NO BARBIES! (Willow Wisps Chorus)

Hello friends, what do you think of my new format? Let me know what you think. If you have any ideas on templates or ways to make this place look more friendly and or awesome let me know. i'm always taking suggestions and ideas. Which brings me to another question. If you guys have a topic or idea you want me to write about leave it in the comment section below, I always enjoy writing about what subjects people want to read, and tearing it apart and making fun of it on some occasions. I do have to put a warning, if you ask me to write about barbie or who i think will win "The next top model" you wont get a serious blog, you will get something like this:
Barbies, are in nature evil and satanic creatures made of plastic. I would never let my kids play with them, not because dolls terrify me to death (and they do), but because their head spins 360 degrees without losing their smile, their bodies are so fake and perfect that the only real human you can see with such a figure is in Hollywood full of more plastic than it takes to make hundreds of barbies, ah yes Hollywood the only place in America that has more silicon then silicon Vally. But seeing as both of them are in Californian I'm beginning to wonder if the rest of the world has enough silicon or that they just stole it all.
so there no barbies. Anyway please give your opinions and your ideas. another thing i ask is that when you see a poll (and there will be many of them) please vote, I want to make them fun and i want to see everyone response and put them in my blog. so the more you participate the more i can make fun or talk about you :). Love you all.
So a few of you asked me to post this up there, i actually know it by heart now. One of those things I just wrote and then never forgot:

When the night grows long
and the willow wisps song
spills out among the skies.
You will find me in my home
among the trees and woodland comb
sitting on the grass grown stumps.
Take to heart the sight you see
and remember it forever be
the scene which the willows sing.
And take your seat among the hills
all the children who seek the thrills
of the willow wisp chorus.

And there you go, hope you enjoy it. I did and it helped a lot. Ever get to that point where you just cant go on, and feel as if there is no place that you can rest. I find quoting this poem helps.

Cloth's of the Sinner

Tonight you will not find comedy, you will not laugh. Tonight is a night of thought, of wonder. To sit back and ponder the many roads of life, and which ones you walk.
Out on my balcony i was sitting in my chair as i always do. Taking the last drag from my cig, i began to think. (which usually happens when i sit outside) The moon covered somewhat by the transparent clouds, and while the street lights illuminated the sky a few stars could be seen. What you are about to read are my thoughts:

My faults i carry deep within

the burden of my darkest sins
but made of denim, and cotton weave
i shield myself just like a thief
I walk among the city streets
clothed within the fashion sheaths
so that the world may never know
my darkest days and heart of coal.
as a child i once said to the cotton tree
i will never know the shame to be covered in thee
but now grown and lived a life of sin
the cotton tree hides me from within
Do we all wear our sins each day
within the cloths we all display?
is this denim nothing more
than a stocking for my sins to grow?
and is cotton the best defense
to hide the sinning sequence
that lives throughout are daily lives?
can i rid myself of my caged attraction
and live a life of a sinless fashion
or must i always display my sins each day
to the world by my choice of clay
till the day the lord can say
your sins are gone take off the ragged cloths
and come with me to a world without your shame
or the need to cover that which i have made
I CHOOSE NOT!
to wear the cloth of sin
but cloth myself within
the truth and light of Gods great life
and live eternally with him.

I wrote a rough draft book titled "Peters Hand" which was about a girl on the cliff of suicide searching for hope. Peter who was a mysterious friend helps her escape from her life into a world she doesn't understand. While she goes through trials and pain within this same world, and at first she comes to hate Peter, realizes that everything she has gone through is by her own making. One big part in the book is that its constantly raining if she isn't holding Peter's hand. through out the book she is always changing cloths and letting the old ones dry out, each set of cloths only last a little while in the rain and begin to make her sick from the cold and wetness. A meaningful metaphor symbolizing the committing and forgiving of sin.
When Adam and Eve sinned in the garden of Eden, they immediately realized they were naked and were ashamed of this fact. God made them cloths to cover their bodies. As humans we are ashamed of a lot of things: Our past mistakes, our lies, even our bodies. cloths do a great job of covering it all up. Think about this for a second, without clothing we couldn't hide a thing. Bruises would be shown, scars, marks, everything about the body. No cutter could cover up self inflicted marks, no wife could cover a bruise given to her by her abusive husband, and no identifying mark would be hidden from anyone's eyes. So is true with sin, we try our hardest to cover it all up with what we wear and more importantly how we act, but even though we cloth and hide ourselves from others, God can still see everything. He does see everything, which is scary, but also reassuring. Even after every sin you commit, God still loves you, still wants you with him, and still paid the ultimate price for you which is still yours to freely take. clothed or not, God knows every mark on your body, on your heart, and on your soul.
These are just a few of my thoughts, but i would like to leave you with a prayer.

Dear lord, my creator and God in heaven.
this world is Yours as you made it, and so is Yours to take away
but in the time that i have been given
i give it all back to You
for You are my God, and salvation.
I ask that You give the strength needed to carry out not only Your daily works
but that all my friends and those reading this will also be given strength
that You bless us with Your wisdom when we are weak
and grant us peace when we are weary
and let Your light show the way when we are blind
You are my God, You are life
and without You my life is none
In your holy name, amen.