Goodbye, should be saying that to you, I know. Shan’t I?
Laying down a law that I live by. Well, maybe next time.
I got a thick tongue, brimming with the words that go unsung
I simmer then I burn for a someone- the wrong one.
And I tell myself to let the story end.
That my heart will rest in someone else’s hand.
But my “Why not me?” philosophy began. And I said,
How am I gonna get over you? I’ll be alright, just not tonight.
Someday, I wish you’d want me to stay.
“Maybe”, it’s a vicious little word that could slay me.
Keep me when I’m hurting, you make me hang from your hands.
If I’m aching at the thought of you, what for?
Wave goodbye to me, I won’t say I’m sorry.
I’ll be alright, once I find the other side of someday.
In this generation where social networking thrives, I for one, will not be left behind. There were times in the past where expression of art were shown through paintings, literature pieces, theater, music, dance, etc. People still do these now, but let’s face it- the quality of the majority of these “Art expressions” is mediocre compared to the masterpieces of the previous era. Or maybe that’s just me. That aside, I just wanted to list down and take a bird’s eye view of how I’m using the internet, or more specifically, the SNSites to “express” whatever I need to let out.
Now, I have several accounts for this one. I need not indicate the usernames though.
ACCOUNT 1:
ACCOUNT 2:
ACCOUNT 3:
me2day
TUMBLR
WORDPRESS
BLOGGER
GOOGLE+
A fairly new account that I wasn’t quite sure what to do with. I just figured it out today, which inspired me to write this post.
I have more accounts that aren’t mainstream but it’s useless to include them here because they’re either only substitutes for other accounts (e.g., twitter) and I no longer use them, or I’ve forgotten them already.
I threw away my list. I’ve realized love isn’t two perfect people starting a perfect life. It is two people willing to grow and change together. You don’t need to have it all together to be accepted by Jesus. Likewise you don’t have to have it all together to be totally accepted by me. But I am looking for someone with a soft heart. That is teachable, that is open to being led by the Holy Spirit. That is where dreams are made. Not in a list of sterile selfish expectations. Not hard hearts that need to control the outcome. Soft hearts that are listening to each other. Pricking our ear towards wisdom.
The thing is I know if I keep my heart under the dealings of God, the outcome will be far better than if I force my dirty finger prints of manipulation. I surrender, I yield, so I am able to receive this exciting adventurous life.
Most of the the things I want are good. Don’t get wrong, God hears me. I will make suggestions. But why settle for what I expect? I am looking forward to Gods surprises! I am creative, but He is the creator.
You don’t have to like the music I like or enjoy my favorite movies. You don’t have to know what to say or what to do at the right times. You just have to be the authentic you. Even if it takes a while to feel comfortable enough to relax. Speak up I’m listening.
But keep your heart moldable. For instead of one soul, God now has two souls/lives He can shape to fit perfectly together. Perfectly in His plan. The perfect fit, custom made. Not prefabricated.