the Fingerprint Font

I live to be alive
do I have a greater motivation
no.
do I need one
maybe...

If so what motivation would I choose
family would make sense
that classic photo in the future
the innocent image
father, mother, child
all in sweet bliss

Though the thought seems to cliched
so what other possibilities
wealth, fame, some personal dream,
I find all these thoughts to be overused
worn out ties on this ancient railroad

Wait!
what about these words
this page
living for such a simple cause as a pen
perhaps I'm not the first to do so
a pen certainly won't ensure wealth
fame is hardly a guarantee either

But for myself this pen is happiness
the ink that flows to a page
this fingerprint font
yes this is my motivation.

The Fascination I Have

No story
No painting
No attainable item
No thing
Has the capacity to grasp
Jesus Birth

A single star to signify the beginning of the end of sins control
High above the stable
Father God
Watching his holy sons birth
As mother Mary lays the head of Jesus to rest
In straw, in loving silence

Three Kings in mortal reverence
They arrive with gifts
Incense, gold, and myrrh
From three kings without explanation
The respect for Gods son comes

It is here, the story of God's glory begins to climax
Only the cross can signify the final stretch of mans existence
And only Revelations will bring the end

But through the resolution Jesus Life will be remembered
And Christmas will glory the birth of our savior
The creators son


I am fascinated by the bible
Like so many before me, with me
And yet to say they believe

In Majesty You Saved

God oh God
By grace you sent your son
In mercy and love
You sent a savior

Through the streets of Rome
Your perfect son carried the cross
Holding sin and death upon his shoulders
And when death sealed Christ's lips
The curtain tore
You came to live amongst us

In arrogant anger
We helped you save us
In fear you showed us light
You lifted the veil of sin
Your children could finally see

Now we live in free choice
Enslaved by sin
Or enraptured by you
In worship, in praise
Giving ourselves up
Many make the choice

intent upon our hearts
Your glory has no bounds
It floods our lives
as your mercy clears our eyes
No idol, not any material gain
Nothing could fill the void but you

So i create the praises for you
The one who bridged the gap
Became sent the ultimate sacrifice
Through Jesus Christ our lord

No More, I Wish to Live in Light

Grant satisfaction
Grant me grace, and courage
I feel as though
I have done nothing of consequence
I fear, I falter
I search to self preserve

Calling myself your child
I came because I lacked
I feared and strayed
I want to grow

Faith, courage
You lift me up when I have fallen
You forgive me when I confess wrong doing
You have succeeded in the impossible for mortal flesh to accomplish
You saved your people from damnation

I lived in self pity
I swam in selfish thoughts
wanting this wishing that
I left your path so many times
I dug so many holes
And you pulled me out every time

I gave my life to you
But i changed nothing
Did nothing but stay with your people

Now i say I'm starting to change
My desire is now to serve you
To grow and praise
And to speak your word
And so as you lead
 I will follow you God

Cleanse Me, and Train Me

Mercy God grant me mercy
I come before you on my knees
With regret in my heart
and ignorance in my soul
I plead for your mercy

I wish to follow the words
Live by faith and not by sight
For my eyes seem sworn against me

I open my heart unto you God
And I pray that it be washed clean
Because with a stubborn mind
I have no hope to succeed on my own

And break my mind as well Dear God
So the putrid rot may flow away
And fill the space with knowledge, and courage
To be who you designed

I found the break in Satan's mine field of temptation
I asked you to save me and you did
so now I ask to help me grow
And plead to change my life

No idol or false belief
Nor fear or doubt shall stop me
I know I'll falter
I know I'll doubt
But hold strong
I will hold strong in you

a new look at how to write indirect philosophy

Okay, so lately I have been reading an awesome collection of works by a writer named Kahlil Gibran and and I have to say that what he writes is awesome. Kahlil is able to define up a major philosophical subject in a concise manner and I love it. There is one interesting piece of literature that he wrote called the seven selves. I couldn't help but think that this related a bit to ethical egoism in the sense that all but one self are thinking about rebelling inside of the person that they make up.

the first six selves are:

sorrow
joy
love
hate
thought
and work

All of these selves thought about rebelling because they were so tired of the jobs that they were forced to do. And they continued to argue amongst themselves until the seventh self named the: do nothing self scorns them, "How strange that you all would rebel against this man, because each and everyone of you has a preordained fate to fulfill. Ah! could I but be like one of you, a self with a determined lot!" (Gibran 14). the reason that I say this is ethical egoism is because it brings up the idea that every self is trying to look out for itself and they were going to rebel from the whole in order to make themselves happy.

The piece of literature ends with the image that first six selves "looked with pity upon him... as the night grew deeper one after the other went to sleep enfolded with a new and happy submission" (Gibran 15). I enjoy this piece because Gibran brings up an interesting thought why try to do something when what you have should be satisfactory to begin with. I really find the the final line of what Gibran writes to be profound in what I have attained by reading his work. "But the seventh self remained watching and gazing at nothing, which is behind all things" (Gibran 15). I enjoy this because I do not think that he means literal nothingness but instead that what we have already will never be enough; we are always looking for more items and more ways to satisfy our desire to be happy.