2:04 AM drinking Organic Green te

I've never been one for talking.
well, actually i talk a lot.

But i've never been good at talking.

I mean i know how to keep up a conversation and keep it interesting and entertaining, but when it starts getting personal I just can't talk.

And I'm not like broken or something, 
I know how to talk about myself, I know how to express myself, and I sort of know how to explain myself.

What I mean is that:
 yeah, 
I know how to talk about my life, 
whats happened and happening; but it seems I've forgotten how to put myself in what I'm talking about.

when it comes to my emotions, I'm reserved. 
I don't share them with everyone, and its a bit baffling. 

I'm concerned because I'm Not Your Average Joe.™
I'm different than a lot of people, I still care about the little things.
I listen well.
I listen as you explain everything that is wrong for you.
I speak to you and explain everything will be alright with you.

I dont shoot people down I tell them they can fly, because why not?
I push forward and try my best not to get dragged backwards.
I'm not perfect and I don't ever want to be.
I've learned to love the kinks in my armour and the memories attached to them.
I know I have God on my side as my protector, teacher, guide, and hope.
I know that I've got a life and so I'm gonna live it to the fullest..
I know Ill come up to heavens gates in rags and bruises, sobbing in smiles, saying I used it, I used it all Dad. Everything you gave me I gave right back to your Glory. 
I know he will tell me "You are home son." and I know one day I'll come home.

until then, 
I'm just gonna keep talking...

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?I wonder who will listen¿

Trevour Owens™

 Never be afraid to jump.

Cast your gaze upon the †

Run my child.

well its not my child...

Just my picture of a really cool one.

Run to the Father with joy like a child chasing a bird.

People say..

People say.. People say..

Alright so things happen.

When they do you talk about them.

But you also listen, you hear a lot...

 In your head, 

other people voices, 

other peoples voices in your head.

But what do you think?
What has your Spirit spoken?
When it comes to love, you are always suppose to chose love..
If you really truly believe in Love than you must walk in it. 

People are gonna tell you a lot of things, but if you listen to them and not the love that moves you' you will be stuck standing still for a long time.

LOVE WILL MAKE YOU RUN. 
Run with me and I'll carry you when your knees give out.


When I fall it will be into your lap or at his feet...

People come and go, but my love for you; for everyone, it will be hard not to remember.

Whatever.

Sometimes I feel like I'm walking slowly smoking a cigarette while my mind is running laps.

I'm trying to teach myself to meet somewhere in the centre, and the centre being Christ  †

I've spent too much time playing tag with my thoughts, when I should just be swimming in my own lane.

I was born in Portland in the rain and I have always been a swimmer.. 
I don't know why I've been out of the water for so long..
 Like truly, it is so simple. 

Just dive in.

Whenever wherever you feel like an island amongst the vast blue ocean just start to swim... 

You see we adapt, 
we float, 
and then we swim.

°°But some people drown.°°
Well, Yeah i know..

But if you never dive than you'll never emerge.





Come to the river.
And I'm not crazy and am referencing some river in Africa..
≈≈≈≈ But just come to the living water. ≈≈≈≈
Because if you don't, you will dry.

Do not lose who you are trying to figure out a way to quench your thirst.. 
I know it, I know at least one of you is like me and you are tasting what the world fills your cup with and you realise that you want more. Not of what you're drinking but more than what you're drinking. 
I'm talking to you.

Come to the river
and
dive in.

Everything here is 100% me. Photos and Words.

It's 12:42 Am on whats now technically a Thursday January morning. My friend Brendan is out cold on my futon and he's snoring pretty well. I am so thankful for music, to me music is a way of tuning your life to words and melodies that get to bring out your happiness.

 I really am a happy person; Sort of. I mean I think I have a purpose, if I don't then what the hell, I'll make one for myself and still thank God for the life I get to live. Like that is so crazy beautiful to me, the fact that I get my own life. One where I get to make the choices that shape who or what I become. I don't know the man i will become but dang if I get one whole life I'm going to have to give it to the glory of the one who purchased my ticket. 

Life is not a rollercoaster or an amusement park. Life is life. It gets naked, it takes showers to wash off its dirt and it continues. Life has storms that bend our beams but do not break them. Life gets rain and life gets droughts. 

I'm learning that it doesn't really matter though.
Like think about this..

Forget for a moment the need you have to fight the Father who designed you inside your mothers womb.

God is in love with you.
God delights in you.
There is nothing that you've done that can keep him from smiling at you.
And that radiant grin is with you 
in
all
of
life.

†

12:30 AM ÓÒ

I really don't see the same things as most people do. I see different things from the same things.

≈≈ Verily, I think it's because I can still take the time to look ...≈≈

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