only hope.

silver moonlight. little sun bright. we are running for our lives. within fire, within flood.
lift our wings for the last time and fight this battle that steals our lives, hearts, souls.
broken pieces of a sword, worthless meaningless hope shattered upon unshakable stone.

have you ever lost your way? in the storm amidst the rain? looking for the only hope, in the storm amidst the rain? so bring on the night, with stars that shine so bright.
hateful glances lancing through your heart. amidst the rain against the storm looking for your only hope.

dead eyes and cold hands, reaching toward the little land.
toward the hearts of the young inside and out, beyond the sun.
screams darken night and chilling cries declare another dawn stained with blood of Innocent's and young.
little heart resides in a broke down palace sleeping over the sky.
little heart prays for the rest of its numbered days.

have you ever lost your way? in the storm amidst the rain? looking for the only hope, in the storm amidst the rain? so bring on the night, with stars that shine so bright.
hateful glances lancing through your heart. amidst the rain against the storm looking for your only hope. There is a hope that will never die. There is a spring that gives true life.

This is the last part of the Story ^_^ hopefully, I want to clarify something quickly, my mom said this and brought it to my attention, The "Friend" in my story is not gender confused, I simple did not want it to seem like the dream world or whatever was limited to a certain gender (in other words I didn't want it to be a girl and I didn't want it to be a guy, and couldn't decide which), this will make more sense at the end of the story ^_^


My Friend continued her sad tale, saying, "I was in the darkest part of my soul that I could ever get, the only thing that I had ever wanted to do, create thing, I couldn't. And so it was while I was in this pit that I asked for help, and who better to help me then the one who created me, the master creator, who had shaped and molded all things into being, I had thought that when I went before him he would scorn my tries to mimic his artistry, I thought that he might look at me with disgust. And so I went before him, the creator, and he smiled at and he took me by the hand and led me through out his world, he showed me all the creative things that people had made and his joy that his children showed such creativity and design, he told me that all the people who had asked him for help he had given to them ten fold, I expected him to do the same." His smile was radiant as she looked around at the world. "He did better than just helping me, he gave me this whole world and he gave me the tools to build and shape it how I wanted, he gave me ideas and solutions that I had never thought of before. But you see the Creator not only gave me a world created anew, he changed me, he created me anew, the Creator fixed my broken soul and gave me a new one, his only son died so that my soul could be made new. All of my scars are gone, all of my mistakes have been wiped away." Her gentle eyes saw my tears and skepticism, and he gave me a hug and whispered, "I have shown you all of this that you might be able to see from my life that the creator is real and he can heal your scars, your sin is not too great that he can not make you new,"
And she raised his arms to the sky and sang in a voice clear as crystal, " I no longer have to hide behind my sins and failed attempts,I am forgiven, I am healed, I have been made whole."

Now to finish the "short story" ^_^ I hope you guys liked what you read ^_^


And from this tower of pure white I saw all the my friend had created, every stream that flowed to a river and every river that flowed to the ocean, I saw that what she had created was without blemish, it was without flaw.
He turned to me and said, "Look at my world, my life, my heart, my dreams, this is what I was created to do, I was created to create." She paused and surveyed his dreams before looking deeply into my eyes, and she continued to speak never breaking his intense gaze, "I am flawed, I failed time and time again, I am of a sinful nature, I can not tell you how many attempts I had trying to create something simply beautiful, because of my sin, my flaws, every thing I touched was marred and broken, I had failed before I even began to create, I did not create this place."
The question in my face was all the words that I needed to speak. a soft expression graced her face, and he began to explain what my mind could not comprehend. "I had finally resigned myself to believe that something that is broken will never be able to create something that is perfect and whole, it just can not be done, I had discovered that it is one of the only impossibilities that this world will offer."


................ (announcers voice) SO TUNE IN NEXT TIME KIDS TO HERE JIM BOB AND WALLY'S ADVENTURES IN THE WONDERFUL WOODS ^_^ (sorry dad ^_^)

I want to put one of my poems up here ^_^ it is a short story in reality but I kinda like to think of myself as a poetic person and the fact that I can't seem to write a full story only multiple short stories irks me. ^_^ here it is. I don't quite have a name that I like so just read it and take it as is. (the only real reason I am putting this up here is because I don't know what else to write and if I do this for school credit then I have to write something. ^_^ ) it is a long short story ^_^ so I will put it into three post over several days ^_^

While walking in a dream I thought was my own a dear friend came and spoke to me, her voice was soft and sweet, he asked me to take a walk with her in his dreams, she took my hand and spoke of the beauty of dreams, deeper and deeper he took me in a land of graceful rivers and streams that sang, a land of green hills and glorious mountains. This was my friends dream.
My eyes saw what my friend had created, and my eyes saw the three strong towers that she had built with mighty white stone standing among a field of glass flowers of every color and glistening white snow, and gracing the crowns of the towers were each a different colored balcony with ornate glass that twisted and twined its way to the foot of the towers like living roses.
He took me to the tallest tower that stood in the middle of the other two, its crown was white and royal blue, from the top of this tower my friends whole world could be seen, her whole life was laid bare before me, every mistake he had made, every tear she had cried, every moment whether happy or sad became known to me, his darkest secrets, her greatest ambitions, all of his broken dreams, all of this bare in the sunlight, and I saw what was most ugly and sinful in this world of dreams, and what was ugly and sinful lay beside majestic mountains and calm prairies.
to be continued ^_^

And that was really long ^_^ please comment and tell me if you like it ^_^ I will finish it up later....I feel like the old TV announcer ^_^ Tune in Next time to See what Superman and His superfriends will do ^_^ lol

A little minor detail that about my life....or really my bother Micah's life ^_^ his dog is not named sally like I formerly posted, Micah changed her name to Sandy ^_^ she is a really sweet dog, I can not think of a better inside dog then her.
For those who do not know, my sister Jessica is currently living in Colorado Springs, Co. I don't know if anybody has read this yet but I miss my sister and would like to send out a prayer request for my sister who I am sure misses my family and her friends here. :( I love you lots sister and am praying that you get a job.
Also my brother David is starting the baseball season as a manager for UAB, ^_^ I'm so glad that he is having the opportunity to be apart of a team whether he plays on the field or not.
Now that I have updated on my family by telling a few things that are going on, I have filled my quota of having a family blog ^_^

So I realized the other day that a clean room is healthier for the mind, but not just a clean room any room that hides clutter can suffice ^_^ ....... also I found that cats like clean spaces that are raised off the ground......I do not like my cat sitting on my dresser ^_^ but she loves it.