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Birthday: 7/7/1983
Gender: Male
Interests: friends, strategy, going on long walks, walking in the rain, talking, discussing theory, God, traveling, missions, helping others, fascinated with water, biking, hiking, psychology, canoeing/boating, Drawing, painting, drinking smoothies, photography, poetry, writing stories, thinking of new concepts, contrasts, and analogies :) , meeting new people, thinking, designing, taking things apart, inventing, green technologies, nature, landscaping, climbing trees, i'm sure the list goes on...
Expertise: psychology, thoughts, art, strategy, et cetera
Occupation: Student
Industry: Art
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AIM:  imokthanx
Member Since:
6/30/2005
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I can show you the world
Shining, shimmering, splendid
Tell me, princess, now when did
You last let your heart decide?
I can open your eyes
Take you wonder by wonder
Over, sideways and under
On a magic carpet ride
A whole new world
A new fantastic point of view
No one to tell us no
Or where to go
Or say we're only dreaming
A whole new world
A dazzling place I never knew
But when I'm way up here
It's crystal clear
That now I'm in a whole new world with you
Now I'm in a whole new world with you
Unbelievable sights
Indescribable feeling
Soaring, tumbling, freewheeling
Through an endless diamond sky
A whole new world
Don't you dare close your eyes
A hundred thousand things to see
Hold your breath - it gets better
I'm like a shooting star
I've come so far
I can't go back to where I used to be
A whole new world
Every turn a surprise
With new horizons to pursue
Every moment red-letter
I'll chase them anywhere
There's time to spare
Let me share this whole new world with you
A whole new world
That's where we'll be
A thrilling chase
A wondrous place
For you and me
-Aladin
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| Lord, My heart is pounding because of you.
You heard my cry for mercy.
Your arms stretched wide when all I could do was cry.
Your glory, was given to me.
Your thoughts seeped down from Heaven.
Lord, Your words became truth in answer to my prayer.
My eyes were blind God, and still, you gave a peice of your Mercy.
And your mercy cleansed my sight from ties I held long ago.
You gave me a new vision God, a heart pounding scene.
I dare'st not turn away for I know your hand is behind me.
Stretched out to sheild me from behind.
To guard my thoughts from all unkind.
But Lord, my fragile mind is full of scars,
unkindly pasts of disloyal casts.
Its like a sea I've cried so many times,
and its overflowing from the past,
Into this newly formed mold.
Lord this heart of steel melts
It shatters from all the cold,
Yet I still feel your hand behind me. Its pushing me..
keeping me on the path you paved.
Lord, keep your mercy with me, its all I have..
Your thoughts are who I am. Its what I have.
For Lord, All I've asked, I have received.
And all I have left is your Grace you give so freely...
So God, while I'm walking down this long road,
with all these holes through all these valleys,
build a bridge of light, for all those behind me
so they can walk straight, without stumble.
And Lord, if its all I can give,
grant me a heart of infinite stature,
One that can not shatter or break.
And let me lay down the first light of dawn
that will guide those behind me,
always.
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| I love cool summer nights.. with the rain at midnight and the frogs in
the background.. I love the transition to Fall where the leaves
are starting to come off their branches and squirels are so busy and
preoccupied with their pine cones to notice you walk by. The cool
trickle of streams flowing down from the mountain and the geese slowly
making their way south stopping for weekends at their typical ponds and
streams...
The transition from Summer to Fall is my most favorite time of year..
It gets cool enough to wear a sweatshirt but the lakes stay warm enough
for a midnight swim. The mornings are damp and cloudy by the
afternoons are sunny with a cooling breeze...... and
then I love the transition from Winter to Spring.... for much of
the same reasons, but it is more symbolic as well...
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| " Here is where the road divides
Here is where we realize
The sculpting of the Father's great design
Thru' time you've been a friend to me
But time is now the enemy
I wish we didn't have to say goodbye
But I know the road He chose for me
Is not the road He chose for you
So as we chase the dreams we're after
Chorus:
Pray for me and I'll pray for you
Pray that we will keep the common ground
Won't you pray for me and I'll pray for you
And one day love will bring us back around again
Painted on our tapestry
We see the way it has to be
Weaving thru' the laughter and the tears
But love will be the tie that binds us
To the time we leave behind us
Memories will be our souvenirs
And I know that thru it all
The hardest part of love is letting go
But there's a greater love that holds us"
M.W.S. Pray for me.
"I'm so tired of being here.
Suppressed by all my childish fears.
And if you have to leave,
I wish that you would just leave.
your presence still lingers here,
and it won't leave me alone.
These wounds won't seem to heal,
this pain is just too real,
there's just too much that time cannot erase.
(chrous)
When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears,
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears.
I held your hand through all of these years.
But you still have...
All of me.
You used to captivate me by your resognating light,
Now I'm bound by the life you left behind.
Your face it haunts, my once pleasant dreams
Your voice has chased away all the sanity in me.
These wounds won't seem to heal,
this pain is just too real,
there's just too much that time cannot erase.
When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears,
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears.
I held your hand through all of these years.
But you still have...
All of me.
I tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone.
But though you're still with me,
I've been alone all along.
When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears,
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears.
I held your hand through all of these years.
But you still have...
All of me."
-my immortal
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| I wonder if the world is ripe for revolution.. ripe for the
story Christ told long ago. I wonder if the hearts of man are
soft enough to withstand the greatest revival known to
man-kind. and then I ask.. will God pour
revival out on this land..... Cause it is written in the last
days that He will come as a thief in the night. Not one person
will be ready or watching. Which is a strong statement in
itself. Not one person. But imagine the lives and the souls
saved if God would grant one last revival.. one last revolution that
could sweep across this globe. I can't even imagine what such awe
would look like. The world would be aweful.. (full of awe).
But imagine what Satan would do to try and stop that. almost
anything. But he is just an angel.. and my God is simply a God
that can pluck his filthy feathers outta his wings.. or
maybe God already did that since satan fell so fast.. well.. I
guess we all get the point. true Christians want true revival,
but they need to be ready. They need to be prepared. and they
Need to be obediant to God's calling. We are soldiers in a
foreign land. We are ambassadors away from home. Our
Kingdom is represented through who we are, what we do, and how far we
are willing to go to bring the light to the darkness.
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