REJOICE IN THE BEAUTIFUL GAME.

i am all smiles while i watch this.//forever young.// fifa world cup 2010, south africa.

bonjour, mes amis. hola, mis amigos.
HELLO, MY FRIENDS. I COULDN'T BE HAPPIER TODAY + I DON'T KNOW WHY.

//...probably because everything around me is just crying, "praise be to God!" the people i'm around, the events i've seen, the things i've done. nature around me. that expression may be a little foreign to some people, but i look up at the clouds and the sun and believe that there's just gotta be some Greater Designer than just man or nature. i just feel in my heart an overwhelming sense of joy and purity. praise be to God.

//i've been posting only some literature i've previously written for the past couple of days because i've felt lazy. now i wanna share everything. here, have some. you want some more? take it, it's alright.

A R N I + K I N S K I

really sick music video director(s). directed some famous ones like "go" by jonsi.

filmed in iceland. (n00bish nerd: i love the cinematography).

filmed in poland. it's probably just me, but poland looks really cool.

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CHIC EATING BY RENEE P.

WEDNESDAY, AKA YESTERDAY

strawberry yogurt w/ fresh orange juice; pita bread blanket over egg, grilled red peppers, mushrooms, Swiss cheese w/ clementine sparkling water (Izze); Japanese teriyaki and rice mix w/ fresh-squeezed lemonade.

TODAY

today, i have only eaten lemon-orange-blossom-honey-biscuits w/ creamed coffee; egg whites over browned toast w/ fresh orange juice.

IT'S A LITTLE SUPER-STUPID, BUT IT MAKES ME FEEL RICH + IMPORTANT.

CHIC = SOMETHING BLAKE LIVELY WOULD EAT. (ha!)

W A R & P E A C E

by me, february 2010

Carousel, cynically twisting in the valley between these two lands,
The hemispheres of my skull that antagonize the rainbow lights of this go-around.
To woe be mine when the clock strikes "decision-making time"
I still sleep with the light on, for there is war inside my mind.

Sick melodies, the soundtrack to the dainty spinning, taunt my reverie:
Hoping that this barbaric blindfold will one day be cast away.
"Choose," sings an oblivious voice,
But they know not of the spinning inside my own head.

Metal meets metal, swords against swords to the brink of death,
Earthshaker, be merciful, and just bring my demise.
For this split second, the world is at war,
My face contorts, and my throat gurgles out my mind.

Rush to the breaking dawn, finally, oh sweet carousel!
Bring me this phase of sweet reunion with harmony.
Stop for no moment longer than needed most,
Drying my eyes, and I see the multi-colored lights, blinking out safety.

This brutally-branded dove
Kicks me at my incessant weakness.

I'm through with love...

A seagull chirped, and the monotonous, metronomic beat of the tide fell against the sand of which I stood. A breeze lifted my hair, and I stared out into the blue, wondering to myself, that if I could just die right now, everything would probably get better.

At least it wouldn't hurt.

I'll never fall again...

The scalding heat that once brushed its sweet corona against my cheeks was beginning to burn my skin, intensifying the conglomerate of turbulent emotions brewing in my stomach. I looked out into the ocean to spot a small, abandoned boat that drifted along the waves, completely unattached to a mechanism labled, 'self-control.'

Said adieu to love...

Suddenly, a fiery desire to be that stupid boat engulfed me. I needed detachment: To be trapped within my own mind, and completely unaware of everything going on around me. For once in my life, I wasn't scared of the sparks happening within my skull.

Don't ever call again...

The saltwater was soothing against my aching feet.

The boat was getting closer to the shore. Bob up, bob down.

For I must have you, or no one...

I gave the epitome of perfection one last aching glare and turned around to leave. My soul represented a stained glass window someone had driven their truck right through. If anything was detached, it was my soul.

And so I'm through with love.

//Music...

>>one of the things i believe God left purely uncorrupted in this world is music. not lyrics, not performers, all of the sidebits that come with music, but pure, unattached, unfired, unalien music. uncorrupted, for all the world to mutually understand + cultivate individually. is it really a mystery how much everyone enjoys music? it shouldn't be, none at all.

>>i am unbelievably stoked for anberlin's new album, partially because they never, ever disappoint or faint. what they have inspired in me and so many people around me is the work of people absolutely on fire for the Great Designer. stephen christian = sick muse.

//Movies...

>>it's amazing to me how making movies is an industry, just like manufacturing cars or selling insurance. the society we live in appreciates hard thinking, i.e. engineers and accountants, more than artists. but they do appreciate one art form: moving pictures. and we pay big bucks to see them too.

>>a pretty cool movie i'm planning to see is 'the prestige' (2006), a movie about rival magicians set in the turn of the century. i'll be back with a review when i've finished it. not to mention it stars hugh jackman and christian bale BOTH. hhhhhhhhhhh.

//Books...

>>i've been reading two books by the same author for the past couple of days: 1) imperium, a novel about ancient rome, which is required reading for next year and 2) fatherland, a novel about an alternate timeline in which the nazis won WWII. both by robert harris, both very excellent novels, both have my recommendation.

>>i need books to read. :sheepish: got any suggestions?

"for we are God's workmanship, created in Christ Jesus to do good works." ephesians 2v10

"...no credit to be won by timidity." imperium, robert harris 2006

madness, as you know, is like gravity. all it takes is a little push.
summer has been exceptionally tasteful. i have watched every single superhero movie i own for the past couple of days and have sincerely enjoyed every single minute of it. there's so much morality to learn from them. "...that's the point of batman. he can be the outcast. he can make the choice that no one else can make. the right choice."