I'm lost
For a time I felt like I didn't need to know
I didn't want to know my role
It was me blinding myself
My comfort was in not knowing
The ceasing of the pain was there so that I could press forward
I didn't grow up being called a word that I hate.
I didn't grow up in a rough part of town.
I didn't grow up scared of certain parts of town.
I didn't grow up watching all of roots.
I grew up surrounded by mutiple races
The races I had were on my games
The races I had was put to shame.
I grew up not knowing my role to play.
I don't know my role to play in this game of life.
I don't know my role to play
I don't know my voice in this pla
Welcome to Mistletoe Lane
Where we start on top of a Hill
And we end with Victory!
Take a walk down a beautiful lane where friendship, family, and spouses are much abound!
Love one another one another, hug one another, teach one another, hold a hand, take a kiss on the cheek on the way.
Mistletoe Lane where lives are brightened up and new creations are abound.
It's Christmas time, it's the perfect street to walk on down.
There's children to see and lots to play, friends to see who've been far away.
Welcome to Mistletoe Lane where the sides are green and the moon is staring outside!
But don't worry we have lights on in here tonight!
We
It in my hand.
My choice weapon isn't a pen
It's a pencil
See my choice weapon is double sided because I'm going to rewrite my story before I rewrite yours.
See I prefer a pencil over a pen because with a pencil I can erase the marks of my history to make room for the future.
See there are many things I wrote on myself thanks to
People
Demons
I mean myself
I don't know anymore.
See there is a reason I like to write in pencil and it's not because of fear of making something permanent.
It's because there are things I need to erase from my
Life
My head
My thoughts
I mean the way I used to perceive.
See you draw and sketch with pencil so you
I am one who uses his voice
....
What you can't hear it?
I'll get a bit louder for you.
I refuse to stay quiet anymore
I'm here to rise in the hope for me
I will speak to people that will reach the nations
My voice will dig a well for others
My voice is my tithe for it is my offering
To think that I would stop there is blasphemy to me
Don't you know that I'm no heathen
Gosh get your own tater tots
I saved mine for later and that time is now
If I forget to use who I am I just don't recognize my price
Don't forget you're not done yet either
Your voice has stayed too quiet
Give me a shout
Give me a shout
Why aren't you shouting yet
Thanks to the lord I can love myself without concern of what others think.
For He did not give me problems, but beautiful compilations that make an absolutely beautiful melody.
For victory from the Lord isn't given to those who ran the race, but to those who grab their medals.
Victory isn't a heated debate of do's and don'ts but with the Lord He just says go forth and conquer.
For power isn't given to the weak, but those who have a resolute mind to never be complacent.
To the one who is lost in their beliefs don't be afraid to lose the battle in yourself so the Lord can redeem the time to shine.
For those that feel incomplete don't forg
They come in
They come out
It could family, friends, loved ones, enemies, or strangers.
Most of the time it's just life.
That's what I used to think at least.
Now I understand what source of the current is from.
It's from war that we never had a choice to be in.
We all stand on the beach with sand under our feet.
You can try to move from place to place to get out.
I'm here to tell you though that the world is the beach, there is no escape.
You could go swimming, but it's dangerous out in that ocean.
I simply suggest something simple.
Just stand comfortably on the shore.
Get your feet just a little wet.
Stand still and feel the warmth of the s
Carnival
Daughter: Hey mommy can we go to the carnival?
Mom: Why do you want to go to a place, when you already live there?
Just look around at the world Sweaty and you will see the craziness of a carnival that you can see by having mommy pay money for some ticket. You got people arguing over stupid stuff all the time and nobody comes up with the answers for them. Then for the answers we do have people don’t even want to hear them. Those religious folks think they no more than science. People just love to argue over nothing.
If you want to enjoy crazy food that isn’t healthy for you than we can just go to any fast food place. Th
Do you even know?
Do you know what it's like to have things in your head that won't let you go?
Do you know what it's like to be free from some things, but chained to others?
Do you even know what it's like to be free from somethings at times and them hear a whisper in your head that won't let you forget and be free?
I do, I've been forgiven for my sins by the person I wronged, I know God forgives me, and I've forgiven, myself too.
Do you know what it's like to get chills when you see a certain car or a person who looks like them?
Do you know what it's like to look like you got it all together, but inside being scared at time to tell ho
I thought to myself about how there is so little rain in California.
I knew that we did not get enough rain to help fight the drought.
Most likely it still got worse.
Then I heard a new voice in my head.
It spoke to me saying that if we wanted rain we have to grow and accept pain.
It told me that we have been fighting change in our lives.
You fight to make new laws.
You dishonor those who came before you.
You fight to keep the identity you have latched onto safe.
You don't want to find out more about yourselves.
You want to force your ideas into the mold of the old.
You risk changing things up not knowing the doors that you shall open.
I'm lost
For a time I felt like I didn't need to know
I didn't want to know my role
It was me blinding myself
My comfort was in not knowing
The ceasing of the pain was there so that I could press forward
I didn't grow up being called a word that I hate.
