Thoughts Upon Return
It feels great to be home. I really appreciated the time away, trust me, and the nice weather was extremely nice too. The car trips were more easily handled with the CD's I was given. thank you so much to those who took the time to make me them. i really appreciate that. A big family is nice most of the time, but most of you can atest that there are times when your family just drives you out of your mind. and when you all are in close proximitities for long periods of time, some just cant handle it. i survived, i guess.
While in Florida we went to the beach and I even saw an alligator! it was awesome. i wasnted to see a big one, but it only took about 15 minutes upon arrival that we saw one sunning itself on a fountain in the middle of this lake that was only about 30 feet across. the fountain was attached to the land by this cord, and i wanted to pull on it to see the gator move. i started down toward the water and all i saw was all these bubbles starting in a line toward me. that was pretty disconcerting, so i backed off pretty fast.
I had my first real experience in Halo 2, and i took it in a large dose. We stayed with my sister's boyfriend while were there, the boys did that is, and there were two consecutive nights of 2 a.m. mornings where we had been up playing X-Box. prolly a total of 10 hours of Halo last week. I am not that good, but i loved it. We went to the beach, which was a new experience for me, and that was really cool too. it was overcast but it was still 75 degrees, so i wasnt complaining. i got a mediocre tan but that wasnt really the important thing.
Through the whole trip though, from the girl on the highway to the peeing in the ocean story, all and all it was a good trip. I could have sworn that i gained 5 pounds, at least, but it turns out i may have ended up losing weight. how depressing. the story of my life i guess. on the way home, my eyes were opened to the number of roadside memorials that were along the highway. i probably saw 12-15 during a 7-8 hour stretch which isnt very exciting, but being the spastic writer i am, which is probably more accurately described as being picky and needing heavy inspiration, i decided to write, so here is what i came up with.
Crosses Aren't Enough
Along the road, symbols of death,
the signs point to lives of those lost.
Point in the direction of a simple truth,
Truth that escapes none and Touches most.
Blood. It is everywhere. Used to paint the picture
A picture that reflects the events unwitnessed by those onlooking.
Innocent eyes wonder, as minds try to grasp total understanding.
1, 2, 3.. 5.. 10 crosses, of victims remembered near the road now crossing.
Free from guilt but not of sorrow
Dissatisfaction with the earth we all live on.
Courage and integrity live on, but how
can justice be served to reality without compassion?
No symbol can describe who a person was.
The full context of their character living through
An insignificant wooden crosspiece that
No more says Buddhist more then Jew.
Perspective lives in those who have truly seen
The manitude of love of this unknown who's passed.
A murderer? Drug felon? Pastor, friend?
Only to be known when our own time ends.
It relates also to humans as well. It is sometimes hard to tell just who someone really is just by what they say or do. many times people put up a "cross" to give the impression that people want to see. Sometimes it is impossible to tell whether one may see that person in heaven or not. harsh reality i am sorry, but it is true.
HAppy Easter. Hope everyone can make a smooth transition back into the whole school thing. Im sorry it has to happen too. Oh well, til next time...
P.S. Everyone should come to Stugo basketball game next Saturday at 6 @ Topeka High. IM GONNA PLAY!!
While in Florida we went to the beach and I even saw an alligator! it was awesome. i wasnted to see a big one, but it only took about 15 minutes upon arrival that we saw one sunning itself on a fountain in the middle of this lake that was only about 30 feet across. the fountain was attached to the land by this cord, and i wanted to pull on it to see the gator move. i started down toward the water and all i saw was all these bubbles starting in a line toward me. that was pretty disconcerting, so i backed off pretty fast.
I had my first real experience in Halo 2, and i took it in a large dose. We stayed with my sister's boyfriend while were there, the boys did that is, and there were two consecutive nights of 2 a.m. mornings where we had been up playing X-Box. prolly a total of 10 hours of Halo last week. I am not that good, but i loved it. We went to the beach, which was a new experience for me, and that was really cool too. it was overcast but it was still 75 degrees, so i wasnt complaining. i got a mediocre tan but that wasnt really the important thing.
Through the whole trip though, from the girl on the highway to the peeing in the ocean story, all and all it was a good trip. I could have sworn that i gained 5 pounds, at least, but it turns out i may have ended up losing weight. how depressing. the story of my life i guess. on the way home, my eyes were opened to the number of roadside memorials that were along the highway. i probably saw 12-15 during a 7-8 hour stretch which isnt very exciting, but being the spastic writer i am, which is probably more accurately described as being picky and needing heavy inspiration, i decided to write, so here is what i came up with.
Crosses Aren't Enough
Along the road, symbols of death,
the signs point to lives of those lost.
Point in the direction of a simple truth,
Truth that escapes none and Touches most.
Blood. It is everywhere. Used to paint the picture
A picture that reflects the events unwitnessed by those onlooking.
Innocent eyes wonder, as minds try to grasp total understanding.
1, 2, 3.. 5.. 10 crosses, of victims remembered near the road now crossing.
Free from guilt but not of sorrow
Dissatisfaction with the earth we all live on.
Courage and integrity live on, but how
can justice be served to reality without compassion?
No symbol can describe who a person was.
The full context of their character living through
An insignificant wooden crosspiece that
No more says Buddhist more then Jew.
Perspective lives in those who have truly seen
The manitude of love of this unknown who's passed.
A murderer? Drug felon? Pastor, friend?
Only to be known when our own time ends.
It relates also to humans as well. It is sometimes hard to tell just who someone really is just by what they say or do. many times people put up a "cross" to give the impression that people want to see. Sometimes it is impossible to tell whether one may see that person in heaven or not. harsh reality i am sorry, but it is true.
HAppy Easter. Hope everyone can make a smooth transition back into the whole school thing. Im sorry it has to happen too. Oh well, til next time...
P.S. Everyone should come to Stugo basketball game next Saturday at 6 @ Topeka High. IM GONNA PLAY!!