This page contains some of my poetry and some quotes and such that I have picked up through the years of reading, and most of these I cannot even tell you who to give credit to for them.....sorry about that part.  Hope you like them.

Most people don't mind criticism, so long as it is about someone else.

Few people have virtue enough to withstand the highest bidder.

The power to choose always gives you the final say.

It isn't a mistake to have strong views and opinions.  It is a mistake to have nothing else.

Everyone is a fool at least five minutes out of each day Wisdom consists of not exceeding that limit

Integrity is doing the right thing Even if nobody is watching

The Art of good conversation Is not only knowing what to say and when to say it But is truly knowing what not to say at the most tempting moment

Not to get all religious on anyone...but I once heard an interesting point...and since this photo seems to go with it, and this is MY page, lol....and somewhere some pastor would be glad I remembered part of his sermon I am sure <ahem> Anyway....Eve did not actually succomb to the first temptation of the serpent.  The serpent said to Eve "Did God not tell you that you could eat of ANY tree in the garden" and she responded that He had not said that, He had told them they could "eat from any tree but that one".  So then the serpent launches into, but why would he deny you the fruit of this tree when he has denied you no other, etc etc...you know the story... Anyway...as the story goes she pigs out on the fruit gives some to her hubby (because girls can never finish all of their's and hubbies get stuck with the leftovers...lol) and then she takes him shopping for fig leaves.  (Or something like that)  The point is....the first temptation was for her to mis-relay or mis-interpret the word of God to affirm her personal desires, not to simply disobey the word of God by eating the fruit.  (Bet this will cut down on the Pers. Msgs. I get when I am in chat. LOL)

Wasted Wasted days and nights fighting The arguement of silence The discomfort in your presence Wanting to run, to escape from you I stare out the window, wishing You ask, "Why are you moping?" I glance at you, and simply shrug I dream of ways to get away You lied to me, from the start about everything There is no truth in us All ties that bind are gone, except love There is a part of me that can't do it That can't bring myself to abandon you I want to run, to just leave, to be alone But I can't, and I hate myself for it. Copyright �2002

The art of being wise Is the art of knowing What to overlook

The last temptation Is the greatest treason To do the right thing for the wrong reason

Worthy Will I be made to walk alone Face the morning sun in solitude The winter wind howling past me As if I am not worthy But, worthy I am This I know HE did not create me To be made to feel inadequate By you. . .one of HIS creations too Why must you Make me to feel as though I am not worthy of your heart When all I ever wanted Was to give you all of me I wanted to be your partner Your lover and best friend I wanted to grow old with you To be there holding on tight when one of us is at the end I am worthy of that... I know I am. Copyright �2002

I'd rather be ashes than dust I'd rather my spark go out in a burning flame Then that it be stifled by dry rot I'd rather be a spledid meteor Blazing across the sky Every atom in me in magnificent glow Then to be a sleepy and permanent planet Life is to be lived Not to exist I shall not waste my days Trying to prolong them I will use my time.

Everything is a Miracle

Genuine goodness is threatening to those on the opposite end of the moral spectrum

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