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Its 3:07am as i start My latest entry in the world of permanent words, Not to be erased by any mere man. There's so much that could be discussed, Not all of it worthy of writing down, not due to lack of importance or weight. Simply its not something i feel need be shared with a whole world, of people who wouldnt appreciate it. So this might be a book review, could end up something totally different.

Ive finished Five books this past month, Blue like jazz, A Wrinkle In Time,Fahrenheit 451 ,1984 and i will soon finish, the CATCHER in the RYE. These are all great books in my opinion. Blue like jazz, i hate to say is a christian book, not to say that christian books are a bad thing, But many if not a 9 out of ten, are very cheesey, Un inspired, cliche, Five steps to get what you want from God books. This book is NOTHING, let me say nothing of the sort, It takes you thru the journey of a man,that i can very much relate to, as he go's thru his Walk in life.It points out what many people really think of christians as, A bunch of nose pointed, Muslim hating, Republicans. And how sad he becomes at this, because thats not what it should be about. It also very readily talks about the doubts any real person would come in contact with. i could go on, But ill let you read and discover it on and in your own way if you so choose.

A wrinkle in time, well as i read thru school, during school, at home, at lunch. People so often pointed out, "oh i loved that book,when i was ten.." Yes it is a childrens book, But it has the childlike nature, To close your eyes, spin around, clap your hands three times, and suddenly your "tesserd"to a whole nother universe, Where your imagination takes you on a trip to your hopes fears and Imaganitive whims. It instills i guess what you would call good ethics. It brings you back to the place where a cardboard box as castle, Yet also has many deeper thoughts, Of being different and such. Also a very good book, which will forever stay on my shelf, But never with enough time for dust to collect on it.

i cant say to much about the catcher in the rye, Im not far enough into it

AND fahrenheit 451, a sad story about, how technology can dehumanize a society as quick as it can put us on its shoulder and carry us up a mountain. Made me realize how important idea's are, Knowledge. Idea's to be carried and thrived upon, To not be closed minded, to not live pleasure to pleasure. A world without true freedom and ability to express one's self, and Let your mind be expanded, is a oppresive world. That starts to unravel at its very seams, from those seams burst forth Hate, violence, And silent depression. A failed society will someday without doubt, destroy itself by any means neceesary

1984
Much like 451, a very oppresive society, Where you are forced to think one way, Knowing its false, But knowing by accepting that it is false you understand its not false but true,by being false it allows itself to also be true, Doublethink. The man who thinks outside of the box, Who screams silently with frustration, at the wrongness of his society, ultimatly is killed for it, inside more then out. He knows there is something profoundly wrong, That human nature, must somehow know that we are not all supposed to be the same, to think the same.

(ide like nothing more then to continue my love of these books,to give more adiquate descriptions but my thumb is way to sore for some reason, So that will be all)

Appreciating the freedom we enjoy
-Ian S.

isnt it strange how in the darkest, Or seemingly lowest points in one's day, After your self claimed Epic fail of the day. There is no smile to be found on your face, And no Joy in your heart.The Little things can just brighten the night, Like a lamp in a cold dark room.The song played by accident brings a smile to your face, du du da da.

School Re-started again today. The humdrum cycle already isnt fun. It was a hard day to start, waking up earlier then i have in two weeks.From first hour, i had my beliefs challenged. i wanted so badly to speak up, To speak out. To tell them they were wrong about the God they Were so quick to say, Passed condemnation out, Like Sex spreads diseise.i wanted to stand up and shout,But i felt that would be wrong, or come across in such a way it would never be recieved. i want to leave the class, It turns something i love and am passionate about,Into something i begin to loath and hate. Altho i feel, as if im biding my time. Finding the right time to speak when it will be heard fully.

Passion, Genuine.Desire, Need. Lust. Fear,Wail, Tear,Mind,Sill, Time.
i Hear about How Some of my favorite Guitarist, Would play night and day. To the point where their parents would take them to a pyschiatrist, For an obsession disorder.They all ended up being legends, and great guitar players, Reveered and respected long after they have died. Is this the sort of passion needed to reach our highest dreams and goals? i dont think so, But those who make it far, They know what they want. So,they drive and strive for it with every fiber of their being, It is what gives their life meaning, Color and Love. Love, they love that instrament, Im going to strive for more passion in my living, passion is a step towards love. Adding more love in our life, Doesnt sound like a bad thing to me.


-Only Love is all Maroon
Ian S.

