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Lord I'm split in two Part of me loves the world And the other loves You So what do I do I wanna be saved But I got to stay cool too And no I'm not a fool I know eventually I'm gonna have to choose And really I don't wanna lose My ticket into heaven And a chance to be used by You And if it's God that I'm after I can't serve two masters And before something happens I got to turn it all around Because I know I can't just have my cake and eat it too Cause it's real easy to stay on the fence and still do you And it'd be cool if we could love the Lord and still go do our thing But see it doesn't work like that you'd gotta to be white or black Oh ooohh Lord I've realized when it comes to sin You just don't compromise It's a matter of death and life Be weak and do wrong Or be strong and do right And I don't wanna keep going to church Singing a

So the other day, I was searching for an image on google when I came across a picture of a blind man and his bride. He is well known and I've seen some of his works, so I immediately recognized him. The 'people watcher' in me, who makes up stories about people's lives and wonders how closely related to reality the stories are, immediately imagined what dating and being married would be like for him. This whole thing happened towards the end of last year and I started a blogpost about it but never got to finishing it. But yesterday on the bus, I saw another blind man I know. I didn't know this guy personally, but he used to live close to my old house. I was never able to stop myself from staring whenever I saw him. I guess it's because I expected him to do things with difficulty and maybe even ask for my help with crossing that uber busy road? Sometimes, I'd wait at a distance to see if he crossed successfully or if he would need help.  But all he ever did w

Hello people! This is an awesome video! Just let it play and do whatever you need to do. Watch and be blessed! It's really good, I promise. And if you really don't have the time, you can book mark it for later while you read the notes I took of it...but watch it :(. It doesn't look fancy or anything, but it's good. Psalm 32:8 New Living Translation (NLT) 8 The Lord says, “I will guide you along the best pathway for your life.     I will advise you and watch over you. Proverbs 18:22 New Living Translation (NLT) 22 The man who finds a wife finds a treasure,     and he receives favor from the Lord. Proverbs 19:14 New Living Translation (NLT) 14 Fathers can give their sons an inheritance of houses and wealth,     but only the Lord can give an understanding wife. God instituted marriage Genesis 2:18 New Living Translation (NLT) 18 Then the Lord God said, “It is not good for the man to be alone. I will make a helper who is just right f

Crying feels like the right thing to do It just does. I'm not sure if they would be tears of joy or the sad kind For a thing that once was or for one that will never be But all the same I want to cry Then I think of tomorrow and how my eyes would be red and puffy. And how nosy Nora will pry till I'm forced to lie again. I want to cry long slow tears. The slow free kind that cat-roll down one's cheeks because they are not coerced by events that have occurred but by mere thoughts. 'Mere' makes it sound meager, but it's not. There isn't much worse than uncertainty I tell you (well there's the lack of options) But uncertainty is a pig. A big fat pig rolling around in one's mind. Rolling around doing it's haphazard dance because of what could either have been a satisfying meal or one that it knows will constipate it. But then until the dance ceases, you'll be left to wonder. And even when I know crying won't solve anything,

As written on 15/01/2014 (Re-published on 17/09/2015): After a really interesting human sexuality lecture, I wrote this post as a teenager who asked his parents what sex was like when they were growing up. Most of the words are written the way I understood what my prof was saying, please feel free to 'comment' any modification to this. Because someone read this post and had a very strong and unanticipated negative reaction to it, here's my disclaimer: I found this to be an interesting historical bit, it's from some time in the 60s (I think). I viewed it as an educational and historical reading. I am quite comfortable talking about unconventional topics. There was no spirit guiding me to see the words as something to apply to my life, as the Holy Spirit does  when a Christian reads the Bible. The post is really not that deep, but if sex behaviours across cultures isn't your topic, feel  free to skip this and browse through the rest of my blog. Even though I'v

Day 4 did not apply to me, so I skipped it. Day 5 was new years day (which is a pubic holiday) so here I am with Day 5 on Day 6. Day 5 was a bit hard! I couldn't decide which three were my best by how popular they were. So I'm going with the three I had the most fun writing, which also turned out to be quite popular. 1) Blink -  Blink was a rant-like poem. The technical term would be "Freestyle". I really like writing unconstrained by form or rhyming patterns. It was inspired by a loss, a loved one's loss, not mine. From the lyrics of the poem, you can probably tell what it's about. I'm young enough not to have lost anyone really close to me, so this was my first real encounter with death. It made me think about my own looming death and how powerless I am to it. Enough of that already, please check it out here . 2) Hey Lil Troublemaker - I loved writing this blogpost! It's the quickest blogpost I've ever written and it was so fun to writ