Lord, My Love.

I've wanted to pour out my feelings on this topic for awhile - but if you know me, you know that sidetracked is my middle name.


My question of the day - How can one not believe in God as they sit in the midst of his immaculate creation?

If one looks into the science of the universe, for example, and then considers the fact that "In the beginning, God created the heavens and the Earth". Isn't that enough alone to blow your mind??? The facts of science are on a constant mission to unravel God's work - and the fact that he created everything in such a perfect balance is awe inspiring. My God is a scientist, a painter, a poet, a geologist, an engineer, and so many other things that cannot be put into words - MY GOD IS GREAT. My battle with understanding my spirituality is going to be a long road - a road that I am more than willing to explore... to break free of the only mold I know - But I know on the other side there will be something wonderful, something pure - something HEAVENLY.


Religion - The basis of religion is a beautiful thing. People coming together as a collective whole to worship, praise, admire, and thank the Lord. Despite your religion, if its centered on the creator (whatever name you might choose to call him - I call him God, but somehow I don't think he's concerned with semantics). From my general knowledge, (I'm still in the process of learning, so excuse my ignorance if that's what it appears to be) the basis of most religions teaches the golden rule - do unto others as you would have them do unto you, which lends itself to the most important rule of all - GOD IS LOVE.

Now... understanding that God is love, where do the other parts come in? Where does the fear become instilled? What about the judgement that humans use, in the name of God? Where do the walls come crumbling down because one person is a "better Christian" than another? Jesus gave his life for ours - he showed his love in the ultimate way... shouldn't that be all that matters? Why do the details have to influence the way we live and think and ACT - shouldn't LOVE be the guiding force in everything we do... shouldn't that alone be enough to keep us in line? Not for the fear of hell, not for the fear of karma - but simply for the Love of God.


Think about it - if you approached EVERY situation in your life with love the way that Jesus did, wouldn't your actions, words... even your THOUGHTS be affected? I believe this to be the journey that God wanted for us. Ponder that for the day, friends.

Random Music Knowledge

Get ready... it's about to be dropped.




So this morning, on my way to work, I was listening to Stevie Wonder's radio show (it's pretty amazing, if you didn't know). If you know me well, you know that I think Stevie Wonder is the master of all things musical, so anything he touches is gold.






Anyway, He was telling his co-hosts about the song "All I do... (is think about you)", and he mentioned that John Travolta recorded the original background vocals for the track.

---Ponder that for a moment---

Now, I don't know about you, but that threw me for a definite loop. It's amazing how music and hollywood intertwine without interference from the rest of the world. ART IS ART PEOPLE!

Unfortunately, that version was never released (if anyone knows where I could find that, I'd be forever greatful).

However, he did reveal who ended up doing the final background vocals for the track, and among others (including Eddie Levert), the backup vocalist on the track is none other than.....

MICHAEL.

Learn somethin new everyday, huh? :)

where to go from here...

i lack inspiration.

i wonder if thats always been my problem. well, not always, there was definitely a time for me where i could sit and write for hours. Masterpieces almost, without even a pause to consider what was flowing from my mind to my hands through the ink and into the world. There was a time where I could spend hours delving into my deepest creative crevices and could rip open every thought that came into my conscious. As soon as it was imagined, it was made into reality by the simple words that formed together to create the complexities of my soul.

I can't do that anymore.

I sit... and I begin to begin, and nothing. And when something DOES flow (even now) I doubt it. I read it back and question myself whether or not it even makes sense. Whether I'm just rambling, or if anyone else could comprehend it. I used to create... creations that touched people. Creations that moved, and were alive. I wish I knew where those went... and why I can no longer locate the same emotions, the same cravings, the same INSPIRATION that lived within me.

Where do I even begin the search...