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Who am I?
Who am I? That the Lord of all the earth, Would care to know my name, Would care to feel my hurt.
Who am I? That the bright and morning star, Would choose to light the way, For my ever wandering heart.
I am a flower quickly fading, Here today and gone tomorrow, A wave tossed in the ocean, A vapor in the wind. Still you hear me when I'm calling, Lord, you catch me when I'm falling, And you've told me who I am. I am yours. I am yours.

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Wednesday, May 17, 2006


There are times where food matters the most
There are times where food is given to the lost
And there are times where food is just 'makan'-ed by the ghosts

The chef cuts the hen's neck
boils and fries till check
He lays it all out on an Aluminium tray
For ghosts to eat till fray

The ghosts just grab and chew
making odd noises like, "Yum!" and "Crunch!"
For the food was just chill

Then came the fellowship
laughter strewn all around
People making faces chip,
"I look so round!"

How wonderful the buffet was
When everyone was fed
Tummy full till gas
And to release it was just sad...


Some sort of weird poem...lol...about food glorious food

~2:19 am

Sunday, May 14, 2006


We cannot comprehend what the world is wanting
We cannot understand what people look for
In a person,
In their personality.

People ask themselves,
"Am I troublesome? Am I a burden unto others?"
Over and over again,
This diminishes their spirit and heart.

All Satan's lies?
Then we should put on the full armour of God,
and arm ourselves against the devil's arrows.

Acknowledge that God is the all approval we need,
we don't need the world to tell us what to do,
All we need is God and his word.

Have you ever thought that way,
but just can't seem to do it?
I'll say pray,
no matter how long or short it is,
Just pray...

Sometimes we feel unwanted,
unloved and unjust.
Sometimes situations just doesn't seem right,
and people so cold.

But ultimately everything is from God,
and reliance on God is the way.
He's in control,
even thought at times it just doesn't seem like it.

For a purpose?


~4:20 am