blurry -- puddle of mudd

Everything's so blurry
and everyone's so fake
and everybody's empty
and everything is so messed up
pre-occupied without you
I cannot live at all
My whole world surrounds you
I stumble then I crawl

You could be my someone
you could be my scene
you know that i'll protect you
from all of the obscene
I wonder what you're doing
imagine where you are
there's oceans in between us
but that's not very far

Can you take it all away
can you take it all away
well ya shoved it in my face
this pain you gave to me
Can you take it all away
can you take it all away
well ya shoved it my face

Everyone is changing
there's noone left that's real
to make up your own ending
and let me know just how you feel
cause I am lost without you
I cannot live at all
my whole world surrounds you
I stumble then I crawl

You could be my someone
you could be my scene
you know that i will save you
from all of the unclean
I wonder what you're doing
I wonder where you are
There's oceans in between us
but that's not very far

[Chorus]

Nobody told me what you thought
nobody told me what to say
everyone showed you where to turn
told you when to runaway
nobody told you where to hide
nobody told you what to say
everyone showed you where to turn
showed you when to runaway

[Chorus]

This pain you gave to me

You take it all
You take it all away...
This pain you gave to me
You take it all away
This pain you gave to me
Take it all away
This pain you gave to me

choices. Does it mean anything to you? In particular, what’s going on w/ the Christmas season.

until last night, i'd totally forgotten about how Steve Hawkins had predicted the possibility of me becoming a prayer warrior. it'd be mine's for the taking if i choose to follow down that path. but in my current state, that's at the complete other end of the other spectrum from where i'm standing...and i don't really have plans to move towards that direction at the moment. and all it took was alex asking me whether or not i'd see myself going back, really going back to the church and God.

one day, i'll be back.it's too ingrained in me to ignore it forever. as to when...that's yet tbd.

do i give God the time of day? another good question he asked me. i actually had to think about that one. in the conventional sense, no. i acknowledge Him, but i don't...i suppose...praise(?) Him, when something comes to mind. i just don't actively search God out. i'm not against it, in so much as, just not pursuing Him. life goes on as He plans it regardless of whether you want Him to or not. He knows what we'll do even though it is our choice in the end. there's no avoiding it, you just live it...and with the consequences of the choices that we make.

words. Does it mean anything to you? In particular, what’s going on w/ the Christmas season.

...found this in my collection of 'to be posted'...

To be honest, no. Christmas really is just another day to me. It’s a celebration no doubt, but it’s more like a commemoration, not a super heart-felt honouring. I felt more for Remembrance Day than with Christmas

The pitfall of working in retail is that I’ve become too jaded. It’s just too commercialized. The society just regards it as another opportunity to cash in the tail-end of the last quarter. ppl just give these days w/o a thought of those first gifts given to Baby Jesus.