Why is it in love that in order to get ahead we have to take a few steps backwards? You see I came up with this crazy yet ingenious theory ( or it is at least to me).... so here goes nothing. It's almost like blowing glass. Glassblowing as it is defined is forming glass while its in a molten and semi-liquid state... To reach this molten state it must first be put into an extremely hot fire. The fire then turns the glass into a semi-liquid state, which is when the glassblower comes into play. At precisely the right time the glassblower must remove the glass from the fire and begin to form it. In the end with what started as a plain piece of glass, which might have had flaws or impurities, turns out to be a beautiful work of art. You see, you can look at is as love being that piece of glass, with many flaws or impurities. To rid our selves of these we must first face trials, hardships, good days, bad days, laughs, smiles, tears, joy, sadness and etc. These trials and hurdles are what break us down to vulnerabilty, but right when we think we can't take it any more and the burdens of life begind to wear us out.. we come out of that fire and start to become shaped or molded. In the end it's a beautiful masterpiece... and you realize, all the things you went through only shape who you are as a person or people. It all seems worth it, yet at the time you wanted nothing more than to be out of them. Weird I know..
B.T

Shot through the heart!

No, No, not in a literal sense. Have you ever been blind-sided by a realization of something that cuts so deeply to your inner self that it feels as if a dagger has been pushed and twisted right through your heart? I think it happens to everyone at certain times in their lives. It has happened to me quite frequently lately. It's like an earthquake has come and shaken your foundation, everything you believe to be true, right, good, and etc., and moved you off of this. Helplessly, you feel like an uprooted tree, with all of your nerves exposed to the brutality of this world. How could I have been so ignorant? How could I actually believe that I was right and you were wrong? It is all so clear now, but at the time it was as if I was looking through a haze, I had a contorted sense of life and truely believed I was right. At the time I would have kicked, screamed, and whatever other means it would have taken to be right! Now, it all seems so foolish, but that is rebellion is it not? In the bible it says it's equal to the sin of witchcraft... and when you actually strip it down, and really analyze that rebellion, it's as if You in deed were under a "spell" because you ARE right and no one can tell you no.. and if they do then as bluntly as possible, SCREW THEM! The worst part throughout this whole ordeal I hurt and really hurt the ones I care and love mostly... But what do I do now? Now the the storm has past and all involved are left trembly amongst the rubble? How do you suck your foolish pride and say sorry?.... let me in..

B.T