let me tell you a story.

there was once a man who in his fear had trapped himself in a dark cave. See he had heard all these stories about fair maidens getting rescued from tall towers and even though he was far from being a maiden let alone "fair" he figured that someone might help him if he used a similar circumstance

He did at one point want to trap himself in a tower but his manliness wouldn't allow it and he wasn't particularly fond of the idea of a man with perfectly permed golden locks coming to his rescue whilst singing 3 octaves higher than what any man should comfortably sing.

Now friend, instead of judging him out of his fear and apparent silliness it is more correct to conclude that he was quite confused. This is quite normal when we are struck with fear since our reasoning goes flying out the window, much like how a person might flick a cigarette butt out the window...except less smelly and apparently more dangerous.

Anyway, our friend was scared.

Why you ask?

Well our friend had heard that death was coming for him. He had heard that it comes for all men and that as hard as we try we cannot escape death.

and so after a brief consultation with himself, he decided that trapping himself and waiting for rescue was the most appropriate course of action...like i said before...Fear...less smelly...more dangerous.

As our friend sat in the dark, fearing death and how it comes for all men his train of thought was interrupted by a slight "ahem"

alarmed he looked around...could death have already found him?

"hmmm....no, i am not death"

almost to the point of hysterics our friend searched the darkness for the voice.

"Calm down, I'm not going to hurt you. Besides we are here in pure darkness...you can't see anything even if you tried"

...succumbing to logic and reasoning our friend sat down in presumably his original spot.

"Yes that's better, take a seat, much more comfortable than searching for something you can't see...and no i don't have perfectly permed hair so you don't have to worry about that either"

Feeling caught between relief and nervousness our friend let out a chuckle.

"So friend, how come you're here cowering away in the darkness?"

what? had this voice not heard about the fact that death comes for all men and we are powerless to stop it?

"hahaha, death is not something to be feared friend"

Preposterous, our man thought. How could you not fear death??

"Well...cos I conquered it"

Really?...could it be? ahhh...preposterous. our friend thought, if that's the case then why was this voice still in the dark, hiding away.

"Oh...i'm not hiding...I am here to rescue you, to bring you out of the darkness of your own heart so that you may live life and life to the fullest. I'm here to save you...although I do not have perfectly permed hair...although i have been drawn with it before..."

my own heart? thought our friend, what could this voice mean?

"You are a manly man friend, and as such you handle problems in a manly way. Choosing to withdraw from the world you hide in your little cave, letting your mind mull and turn over the problem. But, you don't need to do that, I have conquered death and you can too"

could he be serious? Our friend thought. If this man had the answer then that'd be great!

"Yes...the answer is just, believe in me and what I've done"

....what?? really?

"yes...really...believe in what I have done for you and then die"

....hang on a second...did the voice just say "DIE"?

"Yes...I said die...if you are with me then death is not eternal...but rather is just a pin prick in the grand vision of eternity.

Our friend was quite angry. How could this man tell him that he conquered death, tell him that he could conquer it too and then tell him to die!

"Oh, you are a bit mistaken friend. First of all you need to die to self, which means you need to surrender and allow me to help you. If you would allow me, I would lift you up out of this dark cave.

You would die a natural death of this body and this world will fade away but there is another place much better than this which I have made ready for you if only you would let me.

and also I am not a man, but God"

and with that light flooded his world as the man opened his eyes from his nap...what decision he makes is up to him.

Life's soundtrack

i've probably written about this before but i wonder what sort of music would play for daily life.

If i had a theme song what would it be? I'm not talking about stuff which has been already written by current artists but more like how some movies have songs which are uniquely composed for that movie.

I think some of the greatest Background music pieces would have to be from movies like Forest Gump with the piano piece or Lord of the Rings with the massive brass and drums.

I like how in movies and games you can sorta tell what's going to happen simply cos of the music hahaha. You know that something bad is going to happen when you hear high pitched strings etc. etc.

And speaking of that, i find i get more scared playing a horror zombie game when i have the sound 'on' but if i turn it 'off' i'm absoloutly fine. So really i guess the sound does feature a lot in the whole atmosphere of things which makes sense.

Anyway that's it :)

oh, the answer to the riddle below is "eyelids"

bored?

Bored? maybe try and solve this :)

In a split second i can change night to day and day to night...what am I?

2012

hmmm,

write write write, sing sing sing, draw draw draw.

I want to create so many things but it doesn't seem to be as i imagined it.

The figure in my head is nothing like that on paper.

The song i sing doesn't sound half as good

and the idea development of stories is hard.

I don't want to be like everyone else. I want my songs to have its own style. I want to sing of different things in a catchy relaxed way...simple and powerful.

simple and powerful, simple and powerful, simple and powerful....


Heavenly Father, forgive me of my sins. I need you to guide me. Teach me how to create songs that are simple and powerful. Teach em how to write simple and powerful things, teach me how to create an image to impact...all of these so that everybody can understand, but powerful enough to impact their lives. I don't want to follow everybody else, there has got to be a groove and rhythm unique to me.

House sitting

Hmmm

so right now i'm helping to house sit my sister's place. Fun Fun but also a bit lonely in the house by myself.

I used to think that it'd be alright to live by myself but i guess not. Music helps a lot, just having something playing in the background sorta fills up silence :)

Even though i say that it feels lonely it's not like i'm fully depressed or anything hahaha

Just that one of my concepts have changed that's all

On the flip side, i've found that since i'm away from my usual forms of entertainment i suddenly have all this..."Free Time"

which is weird cos i now know exactly how much time i waste. So all in all this environment is conduice towards creativity. I find time to pray, time to sing, time to think etc. all good stuff which actually helps you in life rather than have a level 32 character or watching through the latest drama hahaha

My sister's plants are doing ok...i think...they seem healthy enough hahaha

anyway that's it :)

Bye

little red apple

Little red apple sitting on my desk
I shall save you for later when i have a rest
Of all the fruits that I adore
it's you red apple that i want more

Litle red apple, filled with vitamins
you help make healthy muscle
giving gas for kreatin

Little red apple
i'm running out of words
my poem sounds funny
but that's ok, it works :)

A Cloud in a box

Hmmm

Hmmmmmmm

Hmmmmmmmmmmm

"freddie what are you Hmm'ing about?"

"Sven...Life is like a cloud in a box"

"...what?"

"well...maybe not life in itself, but more like the things that we buy and have...y'know...'stuff'"

"...ok...where is this going?"

"Ok, well in our life time we buy a lot of things yeah? we'll get a car, computer, we'll spend
money on clothes and phones but when we finally die what's going to happen?"

"ohhh...i see where you're getting at...the whole cosmic transience of life and how ultimately our earthly possesions will fade away, passed onto the next generation where it shall inevitably be reduced to the dust from whence it came, thus illustrating the futility of our own personal gain resulting in your metaphor of trying to trap a cloud in a box"

"...Yeah..."

"dunno, guess i'll think of it at a later date"

Matthew 6:19-21

19“Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. 20But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moth and rust do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal. 21For where your
treasure is, there your heart will be also.