A poem I like.

Mirror, Mirror

A young spring-tender girl
combed her joyous hair
'You are very ugly' said the mirror.
But,
on her lips hung
a smile of dove-secret loveliness,
for only that morning had not
the blind boy said,
'You are beautiful'?
--spike Milligan

It was raining when I woke up this morning So to escape I...went back to bed But then the rain started leaking through the ceiling And pretty soon it was pouring on my head .

-mattew west.


This pretty much sums up how i'm feeling this..year

The blog world. Seperate from all else ?

i've been noticing latly that it seems like you can have tottaly different realtionships with people through blogs and often none loff the stuff you blog about comes up in other conversations.

just a thought.

For all who have died in the hope of the resurrection, and for all the departed, let us pray to the Lord.
Lord, have mercy.


The crocodile hunter is dead.And everyone knows.it's on the news and the internet.people are talking about it on the phone, msn, blogs ect. But my question is "what about the other approximate 146,000 people dying in the world per day from varying causes.Who's gonna talk about them? should we all put roses on our msn names to show respect?

33,000 children die from poverty daily.Every day, more than 16,000 children die from hunger-related causes--one child every five seconds.Every year, nearly 11 million children die before they reach their fifth birthday. Almost all of these deaths occur in developing countries, 3/4 of them in sub-Saharan Africa and South Asia, the two regions that also suffer from the highest rates of hunger and malnutritionEvery year, more than 20 million low-birth weight babies are born in developing countries. These babies risk dying in infancy, while those who survive often suffer lifelong physical and cognitive disabilities. 25 million people have died from AIDS, which has caused more than 15 million children to lose at least one parent. 200,000 people died in a tsunami caused by an Asian earthquake in December.

i could go on and on.

Therefore we do not lose heart.Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day.For our light and momentary troublesare achieving for us an eternal glorythat far outweighs them all. So we fix our eyes not on what is seen,but on what is unseen.For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.

thats the life of a PK

So my father is taking a month leave form work. i found this out resently and it was quite a surprise because my dad has worked every day of my life other than his much to short holiday once a year which is more often that not interupted.so when he told me the news i quickly thought that he would be home to spend some time with myfamily. my dad is a work-a-holic and i the only time he has to talk is at meals once in a blue moon and when he's driving. but even then he is always distracted.But instead of him being home this month he will be in different places on retreats...away from home.
.figures.

september....oh the possiblities.