THE THEME OF MY FANTASY DAYS

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

living without power-day 10

So, today a little power returned. I breath cool refreshness. I am happy and yet sad. Another piece of me...my life had to be sacrificed. True it was only a thing, but everything is a piece of you. A tiny substance that holds you together. Today some power returned.

Monday, April 18, 2011

living without power-days 4-7

Learned a bowl of water resting on the removable grill burner of the stove above four candles can heat and cook. Amazing. Being without power is can be more than a pyhsical thing. It manifest into mental where in which you can lose yourself. If one is not careful the reign ofpower can easily be placed in the hands of another. Even without poweryou must control your own destiny. Don't sell yourself or your items short just so the light will shine for you again. Bad doesn't last forever. At least that's what they say.

Thursday, April 14, 2011

living without power-day3

The power eludes me. I have none and am not the controller of anthing beyond my attitude. I will not be broken. Eventually God will remember us and come to our rescue. It is all resting in His hands. I just wish He would stop playing hand games so I can get back to the act of living in the real world.

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

living without power-day2

Okay, so this really sucks. Been here and done this before and it still sucks. Tried to get help before power diminished and was told since I worked from home I couldn't get any help. It is considered a business and they don't help businesses. What a crock.

Woke up very early and couldn't see the light. Both literally and figuratively. Where is my light?

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

living without power-day 1

In all heartfelt sanity I have to say God sucks. With all of the supposed power He possess He fails consistently when it comes to proving himself to me. It is said we are to 'test' Him. assiming this means to believe Him. I'm finding this extremely hard to do when I follow His word and yet everything keeps falling apart. What the shot in hell?
It always seems as if the nonbeliever walks around with his little bucket over flowing with treasure while stuck a hole in my bucket the size of Texas. What the shit in hell! Gotta go. Have to take the battery outta my cell before it dies.

Monday, April 4, 2011

The Gap is Small

Nothing that improves finances has changed. So many new ideas explored and implemented and yet things remain the same. And a little worse. I would cry, but then I would be really sad.