I didn't grow up in a rough part of town.
I didn't grow up scared of certain parts of town.
I didn't grow up watching all of roots.
I grew up surrounded by mutiple races
The races I had were on my games
The races I had was put to shame.
I grew up not knowing my role to play.
I don't know my role to play in this game of life.
I don't know my role to play
I don't know my voice in this pla
Welcome to Mistletoe Lane
Where we start on top of a Hill
And we end with Victory!
Take a walk down a beautiful lane where friendship, family, and spouses are much abound!
Love one another one another, hug one another, teach one another, hold a hand, take a kiss on the cheek on the way.
Mistletoe Lane where lives are brightened up and new creations are abound.
It's Christmas time, it's the perfect street to walk on down.
There's children to see and lots to play, friends to see who've been far away.
Welcome to Mistletoe Lane where the sides are green and the moon is staring outside!
But don't worry we have lights on in here tonight!
We
It in my hand.
My choice weapon isn't a pen
It's a pencil
See my choice weapon is double sided because I'm going to rewrite my story before I rewrite yours.
See I prefer a pencil over a pen because with a pencil I can erase the marks of my history to make room for the future.
See there are many things I wrote on myself thanks to
People
Demons
I mean myself
I don't know anymore.
See there is a reason I like to write in pencil and it's not because of fear of making something permanent.
It's because there are things I need to erase from my
Life
My head
My thoughts
I mean the way I used to perceive.
See you draw and sketch with pencil so you
I am one who uses his voice
....
What you can't hear it?
I'll get a bit louder for you.
I refuse to stay quiet anymore
I'm here to rise in the hope for me
I will speak to people that will reach the nations
My voice will dig a well for others
My voice is my tithe for it is my offering
To think that I would stop there is blasphemy to me
Don't you know that I'm no heathen
Gosh get your own tater tots
I saved mine for later and that time is now
If I forget to use who I am I just don't recognize my price
Don't forget you're not done yet either
Your voice has stayed too quiet
Give me a shout
Give me a shout
Why aren't you shouting yet
Thanks to the lord I can love myself without concern of what others think.
For He did not give me problems, but beautiful compilations that make an absolutely beautiful melody.
For victory from the Lord isn't given to those who ran the race, but to those who grab their medals.
Victory isn't a heated debate of do's and don'ts but with the Lord He just says go forth and conquer.
For power isn't given to the weak, but those who have a resolute mind to never be complacent.
To the one who is lost in their beliefs don't be afraid to lose the battle in yourself so the Lord can redeem the time to shine.
For those that feel incomplete don't forg
They come in
They come out
It could family, friends, loved ones, enemies, or strangers.
Most of the time it's just life.
That's what I used to think at least.
Now I understand what source of the current is from.
It's from war that we never had a choice to be in.
We all stand on the beach with sand under our feet.
You can try to move from place to place to get out.
I'm here to tell you though that the world is the beach, there is no escape.
You could go swimming, but it's dangerous out in that ocean.
I simply suggest something simple.
Just stand comfortably on the shore.
Get your feet just a little wet.
Stand still and feel the warmth of the s
Carnival
Daughter: Hey mommy can we go to the carnival?
Mom: Why do you want to go to a place, when you already live there?
Just look around at the world Sweaty and you will see the craziness of a carnival that you can see by having mommy pay money for some ticket. You got people arguing over stupid stuff all the time and nobody comes up with the answers for them. Then for the answers we do have people don’t even want to hear them. Those religious folks think they no more than science. People just love to argue over nothing.
If you want to enjoy crazy food that isn’t healthy for you than we can just go to any fast food place. Th
I thought to myself about how there is so little rain in California.
I knew that we did not get enough rain to help fight the drought.
Most likely it still got worse.
Then I heard a new voice in my head.
It spoke to me saying that if we wanted rain we have to grow and accept pain.
It told me that we have been fighting change in our lives.
You fight to make new laws.
You dishonor those who came before you.
You fight to keep the identity you have latched onto safe.
You don't want to find out more about yourselves.
You want to force your ideas into the mold of the old.
You risk changing things up not knowing the doors that you shall open.
Not good at being creative as often as I want to be, learning Japanese, hope to make video games when I grow up, and not very good at drawing for now but practice can help with that.
Current Residence: Home deviantWEAR sizing preference: X-Large Print preference: Times New Roman Favourite genre of music: R&B Favourite photographer: Myself Favourite style of art: Anime, Manga, 3D Operating System: ? MP3 player of choice: MP3 Shell of choice: Black because if it were to be made it would probably be a bomb too. Wallpaper of choice: My original Pokemon Skin of choice: Flesh Favourite cartoon character: Megaman (before starforce) Personal Quote: I am disliked by so many peoples because I'm so annoying. Well I don't give a crap about that.
Tools of the Trade
Anything I am willing to trade that you want.
Other Interests
Games, food, TV,and good friends that I can depend and trust.
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