Tuesday, April 28, 2009

thoughts

Sometimes weakest, self-hatred part of self has the most blessing meaning.

Thursday, April 23, 2009

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Sunday, April 5, 2009

I like this quote..that's true regardless

Ephesians 2:8,9: For by grace you have been saved through faith, and that not of yourselves; it is the gift of God, not of works, lest anyone should boast.

Saturday, March 14, 2009

My favorite poetry of the day

This poetry appears in the movie "Vanity Fair".

Now sleeps the crimson petal, now the white;
Nor waves the cypress in the palace walk;
Nor winks the gold fin in the porphyry font:
The firefly wakens: waken thou with me.
Now droops the milkwhite peacock like a ghost,
And like a ghost she glimmers
on to me.
Now lies the Earth all Danae to the stars,
And all thy heart lies open unto me.
Now slides the silent meteor on,
and leaves A shining furrow,
as thy thoughts in me.
Now folds the lily all her sweetness up,
And slips into the bosom of the lake:
So fold thyself, my dearest, thou,
and slip Into my bosom and be lost in me.
by Alfred Tennyson

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Rough Reica Reel in Progress

First Rough Reica Reel...