Fun Fact: Lost in Translation

Well, what can I say, at least I tried. I had one of my friends that actually is Japanese try on my new translator. And his assesment; in a word, terrible. He informed me that gramatically, it was all over the map, was hard to follow, and at best totally unintelligible. Oh well. If any body knows a better solution, let me know. I'll keep what I've got until a better alternative is found. I'd really like to keep it going because I have had hits in Asia, Europe, as well as the states.

Fun Fact: Going International!

I "borrowed" some code that allows people to translate my blog on the fly. Pretty cool stuff. If you can read it. It basically just takes my page through Google Translate, essentially saving you a step. I'm sure the translation works, I just don't know if my humor translates very well...

Hindsight - John Reuben

John Reuben is a hard artist to categorize. But he has a unique ability to say what needs to be said. Take a second and read the lyrics to Hindsight. It is a song that has haunted me for quite some time. It really sums up what I've been feeling lately and how I hope to feel someday. As a Christian, living in this world is not easy, but we pray to see just what the reason was for the trials and tribulations we had to go through. In someway, the always make you a better person, open a closed door, close an open door, or provide an opportunity for somebody that needs it. I've got faith that things will get better. This is just a good summation of what I've been feeling lately.

Hindsight - John Reuben

I screamed to God out of frustration
After another day of waking and hating the fact
That I’m still where I’m at
What’s the point of all of this
Cuz I’m not seeming to find it
Is it meaningless? I search the reason behind it
Because these moments seem to drag on forever
And these years on end seem to have never been this
Desperation has formed repetition within
Too insecure to pretend and I’m too weak to defend
Here it comes again all in my world again
Left with no direction no beginning no end
The days blend together and the weather never changes
Numb to the outcome but yet not quite painless
Aimless to whether or not I made a mistake
And if so how far is too far before it’s too late
Should I wait but then what would be too long
To reverse the effects if I was wrong

(chorus)
Hindsight is a beautiful thing
When you can look back and see what patience and time can bring

Is it a must that I’m here is it a must that I stay
In order to look forward must I look away
We're moving towards a new day
Unsure of what tomorrow will bring our way
I’m not even quite sure of what this day holds
I say we travel the unknown and watch it unfold
Hold today close while still reaching for tomorrow
Through the test of time I’ve seen joy overcome sorrow
So with every trial I endure
With hopes to mature into what I was created for
More than life itself I want life itself
Press past the present until forever is felt
And take hold of the hidden mystery
Wide eyed and open I now see differently
If it’s to be then give me the strength to be content
And find peace in knowing one day it will all make sense

(chorus)

Learning to accept the unexpected
Because the unknown wasn’t here for me to correct it
So I let it go and stopped trying to control the impossible
Simply put tossed in the shuffle
At a young age just like everyone else
So I don’t feel sorry for you or for myself
Love is bigger than that and I’m not below or above
The way it moves even though the things it does
To my train of thought can bring about doubt and uncertainty
Patience tends to not agree with my psyche
That’s more than likely just some pride in me
Fighting expectations of where I think my life should be
Selfishly I forget so quickly
Let me never forget Lord break me in humility
Some sort of amazing grace on me
As I look back upon my life and where You’ve taken me

(chorus)

Hear the call peace fall
From trial to triumph I want your hand in it all
Allow me to know where to stand in it all
Life Giver

Fun Fact

I can tie my shoes without drooling all over myself....

Busy, bored, and beat.

Just so you know, I haven't stopped blogging. It's just been a wierd week or so. I'm trying to get myself motivated to do something. But I'm not sure what. It's too cold to work outside. I'm too tired to work on anything very complicated. I dunno. I am trying to get myself back on finishing my MG Gouf Custom. You may not know what that is, or care. But it's sitting there just staring at me begging me to sand, ink, decal, and clear coat it. Maybe when it get warmer. But by that time I'll be cutting grass... Oh, well. Maybe I'll just put that off, too. I'll try to write about something more important later.

When I get around to it.

It's all relative

I just received a deeply disturbing phone call today. I've been having some bad times. Now, most of my problems seem pretty stupid in comparison. One of my best friends called and told me that his grandpa is in the hospital and has just a few days left on this earth. I can't imagine being in that position again. It will happen again someday, I know. But, I love his family to pieces and I hate this for them. Please take a second to send some prayers up his way. Please, pray for his comfort, the comfort for his family, that he and his brother have a safe passage back home, and that he may know the peace of Christ.

Groovera

I've been at wits end for the better part of the week (or year) and the other day I went back to an old favorite. It's changed formats a few times and names as well. It's all electronic, so it may not be everyone's cup 'o tea. The music carries me through the day pretty well. It's punchy enough to keep me moving, toned down enough to not distract me, and catchy enough to remember a few tracks. When you get there there are three flovors, Jet City Lounge, Ambient Popsicle, and Low Mercury. If you have ever been to a more modern club or art house, this is the kind of stuff to expect. If your at the office, or just trying to get your blood pressure back down to earth, you ought to give it a try. Good stuff.

Groovera.com