A collection of words for the mind to reflect on and pictures that inspire the soul.
48 Things You Never Knew about Malaysia
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Wednesday, January 18, 2006
DIRECTIONS TO OUR FATHER'S HOUSE
DIRECTIONS TO OUR FATHER'S HOUSE
Make a Right onto Believeth Blvd.
Keep straight and go through the Green Light, which is Jesus Christ.
There, you must turn onto the Bridge of Faith, which is over troubled water.
When you get off the bridge, make a Right turn and Keep Straight.
You are on the King's Highway - Heaven-bound.
Keep going for three miles: One for the Father, One for the Son, and One for the Holy Ghost.
Then exit off onto Grace Blvd.
From there, make a Right turn ! on Gospel Lane.
Keep Straight and then make another Right on Prayer Road.
As you go on your way, Yield Not to the traffic on Temptation Ave.
Also, avoid SIN STREET because it is a DEAD END.
Pass up Envy Drive, and Hate Avenue.
Also, pass Hypocrisy Street, Gossiping Lane, and Backbiting Blvd.
However, you have to go down Long-suffering Lane, Persecution Blvd. and Trials and Tribulations Ave.
But that's all right, because VICTORY Street is straight ahead!
AMEN!
Tuesday, January 17, 2006
Creepy Cute
You don't usually see baby stickfigures on these warnings. They're cute, but I worry that this one has inadequate supervision.
Shelton
I love the macro on the little Canon digital cameras. This guy is getting bigger little by little. It is an amazing creature because it's shell can grow 5 times it's size in these little box turtles. A real amazing work of God's creation.
Above the clouds, below the clouds
Taken (whilst wingwalking*) on an Easyjet flight over the Irish sea.
* - not really, actually through a thick little window! :)
Bleu de feu. Blue of fire.
Andernos, Bassin d'Arcachon
Andernos, Basin of Arcachon
La mer! La mer!
La mer tragique et incertaine,
Où j'ai traîné toutes mes peines!
Depuis des ans, elle m'est celle.
Par qui je vis et je respire,
Si bellement, qu'elle ensorcelle
Toute mon âme avec son rire
Et sa colère et ses sanglots de flots;
…
Émile Verhaeren, "Au bord du quai"
Sea! Sea!
Tragic and dubious sea,
Where I trailed all my sorrows!
Since years, it is to me that.
By which I live and I breathe,
So gently, which it bewitches
All my heart with its laughter
And its anger and its sobs of floods;
…
Émile Verhaeren, "At the edge of the quay”
(Traduction Babel Fish)