fox and lion

i am so tired.
i don't feel the need to justify myself anymore.

my works speak loudly enough, my service has spoken for me -
i know there is more to do, i haven't done enough, but i feel as if i don't need to justify myself to anyone except God. my beliefs stand as they are. i am of the minority here, and i feel as if every new day is an inquisition. why should i explain myself to those that have done nothing except borrow their mother and father's rhetoric?

i want to win this election, rejoice, and then do more work.
no more talking, no more poetry.
it's time for prose.


this is a time for action.



"The innovator makes enemies of all who prospered under the old order, and only lukewarm support is forthcoming from those who would prosper under the new. [...] all armed prophets have conquered, and unarmed prophets have come to grief." - Machiavelli

my mistake was in refusing to bear arms.

He is able

'God is able to deliver us from this blazing, fiery furnace.'

i am so half-hearted in my attempts to seek him.
if i ever find him, i will hold on.
i won't ever slip again.

no one will shake me.

i don't think I'll ever be able to understand the concept of love or friendship because my view is so one sided. do i give because i fear there's no other use for me? or do i not let others in because I'm afraid of what they'll discover? i can't imagine why i should be any one's priority.


I've forgotten what it's like to be close.
i don't want to fuck anything else up.
i just don't want to be alone.

by faith

Romans 1:17
"The righteous will live by faith."

will You call me Your daughter?
will You turn me away?