anatomy of honest thought.

light still shines on the darkest days

i think im going to start journaling again.  its been years for me, but thinking about it…  when i’m 80 years old, married or widowed, there’s going to be that fear of what did i do with my life?  i know my memory won’t be the same, but pen and paper never lie. 

well, that’s the hope anyway.  id rather journal down my experiences cause one day…

even the bad ones will be precious to me.

a n d

there u go, fighting another one.  of course, you win.  and u fight, and u win again.  and u keep fighting, and u keep winning, you’ve won every battle you’ve ever fought.

until you’re only a shadow

of the man

you use to be.

im just a misunderstood person,

that asks complicated questions,

in search of simple answers.

i believe the people with the ability to deny self-gratification are the people who are truly focused.  

Everything I’ve learned from the little success I’ve ever acquired is that 

IT

TAKES

FOCUS.

“half the population just waiting to see me fail,
yeah right you better off trying to freeze hell.”

old high school pic… lol

old high school pic… lol

monsters and men.

We can’t have peace without doing what’s right.  
We can’t do what’s right without wisdom.  
and we can’t have wisdom without humility.  

if i was ever humbled, it was from realizing what love can conquer. 

yep.

If we ever start losing our way, we just gotta remember where we’re from. 

dont let fear guide your actions.

..

I don’t need the faith of a giant. 

I need the faith of a young boy. Made humble, and given understanding that I’m not strong by myself, but with God, I can take down Goliath.