Truer than True

Song Of Day
Wowee I haven't seen you guys in a while. I have had many opportunities to blog I just did not really know how to phrase them. I am currently packing for my trip to Uganda!!!! Pearl of Africa, here I come! I am ecstatic to travel, I will be there for two weeks. It is going to be a superb trip. Anyways I have begun to use my big girl camera (chivalry is pictured here) as opposed to my go-to guy (Bingo's work is portrayed in this post). Chivalry really is great, I had simply just been unable to understand how to handle the exposure stuff. I am getting some of his film developed today so perhaps I will show you those before I leave.
But moving on what have I been up to lately? Drooling over these GORGEOUS homes  on Trendir, really makes me want to marry an architect. (By the way I have been watching How I Met Your Mother nonstop, currently on Season 2 Episode 9, and I just watched the episode where Barney pretends to be Ted Moesby: Architect to get a kick-boxer to have sex with him. Basically reallllllyyyy funny.) Here are the homes. All photos and quotes are from Trendir Magazine: Modern House Designs.


The first one is unbelievable. It is described as the "Twisted reflective house with angled walls and ceilings" and Daniel Libeskind does incredible work at portraying exactly that. 

Now this beautiful piece of work is astounding. The beautiful blend of the rustic red brick old house with a completely modern white-wash interior and a glass-encased kitchen.  AR Design Studio creates this fantastic piece of art in Winchester. "The contrast between the warm red brick exterior and the cool white walls and modern glazing is oddly intoxicating."

Believe it or not this is the opposite side. 

Above all, love each other deeply, because love covers over a multitude of sins. 1 Peter 4:8

The Way Back

The Song Of The Day

Wrath Wine

The diddy for today is...
John Steinbeck

The Grapes of Wrath 

"The houses were left vacant on the land and the land was vacant because of this. Only the tractor sheds of corrugated iron, silver and gleaming, were alive; and they were alive with metal and gasoline and oil, the disks of the plows shining. The tractor had lights shining, for there is no day and night for a tractor and the disks turn the earth in the darkness and they glitter in the daylight. And when a horse stops work and goes into the barn there is a life and vitality left, there is a breathing and a warmth, and the feet shift on the straw, and the jaws champ on the hay, and the ears and eyes are alive. There is a warmth of life in the barn, and the heat and smell of life. But when the motor of a tractor stops, it is dead as the ore it came from. The heat goes out of it like the living heat that leaves a corpse. Then the corrugated iron doors are closed and the tractor man drives home to town, perhaps twenty miles away, and he need not come back for weeks or months, for the tractor is dead. And this is easy and efficient. So easy that the wonder goes out of work, so efficient that the wonder goes out of the land and the working of it, and with the wonder the deep understanding and the relation. And in the tractor man there grows the contempt that comes only to a stranger who has little understanding and no relation. For nitrates are not the land, nor phosphates; and the length of fiber in the cotton is not the land. Carbon is not a man, nor salt nor water nor calcium. He is all these, but he is much more, much more; and the land is so much more than its analysis. The man who is more than his chemistry, walking on the earth, turning his plow point for a stone, dropping his handles to slide over an  outcropping, kneeling in the earth to eat his lunch; that man who is more then his elements knows the land that is more than its analysis. But the machine man, driving a dead tractor on land he does not know and love; understands only chemistry; and is contemptuous of the land and of himself. When the corrugated iron doors are shut, he goes home, and his home is not the land."

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Epoch Revisited

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Feeling the real need to blog lately and decided that I will stop resisting. Everything smells like a baby for some reason, like everything I smell my brain goes, "hmmm... baby?" It is really strange. I have been feeling quite turbulent lately. Everything is coming to an end and summer will soon begin. Many friendships I have built this year will be fading and a lot of work is to be turned in. I am trying to come to terms with myself and my approval/disapproval of my actions. I KNOW I cannot stray from him, that is the only component I am positive about. I need to be more aware of my actions and the effect it will have upon people around me. Sometimes I begin to believe that I am someone that I am not. Identity issues. I do and say things that I later look back to and wonder what in the world I was thinking. My computer ALWAYS want to be updated and I'm like "be content with who you are dude." I am going to leave this in one extremely long paragraph. I am about to graduate high school. Am I ready for the real world? Do I need to quit my job at Chick-Fil-A? Cindy, Leigh and I went to Epoch again today. We conversed about the changes in our lives and what will soon be occurring within all of us. I had chi and love-cake. Cindy was fasting so she just had ginger tea. Leigh had a root beer. We revisited topics that we had delved into last time. We touched upon the righteous jealousy of God and the gentleness of his love. Survival of the fittest. Does fittest apply to the body, mind and soul? Will I survive? It seems to be a trend among high schoolers to move on after high school. To grow up if you will. But do people actually do that? I feel I should be preparing myself for rebirth. Am I the only one who lives among the dead? Car? Crying and violence is always the answer. And action figures. Those three things will solve all of your problems. Maybe even that 3 month problem. This remedy is also quite helpful in broken friendships and moldy bread. I am only a slice of cheese awaiting the entrance to your stomach. Open up to me and you will see great things. Possibly. But if you do not open who will ever open? Is it the sword that gets to you? Or the rhinoceros? It is the lemon pie living beneath my basement that you are truly afraid of, is it not? For the wages of sin is death and I don't wanna die. I wanna live life forever. I am self-centered to the max and I cannot seem to find the key. That one that goes to my heart. I cannot be in a relationship with someone because I cannot share with them the problem of me. Stugglin homies. I beez strugglin.

TDC

Rick Shean

Love Aesthetics

Catch for us the foxes, the little foxes that ruin the vineyards, our vineyards that are in bloom.

Song of Solomon 2:15

Epoch

The song today, remember you can request songs in the comment section
Wednesdays are my rest days. Mondays I work. Tuesdays is Astronomy. Thursdays are Astronomy. Fridays I work. Saturdays I procastinate and work. Sundays I go to church and do homework. Yesterday Wednesday was exceptionally wonderful because I got to hang out with mah girl Cindaaay. She is too wonderful. She also invited her friend Leigh enjoyed talking with both of them. Leigh is my new friend! I got to tell her about Royal Family Kids Camp, Bike Farm, and I wanted but kept forgetting to tell her about Donald Miller. We discussed the simplest things like the weather to complex debates about christian world views on differing subjects. Leigh is going to L.A. Cindy is going to New York and India and going to see family in Tiawan. It is so exciting to see God spread his people all around the globe. We later went to Amy's Ice Cream and talked Cindy-me.
These are all Cindy's photos from her blog.

This Olivia pizza from Epoch.

Dark Chocolate Pecan Pie, Coffee, and Ginger Lime Tea (Leigh later got iced chi NOT PICTURED)

We went to Half Priced Books and I got Sophia (her birthday is today, she is ELEVEN) City of Ember and A Wrinkle In Time

 For many walk, of whom I have told you often, and now tell you even weeping, that they are the enemies of the cross of Christ: Whose end is destuction, whose God is their belly, and whose glory is in their shame, who mind earthly things.  Philippians 3:18-19

Humans

where did you come from?

Overbites