To My Purpose

from March 9th

I search for you

I long for you

I ask others to help me find you

God know what you are

I pray that one day he introduces us

Who knows if I will ever get far

But one day

I will locate you

My purpose

You know me

and that means. . . I really favor this article here.

Eight Acts of Chivalry

In Honor of Valentine's Week

A little Cupid-like humor.


1.  Roses are red,
     Violets are blue,
     Here I sit in bed,
     Drinking and dreaming of you

2.  Roses are red,
     Violets are blue,
     I just filled your ex up with lead,
     Quite proud aren't you
   
3. Roses are red,
    Violets are blue,
    I would rather be dead,
    But it looks like I am stuck with you

4. Roses are red,
    Violets are blue,
    The dogs have been  fed,
    Now let's lay down and  screw

5. Roses are red,
    Violets are blue,
    St. Valentine lost his head,
    Now don't you get an idea or two
    

Slowly coming back

I have been absent for quite some time now. I am hoping to put a change to this pretty soon though.

First off, here is something I wanted to share. It is not too manly, but I managed to find this on the good men project website.

enjoy

Very Touching

Going Through That Struggle

This is not related to the writings I have been doing lately. BTW - I have about five or six more writings that need a little tinkering before posting.

Tomorrow is actually the day I would be going back to Poland. Instead, I have decided to stay here for indefinite amount of time. Perhaps I will finally heed my calling. Perhaps I will go back to Eastern Europe in the Summer. For now I am staying put here in Memphis. I do have struggles at night though when I go to sleep. Deep down I feel the need to leave again, but my heart is here and I am here at the same time. Sometimes life requires a reality check. I think I am letting all this stuff affect me, because I am in a place that I have not known for such a long period of time since I was in high school.

Pray for me please. I do not ask this often, but please. I need a little guidance, and I am glad to have some of that in my writings these days. 

Exhaustion

When it hits you,
You know the feeling
When it hits you,
It leaves you reeling

Perhaps it is a test from God
Saying you can overcome this test
Perhaps it is a test from God
Saying, remember I know you best

Whatever it does to you
You have to stop and and reflect
Whatever it does to you
Remember you are not perfect

When it hits you,
Dig deep and find what makes you smile
When it hits you,
Know you will annihilate this trial

Perhaps it is a test from God
Saying trust in me my son
Perhaps it is a test from God
Saying the battle is almost won

Whatever it does to you
Do not give up on yourself
Whatever it does to you
Always believe in yourself

To You Old Man Winter

When you are ready to come back
Please let us know
We could do without that chilly attack
But darn right we would love some snow

When you are ready to come back
Please just take it real easy
We know the boss will not cut any slack
When you decide to turn icy

When are ready to come back
Please tell the weatherman the truth
We would love an enormous powdery stack
Without falling on the ice and busting a tooth

When are ready to come back
Please find me a nice warm cuddle buddy
We could warm up dancin' to a few nice tracks
Without feeling so cold and cruddy

So Old Man Winter Please Come Back