He lived for what and who he loved,Believed and thougth to be good

i dont know who's right or wrong, If were just accidental specs floatin, like the wind. Of if We have strings, and we do everything cause were supposed to. i think its both, happening at the same time.
-Forrest Gump

Well, if you cant tell, i just watched forest Gump. Deffinatly one of the Greatest, Best movies i have ever seen. Its got such a good message, Or story.We have no power to determine what we have comeing into this world, But we do determine what we do with what we're given. He changed the lives of so many people, By just doing what he knew to do, what he believed to be right and good.

He started with nothing, and ended with everything. He had money, fame, and followers. But that wasnt the great part about his story, Thru his actions, So many people were affected and changed for the better, Cynical Dan, Poor bubba, Lost jenny. All ended better because of him.But he didnt live for the fame, For the money, or the attention. He lived for what he loved, For who he loved.

The good memories were not the Partys or such, They were The stars shining at night over Vietnam, The sparkle of the sunset over the ocean. The two sky's on the beautiful, crystal lake. And the loss of boundary between heaven and earth in the desert sky, And the love of woman, Who showed Him the love in A cold world.

Really an inspiring movie.Makes you think what is truelly acomplishable in this life we live.Important things cant be bought or sold. But are In people, In what we do.Its not about how smart, Tall, Short or handsome, But really the heart of the matter. i guess thats why people say skip the crap and lets get to the heart of the matter.

Makes me remember to enjoy the simple matters of life. And to never look down or belittle someone.We're all made by the same God, So we all got the same stamp of approval,

Im up in the woods, im making a sil
-ian S

We can go out after dark, Because its Christmas Time.

Well Today, Is finally the day. Children Count down months ahead of time. 11 months of waiting, and my favorite time of the year.But This year, it hasnt really felt like christmas, The holly hasnt been enough, The lights must not be shining right, The tree's must not be green enough. Everything is the same, So im not really sure why everyone agree's that it just doesnt feel as magical as it used to, Maybe we've lost the sight of Things as we grow older.

Its times like these, Where you really think about the Real reason, Behind the sparkle of lights, And Green needles That make pointy hay. You see The star that shown above the stable. Where My love, My savior, My God was born. He was born a man, Mortal as any of us, As prone to sin, To feel emotion, To have urges. But he was not all man, He had The blood of the True king running thru his veins. He Saved me, He saved you. He saved everyone, Even tho he knew, Not all would accept him.

He knew some would reject, Some would make jokes just for a laugh, Some wouldnt even remember what he did on that cross, for the Eternal sake of everyone yet to be, has been, is, Living. He would have done it for just one, He loved us enough to die. A brutal death, Go to hell and come back.

Be jolly, Be happy. Love like he loved, Smile to brighten this world. Let him shine thru your eyes, with numbing kindness.
Open your presents, Drink your nogg, Laugh with your friends, But thru it all Remember. The real reason He came, Remember the love,

Brighter days are ahead, Brighter days are here if we only look for the light.
Be thankful for what you have, Dont Be jelous of what you dont
-ian S

The Vinyl Fire crackles,thump,Tick,

i got a vinyl copy today, i have become a happy man.
Something about vinyl, just makes the song so much more personal, So much warmer. Not cold digital to your ears, But warm melodies to your Heart. Its something you hold and you carefully set the needle to spin, Hoping not to scratch the delicate source Of sound.

Today, or today from about 2:54pm - 11:33pm, Was good, It always is pretty good. i hope that isnt bad. But if it is, im ok with it, Bad is only bad to those whose good, Isnt My Good. And my Good, in my opinion, Is better then "Their" good.

That crackle in vinyl, The tiny flaws, Are what people like me appreciate in it. Its not perfect, Its a little bit flawed, Like people. Ive always enjoyed live shows over a cd, anytime of the day. i would rather be with; honest, cracked people. Then Fake and fixed up, "Perfect" people.

That secret that we know;
But dont you look when you're Fleeing.
-Ian s

Candy Cane Covered Night

Tonight, In shorter form, was great. It had all the mixings and toppings for great salad of adventure like fun.

met a few new people, weird and i assumed wrong about them at first, Turns out their pretty cool people.Had fun doing stuff i wouldnt expect doing, But the most fun was in the little things, the endings:Tall windows, White walls,. Just peaceful ya know?

i was told a small story by someone, About them and someone, Not anything real heavy or deep.Just life in genral. But still nice to have been told, And at the end of it, She said, but you probably dont care. Fact is tho i do care, Not so much about a guy ive never met,(dont get me wrong, i met him, So i care) But to get a little more involved in someone's life, To see a new shift in the color spectrum of life, If i were to only listen to what i had to hear, and see only what i saw, that could be cripplingly limited, Not to mention boreing.

So thank you for the insight, i enjoy actual conversations with people who have something to say, whether or not i agree or disagree with it. Even if im just listning.

Merry christmas, Find adventure in Every Night
-Ian S