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Name: Jon
Birthday: 12/24/1984
Gender: Male


Interests: The study of God. To live life in a humble manner toward God, and that God would help me to be a servant to all men.
Expertise: Falling face first on ice. Eating large portions of Indian food and choking. Large mouth, small throat. I am a kind Warrior.
Occupation: Student
Industry: Education/Research


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Member Since: 10/22/2005

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Friday, September 07, 2007

Currently Listening
Lost in the Woods
By Deep Elem
LOST IN THE WOODS
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SO ALOT HAS HAPPEND.  BUT NOT ITS FOR YOU CARE ABOUT. YOUR THE BLANK. THE  BIG BLANK INTERNET. EVEN IF I KNOW YOU. THIS IS NOT WERE WE GET TO KNOW EACH OTHER. ITS JUST ANOTHER WORLD.  IT IS ONLY 3D. THERE IS NOTHING TO REALY SEE.  EVERY THING SEEMS TO BE A LITTLE MORE THAN WHAT IT IS BUT NEVER CLEAR, AND NOT JUST WHAT IT IS. WE REACH OUT AND TYPE.  LIKE PUTING BLOCK IN FRONT OF EACH OTHER. NOT UP, IT MOVES OUT. LIKE A TRAIN LEAVEING US BACK AND FORTH OUR CURSE TYPES BUT OUR MIND UNFOLD OUT AND FOWARD LIKE A PRESENT POORLY WRAPED THAT JUST FALLS APART.

ONCE THERE WAS A MAN. HE LIVED.  THERE IS MUCH TO BE SAID ABOUT HIM. BUT HIS STORY WAS SIMILIAR  TO ALOT OF PEOPLE IN MANKIND. ON HIS DEATH BED HE LAID THERE LIKE THAWING ICE CREAM AND THE BED BEGAIN TO LOOK MORE LIKE A SHELF. JUST HOLDING SOME THING. NO SPIRIT.  WHEN A FAIRY ENTERED THE ROOM. THE ROOM WENT WHITE. AND HE WAS BLIND.  HE WAS 10 AND THERE WAS GRASS BENIETH HIS FEET, AND HE FELT WEIGHT

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WE SHOULD FEEL WILL ALL THE TIME.  EVERY STEP DOES NOT PROVE GRAVITY IT JUST PROVES THAT YOU LOVE SOMETHING AND SOMETHING LOVES YOU ENOUGH TO GIVE YOU A NAME.  SO WHEN YOU DIE, THERE IS SOMETHING ON A SHELF, OR STONE.

 

IT WAS DARK BY THE BARN, AND HE WAS UNSURE BECAUSE FELT SMALL,  BUT KNEW THAT HE WAS TEN, AND KNEW WHAT IT WAS LIKE TO BE OLD AND DIEING.  HE WANT TO DIE AND BE REBORN.. NOT RELIVED.

SO HE TOLD THE FAIRY THAT HE WANTED TO BE REBORN.  AND WATER CAME FROM THE EARTH AND A BARN WAS SWALLOWED UP AND HE DRAGGED IN TO THE HOLE ON THE CARPET OF EARTH THAT SWILERLED DOWN THE PIT. PUT HE DID NOT GO DOWN. HE KEPT HITTING SOMETHING. LIKE A BELLY.  LIKE A SOFT, BUT SOLID. FLESH..

I NEED TO GO..DONT RUSH THINGS IT IS ALL GOOD ALL THE TIME.. AND THAT IS A PROMISE.

.LET GOD BE TRUE AND EVERY MAN A LIER

 


Monday, June 04, 2007

So, I have not written in a while, but who cares haha, Um I am in Maryland right at this moment. I am sitting in another mans very nice office and using his intenet, and soon will go sit down and watch a movie on his TV with his son. I am in the promise land and living in a house I did not build and use systerns I did not dig. Life is good. I miss every on back home and no suprise I miss her....haha.. It has rained all day and still is raining. Max looks like a wet rag with mop handles sticking out of his body. He is un-petable with out being wetted down like falling in a pool with all your cloths on haveing been pushed in by your little brothers friend who never gets spanked. Other than that I still love him and he is doing great and having a blast with duke.
Humm I geuss thats all I need to post talk to you later all you un know readers and all known readers ...I know who you are, and I love you and thanks for reading ...


Wednesday, January 31, 2007

Currently Listening
Repeater + 3 Songs
By Fugazi
Joe #1
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Often there is a shine in the man’s eyes but not now. Sweat falling with gravity as their guide enter the carpet below of the stage only to be swallowed and sucked into the dirty fibers. His mouth opens to speak but nothing comes out. Frozen, stiff, staring, drying out and nothing. The audience looks around to see if they missed a sudden death or oddity that might steal the words, causing Simon and Garfunkles favorite sound, silence.
Eyes fix back on the gapping void between the speakers lips. Lips shrink when chapped and crack even faster causing blood. A word falls to the floor barely making it to the front row. Like witnessing a man with no legs climbing stares, cement and steep. The crowd spies the chairs in the front of them, and count tiles. But they all glance back to see him stiff and scared. They are thankful that it is not any one of themselves, but not particularly glad it is him.
He is a kind man. Always, thinking of ways to help and always held the door for Mrs. Muncy. He saw men die in wars, body parts sticking to trees and panels of jeeps, that he aided in placing there. Seen over half the states of America, and here in front of this wonderful spread of family and friends, stops. Time has only passed one minute, he has not breathed since he arose to enter the podium.
His lips collapsing as a tent untied by a ten year old, and hug each other in a quivering embrace hoping never to leave each other. Yet, like precarious pants on fat men they must separate. And it just might happen soon.


Saturday, August 19, 2006

Currently Listening
Meeting
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Ok I have not bloged in a long time..but I am alive and well in Moscow Idaho learing the y covental and glorious truths of the gospel and the incarnational trinitarian flow of life in genaral hu.. I can even spell it... No I am joking but I am doing well should be reading, but remembered that I did have a blog but no matter

jon


Monday, May 15, 2006

Currently Listening
Workingman's Dead
By The Grateful Dead
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Come and see that I am in Florida! I will be home in four days. Oh hay ....

BABY...!!!!!

hope to see all the people I love and miss..



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