About me:
Music. Indie films. Cloves. Rain. The moon. The stars. The beach. Playing music. Love. Carmel Frappacino. Walking. Orange Fanta. Friends. Photography (Nikon D40). Poetry. Writing. Singing. Playing. Being a kid. Being an adult. Not knowing what I am. Traveling. Meeting new people. Meeting old friends. The stage. Finding beauty and influence in all things. Loving life.
These things are part of me, but they are not me.
"In trying we succeed, even if we fail"
"The beauty of love is that it cannot be earned. Love is not about someone deserving someone else. Love is a gift. Love is so glorious, that if it was something that had to be earned, none of us would ever know it."
I say these things, but it is not all I have to say.
I am more than words.
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"So, now a quick thought for songwriters. Not from me, but something I came across from Bono of U2. Speaking on songwriting he said "You can have 1000 ideas, but unless you capture an emotion, it's an essay." What a great thought. It can be so easy to generate ideas for songs - and put some kind of theme together. But if it's merely a cerebral exercise it may only take us so far. Truth-based songs will always resonate to some degree, but taking it further, if that truth is delivered with passion, purpose and emotion it will be even more compelling. When writing a worship song we're not just trying to give people some information. We're trying to convey the awe-inspiring wonders of Jesus, and describing how our hearts, minds and souls respond when faced with these things. Just take a look at the Psalms - these songs are full of passion and emotion - poured out in the most full-on adoration, intercession and praise you'll ever come across. They are built on truth, and oozing with emotion. So there you go - a tiny little thought on songwriting, courtesy of Bono."
Matt Redman/Bono
Who I'd like to meet:
"The Anthill Ashes" by Akiane
When life lies down
on the song of a bird
The resurrection
returns my name
And I break
the brakes of senses
To taste
the steady pain
My cross is nailed
into me
I pity the fingers
that scourge my face
The minutes
hurry the hours
The hours
hurry the days
The loyal faces
approach
And run along
with every summer
Beside the flooded feet
of love
The hardened lives
are turning numb
Between my feet
against the wind
My words will cascade
through the strife
But if inside my eyes
you see the flying geese
The ropes will pause
the next worn life
The seasoned time
has buried signs
And swings like a branch
above a lost sandal
I step inside
the ant hill ashes
Becoming new
and larger ant hill
"I love those shoes. Really? The same way i love my wife?
What's up with the word "love"? It doesn't have much
meaning when we use it so loosely. Maybe we don't
really get it. Maybe we don't understand what
real love is. What it involves to really love somebody.
What it means to give yourself to someone else.
We mistake things like friendship, commitment, or lust for love,
but God wired us a certain way to experience
all that love was really meant to be.
Not to hold us back or make us miss out on the best
that life has to offer. God created love, and
wants us to feel it all in the way it's meant to be
felt"
- Rob Bell
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