Forgive me, pretty baby, but I always take the Long Way Home.

It feels strange to be falling into techno; it feels right to be falling into techno. BEATBEATBEATS carried along by a thin voice echoing, fading into dim sparkles: it feels like I've been heading this way for a long, long time. It feels like home.

Why all this ambiguity. Why do I procrastinate and cause myself needless stress. Why must I be different.

Ah, I take that back. I like my differences. They are useful, and normalacy is safe, but overrated. However, I want the procrastination to stop. Techno still makes my head hurt, but I like it. The ambiguity is fine for a little while, but eventually I have to de-fog my perspective.

I have been thinking that love alone is not enough for life. I am beginning to saturate my days with God, and my worldview is changing, little by little. Sometimes I'm afraid. Somedays I blank out and miss every oppurtunity sent my way. Often I have no clue what to say, or what to write, or what to do. LIES. I always know what to do; there are some kind of invisible shackles keeping me tied to the book, or to the nonsense scribblings, or to simple inactivity. And so an area of my life is turned into a complicated mess.

Then, I take stock of the situation. It's not life-threatening, or life-changing. It's just another dent in my character: something to let the Lord work on.

I like saying the Lord better than God. It's softer. Holier? More reverential.

I still think banjos are the sexiest instrument ever. That will never change, even as I do.

In the moonlight, in the daylight

Struggle to get on

And you know me, understand me

You will make me strong

You will make me strong

You will make me strong

Look at me, here I am

Reaching for your arms again

I saw the hurt and all the pain

And get back on my feet

Hear you sighing through the crying

I am not alone

Cause he see me, want to be me

Melancholy so

Melancholy so

Dez, Nove, Oito, Sete, Seis, Cinco, Quatro, Três, Dois, Um

There is no fear, there is peace here

I have found a home

Look at me, here I am

(I am strong, I'm not alone)

I am Strong - Tiesto (feat. Priscilla Ahn)