...If a car keeps driving forward and backward over the same spot, will it ever get out??

I feel stuck in a rut.

Priorities (Lets not put the cart before the horse)

Part 1. Vegitarianism. Days 3-7.

Wow, a lot has happened in the last 4 days. I saw Mute Math and Eisley on Tuesday. Switchfoot, Relient K, and Ruth on Wednesday. And all the while I've been sticking to my veggie guns. And it's actually getting easier. And i rather like it.

I also feel compelled to let you all know about something was inspiring to me. While I was working yesterday, an older gentleman came up wanting some donuts. Generally not a strange occurance, but this guy was deaf. After nearly 5 minutes of trying to communicate, I finally got his order right and he paid me and I gave him his change. He mouthed 'thank you' and got in his car and left.
This is significant, really I promise. The entire time we were struggling to communicate, i never once saw frustration on this man's face. In fact, he seemed to find our predicament rather humorous. And that got me thinking. Why? Perhaps he had just gotten used to it. He's been deaf for so long that it's just normal to him. But this guy had a joy about him. Like he really relished life. So the experience has me wondering about my priorities. The one thing in my life right now that constantly gives me satisfaction and brings me happiness is music. The music made by other people, as well as my own. If, say, I became deaf, I would not be able to experience music. So where would that leave me? On the top of a building ready to jump? I mean, i know it sounds drastic, but that would be a giant change for me.
So here i sit, eating mac and cheese, wondering. Maybe i need to reevaluate myself and the things I hold near and dear. I recently posted some lyrics lamenting our shortsightedness as a race. I have found that same affliction in myself. So maybe, I should be focusing first on loving and then second on music and other things that, ultimately, won't last past this life.
That man came to in for more donuts today. And seemed legitimately excited to see me. And I found myself pretty pumped to see him too. I hope to find interaction with my new friend on a regular basis. Perhaps it will keep my priorities in tact.

And that ends part 1.



Part 2. Lyricism.

This one's called 'Let It Be Love'

What is the reason? What is the rhyme?
What is the cost of this wasted time?
What is this season? The rainclouds are fine
When the silver lining meets my eyes

Whoa Oh love is everlasting
Whoa Oh sing of this salvation
Whoa Oh love is everlasting
Whoa Oh sing of this salvation

I'm guilty of treason. There's no point in trying.
grace as a consequence does not fit the crime
Can I sing louder? Will my voice carry far?
Is there anything meaningful left in this life?

rpt ch.

Let it be love
Let it be love
Let it be love and nothing else
(4x)

I am the reason. We are the rhyme.
That the Son of Heaven came here to die
Sing this one softly. Or sing it out loud.
The world needs to know what we've got in our sights



As always, criticism is appreciated.

Napkin Poetry and Days 2 and 3

Part 1.
Well, this vegetarian thing is not as hard as anticipated. Day 2 found me back at subway for another salad, while day 3 (today) provided me with the knowledge (compliments of Taco Bell), that one can still eat unhealthily while being a vegetarian. Now of course, sprinkled here and there, there have been little salads, fruits, wheat thins, and whatever else i find around here that isn't meat. But I'm rather enjoying this so far. Stay tuned for more.

Part 2.
Some lyrics. Or potential lyrics. I wrote this on an airplane napkin on my way to Maine. I know, it sounds rather cliche and ridiculous, but i really didn't have any paper on me. So sue me. The chorus contains a line trying to capture the irony of me attempting to write a song on 6 beautiful JetBlue napkins. Whatever. Here goes.


Untitled (as of yet)

Poets write for daughters of kings
And visionaries see the change they will bring
Wires and airplanes and ideas connect us
But I feel so disconnected tonight
So disconnected tonight

So I'll write this napkin poetry
In hopes that you'll come rescue me
and I'll find reason to believe
It's not like I doubt myself
It's just you that I don't trust
Oh faith, don't leave me high and dry

Poets write for daughters of kings
And lovers give their hearts without strings
Children and stormclouds and stars inspire us
But I feel so disenchanted tonight
so disenchanted tonight.

This is uncomfortable now
This is the way it goes
This is the reason I'm alive.

Day 1.

Today was day one of my challenge. It was not difficult. I worked all day. I had some eggs in the morning. And some apple cider. For lunch, I had a a salad from subway with some veggies and cheese on it.

Stay tuned. I'm sure this will get much more challenging.

Not a vegan, you silly goose....

.....I'm a vegetarian.

So here's the deal. For the longest time (ok, so maybe like 3 years), I've been wanting to spend some time as a vegetarian. Just to see what it's like. So tonight, I have decided to do an experiment. I'm calling it '30 Days as a Vegetarian'. It's pretty self-explanatory really. I will spend the next thirty days as a vegetarian. I will eat no red meat, poultry, or pork. Fish will be allowed, but never fear, I don't eat much of it. Also, eggs and dairy will be allowed.

I will chronicle the health effects, side effects, symptoms of withdrawal, and my over-all feelings for the next thirty days. I hope you all will enjoy this as much as I do!

This is effective immediately. But just to make it clean and neat, tomorrow, Saturday, October 13th, shall be day number 1.

-Joshua David

Is this saving grace or am I just saving face?

And now, my first real post. Some lyrics. For which there will be an explanation some other time. It's called 'Infinity'.


Is this my life? Or is it just a dream?
Is it louder where I am or where the silence speaks?
Is this my home? Or just a foreign land?
Is this magic you possess? Or just slight of hand?

So let it be known, that I won't be satisfied
Until it all goes down, and we find the other side.

I don't wanna be shortsighted
I don't wanna lose myself
I don't wanna be ruled by my doubt
I want You to be enough

Is this saving grace? Or am I just saving face?
Is it idealistic to believe that love could rule this place?
Is this my heart? Or is it in my head?
Does knowledge build me up until my spirit is all dead?

So let it be known, that I won't be satisfied
Until it all goes down, and we find the other side.

I wanna wake up from this dream in forever
I wanna wake up from this dream in forever
I wanna fly from this useless endeavor
I wanna know that I'm alive

Hello

Hello, oh world of blogspot.

I'm decided to put my musings here.

Stay tuned.