what shall we do with the drunken sailor?

what can i say?? carribean markets was quite an experience. totally mixed up! i think i got trapped in the blurr. i didnt quite feel with it. i played the part of the drunken sailor today...
and yada yada, im not sure why im here...now. not sure what im meant to say.

wahahahaha. life has been quite a distance from simple lately.
i cant say haywire anymore, thats an understatement! what can i say? ive been wrestling with myself lately, (at least i can say iv been winning...so lame, i kno!) and alla sudden, like a mass pimple break out, suddenly its not all smooth, and im not as perfect, and ive got issues...
bring it on? heck, well whats to do? moping over it never helped anyone...
if anything, learning how to get over one's self and see further than ya own self-oriented pain mite be one of the greatest lessons of life huh? and to top it off, i know im not alone. and i know that i dont have to fight my own demons.

My Grace is sufficient for you, My strength is made perfect in weakness - My Lord

whats the most difficult is prying my fingers open, forcing myself to LET GO of control. i think im a control freak, very subtly...a control frreak. and i like to be on top of things *duh! who doesnt riite? im just blurting...rambling, call it what you like, my main audience is myself. u kno the whole self-reflection thing....well yea, im doing that.

hey shpeshOoL starz! if ur out there...i miss yaz. but u know rite now, as much as it kills me, mb our paths just aint crossing, theres a time for evrything riite? mb now just isnt time. i miss others i used to talk to more aswell. heyya mikee! have barely kept in touch with ya too...my bad. havnt seen steve in ages, miss him too. wow. thinkin about it, i cant quite say ive been much in touch with any churcho folks. scareyy!!

whispers of silver...
who hears them? who listens for them?
whispers of silver.

soz for my lack of randomness and amusement lately, nic's currently unavailable. shez been pre-occupied trying to ward off an old foe, a familiar rival. so ignore the huffs of frustration, and muffled winces of pain, whats a battle without warscars? its like cleaning a self inflicted deep wound and then adding stinging ointment...

everything's gonna be alright, rockabye! rockabye!

be strong oke? hold on, i wanna help you, but i cant be of much help atm. but i know someone who can, and so do you. so ask Him. dont worry about me! im starting to feel better already :]

...He hears your whispers of silver