Yeah, so here's a little break from the journey... and a trip on another little journey, this time of the theological variety... so, without further a...do? 

So many thoughts float, there not random, but put for a purpose/ sure as i was placed here on earths surface, there's a reason that i'm breathin/ same as there's a reason for this season, and that's cuz Christ came/ born in a manger with hay, been prophesied, but people thought it insane/ they were so engrained to look for a King with an earthly reign/ not for one that came to wash the stain, they just watched in vain/ and when this man named Jesus came and healed the lame, they thought it was some sort of a game/ they couldn't handle the change, still bound by theological chains/ couldn't stand that He said, He and the Father's the same, so when they heard these words proclaimed/ they wanted Him dead, they didn't want to obey, so they tried to send Him away/ but He knew what they would say, so they tried to lead the people astray/ but Hestayed, just continued to lay the foundations of the Gospel out inside of a frame/ painted a picture of how He had come to claim, those who His Father knew by name/  and since He left, the world ain't been the same/ ....

Day 20...

Another long night.. The sounds seemed louder than usual, but i'm writing it off as my imagination.. and maybe that's really all it was. No dreams this time. The first nights here were all nightmares, dreams filled with fears that i've almost succeeded in forcing myself to forget, but lately there have been different dreams. I can't really tell if i'm awake or asleep, but the same visions appear over and over. I can never quite make out anything, it's all a blur when i come to.. Sleep comes more readily now than at first, but i still never sleep more than an hour or two at a time. I can't let the fire burn down.. I'm getting low on wood to burn, so i'm going to gather more this afternoon when the sun gets high enough to break through the tops of the trees. I hate going into the woods, as innocent as they look in the daytime, only because i hear the sounds that come from them at night. Luckily i haven't had to venture in too far, as there is enough of everything i need within a hundred yards of the treeline. I found the stream the first day, when I was bold enough to venture out, and the fruit trees were easy enough to spot. I've failed miserably at catching anything but the occasional fish, but i'm in no danger of starving.  I worry sometimes about the seasons of this place, because i do not know if such plenty will remain, but i doubt i will survive to see a seasons change if I have not escaped this wretched place by then. I long to leave, but I fear my leaving here is another dream that will quickly depart from me...

Currently Playing Melt By Rascal Flatts see related

Day 19...

It's April 17th... i think.. Almost 3 weeks since I arrived here, but it feels like i've been here forever. Not in a feels like home kind of way, but in an each day feels like an eternity type of thing. The days are no longer than normal days, but the nights seem to drag on and on and on... I guess this is how napoleon felt when he was banished to devil's island or maybe robinson crusoe or some other fanciful character, but at least they knew why they were there...and where 'there' was. Me on the other hand, i'm just lost. I'm becoming accustomed the myriad of strange noises, though I'm completely unaware of what emits the majority of them...and perhaps it's better that way, at least i can still catch a little sleep. My imagination is enough to keep me up most of the night, but the reality of it might keep me awake permanently, or asleep permanently.. either of which hasn't reached an appealing enough level to make me venture out after dark, but i don't doubt that day will come and not too far off at the present rate that my sanity and  patience are both fading. I think this journal is the only thing that keeps me from going off the map completely. At least i can imaging myself conversing with another human being, and for the moment i guess that's enough.. it has to be enough, cuz it's really the only thing i've got...

Currently Playing 40 Acres By Caedmon's Call see related

What's up.. the thing of the day is a rich mullins song... One of my favorite songs of all time. A lot of very early memories tied to it. Anyway, here are the lyrics to 'If I Stand."

There's more that rises in the morning
Than the sun
And more that shines in the night
Than just the moon
It's more than just this fire here
That keeps me warm
In a shelter that is larger
Than this room

And there's a loyalty that's deeper
Than mere sentiments
And a music higher than the songs
That I can sing
The stuff of Earth competes
For the allegiance
I owe only to the Giver
Of all good things

So if I stand let me stand on the promise
That you will pull me through
And if I can't, let me fall on the grace
That first brought me to You
And if I sing let me sing for the joy
That has born in me these songs
And if I weep let it be as a man
Who is longing for his home

There's more that dances on the prairies
Than the wind
More that pulses in the ocean
Than the tide
There's a love that is fiercer
Than the love between friends
More gentle than a mother's
When her baby's at her side

And there's a loyalty that's deeper
Than mere sentiments
And a music higher than the songs
That I can sing
The stuff of Earth competes
For the allegence
I owe only to the Giver
Of all good things

So if I stand let me stand on the promise
That you will pull me through
And if I can't let me fall on the grace
That first brought me to You
And if I sing let me sing for the joy
That has born in me these songs
And if I weep let it be as a man
Who is longing for his home

And if I stand let me stand on the promise
That you will pull me through
And if I can't let me fall on the grace
That first brought me to You
And if I sing let me sing for the joy
That has born in me these songs
And if I weep let it be as a man
Who is longing for his home

And if I weep let it be as a man
Who is longing for his home