The proper function of man is to live, not to exist. I shall not waste my days in trying to prolong them.” - Jack London
breaking your leg sucks…
rehabbing it and being stuck at home sucks worse.
im going to miss him. but he has to go to college sometime. im ready now more than i know i will ever be.
but still i know come saturday when we are moving him in it will hit me hard.
can someone please tell me what business app is?
and why i mysteriously got put in it instead of Spanish for the third time?
the one year im sort of excited to have Spanish because i already have been through it twice.
greeaattt.
i have missed you tumblr… longg time no see
im officaily not a wiley coyote…
football makes you very greatful for weekends
i havent been on tumblr in forever
(via projectglockenspiel)
Is this the New Year or just another night?
Is this the new fear or just another fright?
Is this the new tear or just another desperation?Is this the finger or just another fist?
Is this the kingdom or just a hit n’ miss?
A misdirection, most in all this desperationIs this what they call freedom?
Is this what you call pain?
Is this what they call discontented fame?It’ll be a day like this one
When the world caves in
When the world caves in
When the world caves inI’m singing this one like a broken piece of glass
From broken arms an’ broken noses in the back
Is this the New Year or just another desperation?You’re pushing till you’re shoving
You bend until you break
Till you stand on the broken fields where our fathers layIt’ll be a day like this one
When the world caves in
When the world caves in
When the world caves in
When the world caves in
When the world caves in
When the world caves inThere’s nothing here worth saving,
Is no one here at all?
Is there any net left that could break our fall?It’ll be a day like this one
When the sky falls down and the hungry and poor and deserted are found
Are you discontented? Have you been pushing hard?
Have you been through and down this broken house of cards?It’ll be a day like this one
When the world caves in
When the world caves in
When the world caves inIs there nothing left now?
Nothing left to sing
Are there any left who haven’t kissed the enemy?
Is this the New Year or just another desperation?Just as I could find you, do the wicked never lose?
Is there any honest song to sing besides these blues?And nothing is okay
Till the world caves in
Till the world caves in
Till the world caves in
Till the world caves in
Till the world caves in
Until the world caves in
Until the world caves in
Until the world caves in
Until the world caves in
Until the world caves in
Until the world caves in
Switchfoot / The Blues
Sunshine, won’t you be my mother
Sunshine, come and help me sing
My heart is darker than these oceans
My heart is frozen underneathWe are crooked souls trying to stay up straight,
Dry eyes in the pouring rain well
The shadow proves the sunshine
The shadow proves the sunshineTo scared that I’ll run always
Hold fast to the break of day light were
The shadow proves the sunshineOh Lord, why did you forsake me?
Oh Lord, don’t be far away away
Storm clouds gathering beside me
Please Lord, don’t look the other wayCrooked souls trying to stay up straight
Dry eyes in the pouring rain well
The shadow proves the sunshine
The shadow proves the sunshineTo scared that I’ll run always
Hold fast to the break of day light were
The shadow proves the sunshine
The shadow proves the sunshineYeah Yeah, shine on me
Yeah Yeah, shine on me
Yeah Yeah, shine on me
Yeah Yeah, shine on meCrooked souls trying to stay up straight
Dry eyes in the pouring rain well
The shadow proves the sunshine
The shadow proves the sunshineTo scared that I’ll run always
Hold fast to the break of day light were
The shadow proves the sunshine
The shadow proves the sunshineYeah Yeah, shine on me
Yeah Yeah, shine on me
Yeah Yeah, shine on meShine on me,
Shadow proves the sunshine
Switchfoot / The Shadow Proves the Sunshine
This is an actual photograph, of a real place in our universe. The Artist who created this also created you, an individual and unique masterpiece. He loves and takes pride in his creation. The Artist who created this, who created you, humbled himself, taking on the form of his creation. The Artist of such an awesome display, became one of us. For 33 years he experienced life the way we are experiencing it right now. The Artist who created what you see, experienced rejection, scorn, and ridicule. He was despised among his own creation.
He willingly sacrificed himself to save the ones who mocked his masterpiece. He believes too much in his creation, his people, to watch us destroy ourselves.
Will you give yourself back to him? You are his masterpiece, but you aren’t finished yet. Give him the brush. Let him finish what he started.
For we are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand, that we should walk in them. — Ephesians 2:10
This image renders the 1,200 chapters and 31,000 verses of the King James Bible into visual form. The bars on the left represent the chapters of the Holy Book; the lengths correspond to the number of verses in each chapter. Each of the 63,779 arcs represents a cross-reference, in which a passage alludes to figures or ideas from an earlier one, while the distance between the two passages determines the color of the arc. This infographic was developed by a computer science doctoral student at Carnegie Mellon University in Pittsburgh and a Lutheran pastor in Germany.
lol this is the funniest video ever!
hahahaha
