Sleep is NOT over-rated

can't sleep - roll over
roll back - mind sobers
tomorrow drones on and on and on
in my head as the minute hand takes on
the form of a man who is torturing me
like a rattling fan or a faucet that leaks
closing my eyes but my mind can't be closed
thinking about how fast eight hours goes

Posting images as background on Blogger

So, does anyone know how to post an image as a background for Blogger?

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Never mind. I just figured it out. I was working on it all afternoon yesterday, and I sat down today and figured it out in the first 15min. Sometimes you just need a fresh pair of eyes.

My first cd

For all of you who are wondering (and read my blog) or have heard the rumors, my cd is done. If you would like a copy please let me know. If you have a place for me to play my stuff, let me know too ;)

Moving in the room

You are

You just
are

And you're moving in the room
Beauty is moving
And I am crying in the center
At my table
Spiritual experience is not dead
Though You are rare

Je-sus, Je-sus, Je-sus, Jesus

Iridescent illuminator of the world
King of the vast delta of my emotions

Stay forever

i am four walls

i am four walls
and a flat ceiling
my walls are perpendicular
to my ceiling
and my fixed floor
vertical lines running in perfect symmetry

i am solid
come in...with permission
interrupt...at my leisure

i am decorated
symmetrical 2-D boxes
propped by straight nails
tilt if you dare

i am four walls
i am in control


This is taking my natural personality to an extreme. If I had not and do not continue to allow God to change me as a person, this could be what my life looks like. I like straight lines; I like order; and sometimes I like them at the expense of other things - other more important things - like people.

This also, somewhat accurately, describes the office I work in every day...

the phenomenon of trendy clothing stores

yesterday i walked into new york and a company of strangers greeted me with appraising stares. the gap between myself and them was subtly expressed by their glance from my mid-section to the clothing rack. the abercrombies and the fitches of the place had never encountered this gauntlet of glances. khakis zeros and ones graced the hips of those americans with eagle eyes fixed on me. jeans fashioned old and navy-colored taunted me from thin shelves. i didn't belong here; apparently i would have to go elsewhere to find the place where trend and reality coincide.

For those of you who are wondering, I am not bitter about these trendy stores, or the fact that their sizes do not fit most normal women. I am simply stating one of the ironies of life: we tend to live in extremes (trend and unreality vs. out-of-date and reality). This affects more areas of our lives than clothes-shopping. Trendiness is not just for the ones who can fit into the size 2 jeans. Up-to-dateness is not just for the young. I'm not saying that everyone needs to be "trendy" per se, but I might be saying that everyone needs to be up-to-date. I haven't decided yet. Trends can tell you something about culture. We need to pay attention to trends. Sometimes trends are more than wanting to change a few standards. Sometimes trends are a complete change in worldview.

Blow up the credit card companies

Re-set the debt to zero
Re-make the man - a hero
All you girls in twill pants and ties
Stand in your rows and sing "open the eyes..."

Fight for your backgrounds
The sports car? The mountains?
Waving white flags for
Your anger, your justice

The plastic Gucci [man].