Freedom Of The Heart

You'll Never Know.

Have you ever denied yourself the chance to get to know someone because they were different from you and your friends? Did you mock someone so you could fit in with the in crowd? Was there an exception to every rule of kindness or courtesy? Were you ever the bully of someone, just because it was funny to everyone else, or because you thought you were stronger than they were. Well, I am here to tell you, it's the bullied who are strong. It's the taunted and the teased who rise above everyone else. It takes more courage to stand up to someone, or to stand up for someone. To defend your beliefs, and the heart of someone else. You will never know what you are missing when you push someone in to the dirt. That person you threw into a corner with words and fear has a specific purpose. They have a treasure within their heart, and you will never know what it is because you are too busy trying to fit in. Shame on the adults who let a child wind up bullied. Shame on the adults who bully. The way a child reacts, or acts is based upon the teachings of their parents. Whether that parent is too relaxed in their parenting and discipline, or they are the bully themself; they are responsible for the action of the children. We as adults are responsible for the teaching of the young minds. They are the future, and we are in charge of it. The child who grows to be a childhood bully is destined to be a bully throughout their entire life if they are not stopped, and taught, and loved. The bully who is shown love, and emotion, is no longer a bully. So shame on you who are afraid to love.

"Bullies thrive wherever authority is weak"

"Bullies are always cowards at heart and may be credited with a pretty safe instinct in scenting their prey." -Akira Takei

"Remember, I`m the kind of kid who used to get stuffed into a locker by school bullies. I`ve never felt like I`m a big star at any level of my life." -Winona Ryder

Are you the little kid in your class? Are you different from the rest of your peers? Were you the odd man out, the last kid chosen, the punching bag? Stand up for yourself. The people around you don't need to use you as their welcome mat. It's alright to take a stand. There is a fine line between self defense and becoming a bully yourself, but there is a line to draw when you are being harrassed. You don't have to take it, and sometimes being the better person is telling someone to back off. Get adult help if you're a child. If you are and adult and being pushed around, I am sorry, but you are old enough to know you have the choice to stand up for yourself. It's hard, and it's frightening. I know. It's going to be okay. Just take that step forward, and let them know you aren't afraid. The minute they know you aren't scared of them, they'll go away. Courage is the only true defense you have. And, it's the only way to win the war. Remember, "Only the best are bullied. There is a light at the end of the tunnel but first you'll have to find the light switch and change the bulb before switching it on yourself. No problem, as targets of bullying are picked on for their competence and abilities."

Here's To You

Every one knows after a break up or being tossed around by someone all you want to do is kick their toosh back to where they came from right? Well, here's to getting it over with!

Sleep This Time, is only To Be With You, you and I have Seen The Rain, my Beautiful Disaster. I give you My Best.

Oh I feel so tired I cannot hardly keep open My eyes. My thoughts are scattered and I cannot say a word and I can't seem to remember anything I've learned. Well do you have some of those days When you can't be who you wanna be. When you just need to close your eyes. Pull the covers up so high and drift away and sleep so soundly and dream profoundly. Cast all your cares on the Only thing that you really need and sleep so soundly.

It's 4 a.m. and I'm wide awake. Waiting for my thoughts to fade. A flickering of all of my mistakes. And as the light starts creeping in, I slowly feel The day I'm missing. But I wouldn't even know where to begin. Do I push to hard? Or fall to fast? The moment never seems to last. Will I stop long enough to know. Everybody burns. And when it starts to hurt, I cry. I feel it in my veins. I just can't walk away, This time.

I've been alone so many nights now, And I've been waitin' for the stars to fall. I keep holdin' out for what I don't know.

I have seen the rain. I have felt the pain. I don't know where I'll be tomorrow. I don't know where I'm going. I don't even know where I've been. But i know I'd like to see them again. Spend my days just searching. Spend my nights in dreams. Stop looking over my shoulder baby I've stopped wonderin' what it means.

He drowns in his dreams. An exquisite extreme I know. He’s as damned as he seems. And more heaven than a heart could hold. And if I try to save him, My whole world could cave in. It just ain't right. It just ain't right. Oh and I don't know. I don't know what he's after. But he's so beautiful. Such a beautiful disaster. And if I could hold on. Through the tears and the laughter. Would it be beautiful? Or just a beautiful disaster. He's magic and myth. As strong as what I believe. A tragedy with More damage than a soul should see. And do I try to change him? So hard not to blame him.

We scream and shout and try to make it last. Though it didn't work out, I don't love you any less. My lover or friend, I wont ever tell. Our secrets safe. An unspoken citadel. And in these broken times, well, It's so easy to forget. So I sing to remind, Upon my shoulder you can rest. Cause I'll always give you my best. A sidewalk's path leads me to you. Though we don't look back, We hold on to a truth. And in these broken times I promise I will not forget. Though you're not mine, Upon your shoulder I can rest. Cause you always give me your best

Twopence Originality

Even in literature and art, no man who bothers about originality will ever be original: Whereas if you simply try to tell the truth (without caring twopence how often it has been told before.) You will, nine times out of ten, become original without ever having noticed. -C.S. Lewis

You're Stuck In A World Of Make-Believe

I have become obsessed with this song, and music video... I love love love it!

You know... not all disney stars are void of talent... I don't mind his stuff truth be told

Sunrise

In the nights of turmoil, tossing, and turning, who do we turn to for relief? Who sings and rocks us to sleep? Where do we go for comfort? Drugs, alcohol, do we simply let the depression take us? We all know there is prayer. We all trust that the Lord is there for us. But sometimes it's hard to remember. Some nights it's hard to know. And some nights you want physical proof, you just want to escape the here and now. So what then can you do? Where are you supposed to turn? When the dark of the night crowds in, and you feel so alone? Know that it's alright to be afraid. Fear means you have something to lose. Though the turmoil may be thick, and the night may be long; sunrise is on it's way. The night doesn't last forever, and with it comes a new day. A new start. A new chance. Watch for the light on the horizon, and know that though times might be tough, drugs, and alcohol may be a temptation it isn't worth it. Letting yourself fall into that depression may be easier than fighting it, but you'll never see the color in the sunrise. Depression turns the world to a mundane grey. Climb to the top of Ensign Peak, and wait for that pink, orange, and peach to wash the sky in a color of peace, hope, and faith. It is hard. Life is hard, and you'll be faced with decisions that you wish you had years to decide on, but you're only given seconds. In those moments listen to your heart, and believe that no matter what, as long as you are pushing through the best you know how you'll end up where you are meant to be. And that is the greatest comfort anyone could hope for. So, in those sleepless nights imagine a song, so beautiful and sweet. Close your eyes and dream of more. Let your spirit fly to that meadow with a cascading waterfall. Take that simple 6 string guitar at your feet, and sing yourself to sleep.