Phases

I’m losing my religion

I think I might worship the moon

I can see it

Though moody and changing

II know it phases

With you God, I feel us drifting

Have I truly experienced you, do I know you?

Do i see you?

Institutions, corruption, hatred, insurrection

Inquisitions, deception, jihad, perceptions

God I love you and now I can say I’ve seen your face through the rain

And I felt your steady hand in the quake

You never let my spirt break

And though I may be moody and changing

You know its a phase and you love me regardless

I may have lost my religion and my denomination

But I don’t want to be slave on a plantation

My God is free and not in a box

So God liberate me

Beyonce Need I Say More

I can't wait for the Beyonce special tonight!

Project Fitness

So I want to lose weight, that is the new area in my life I would like to conquer. Recently through therapy and prayer, I was able to be honest with myself and come to term with my personality and my sexual orientation. I made strides that I thought I would never make in my mental health. With my new found confidence its time to attack the next area in my life. I need to lose 20-40 lbs. My goal from now to January is 10lbs. I'm not going to weigh myself like crazy though, because I know the scale can be deceiving.

So here is the plan: CARDIO - 45 Minutes - 5 out of 7 days

WEIGHT TRAINING - 30 Minutes - 3 out of 7 days

I make this promise to myself and this goes into effect starting November 26, 2010

This picture is ideally what I would like to look like eventually... NoodlesnBeef and I have similar body types, so I think its quite possible.

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The Lovers' Kaleidoscope

Darkness has fallen on Wetherole

Love in prism, united yet fractured

Dynamic and bold, yet simple and subtle

Lover #1: Afraid of four letter words and such, he swallows his pride like his peach schnapps, hairy legs dressed in red "coochie cutters"

He ponders, Around the fire or through the fire

which path will he take?

Attention shifts, the seducing smell of lust enters the air

Lover #2: Biting his bottom lip, everyone knows his intentions, will he succeed in his mission to divide and conquer, will the neighbors know his name?

"Don't f&ck with me!" Lover #3 states boldly

"I'm not one to be f%cked with"

This writer intervenes and Robyn's "Dancing On My Own" complements this moment perfectly

Lover #3: Waits sadly; confused and innocent, who shall he give his heart to?

Lovers in a prism

Fractured yet united

This writer caught in a kaleidoscope of emotions

Love, live and in color