So I am back, and once again the gray skies and drizzle of the midlands of England remind me of eternal wetness that is Birmingham haha. My room... is still a mess. Upon leaving for my month break I was forced to pack my dorm room up in a box and a duffel bag and now it still sits in that state, besides the stuff I ripped out of the duffel bag to get to my bed things so I could sleep. My closet is wide open and is about a 1/4 filled with clothes my failed attempt to get stuff put away. I am slightly procrastinating finishing and will most likely do it this weekend.
I slept in today and it was nice, a couple of odd dreams of friends and the like but sleeping is going well just like EATING!!! this was my food in take yesterday...
Breakfast: Bacon, eggs, Shredded wheat with milk
Lunch: A bunch of fries and fish big piece of cod
Dinner: Curry and bread, with green beans, and more fries, with an apple
Dinner II (At bible study) : Big plate of pasta with a really good meaty sauce, a cup of tea and another drink
Desert: Digestive cookies... like 5-8 of them haha
ya that was yesterday and thats the most so far, but that minus the second dinner has been everyday this week, crazy huh! I can't stop stuffing myself, after my being on foot for 30 days straight, I toned up a lot, so I have zero fat on my body it's all rippling muscle haha. No lie.
I've been reading like a maniac, highlighting up this Political Science book, good ideas, alittle spooky, about Europe dominating the 21st century, the author seems little disillusioned by his own ideas, but the fact is he's not to far from the truth. Europe is the new sleeping giant that no body is paying any attention to. 150 million more people than the US, a stronger networked economy and more and more countries wanting to join, with each addition they may get weakened in the short term, but end up galvanizing the European network in the long run. Might be worried about China now, but their economy is smaller than Italy! And europe joined is already dominating under the shadow and cover of the US headlines.
Even though right now I am frustrated with the low value of the dollar I guess it is working, our economy is picking up with our exports being cheaper to the world, but we keep spending and borrowing around the world over, so even though we are rising we are hollowing our insides out. None of that is from the book haha, just my observations. But it is irrelevant to most americans, as only 8% of americans have passports, which means only that many leave the country or have left the country in the past. So low value dollar abroad doesn't really mean much to them, but to me when I am in the country with the highest value monetary currency against the dollar it sucks hard core!!!
Thats my rant! Good luck to all you Americans who are reading this, I know presidential stuff is cropping it's head more and more in the news and such, stay strong remember no matter who they are right or left they are full of it. Ohhh man, and I studying political science! God Help Me!
Love you all very much, keep up the commenting and e-mailing me your thoughts.
-Mike
Thursday, January 18, 2007
Monday, January 15, 2007
...into the sunset.
Journal Entry Jan 14th 2007...
As my great adventure comes to a near end, in my minds eye I wonder the fields of my youth, in all it's drama, in all it's worry and confusion. I sit in reverent silence seeing the spooked pheasant clammer their worried wings into the air, the setting sun over my shoulders casting the golden hue upon their white breasts and reflecting the true hope of every mans heart.
The farm land of the English countryside speeds by as if to give a glimpse of perfection, knowing that to linger and ponder it's existence would betray and reveal the reality of the farmers life of toil, and the curse that it truly is.
I can not help but recall a certain Spanish rider when my eye catches sight of the modern spinning wind-mills in the distance, which produce the electrified fortune so many hope to grasp. Thus I am reminded of yet another man of lore. When everything he touched turned to gold. And yet he realized that the things of life and of flesh although may be fleeting, they are worth the risk and pain that may come with failure. Although the gold may bring us security in mind, our hearts will never be content and know this that hearts move minds, but the mind will never budge the stubborn heart. So is it with the Love I carry, though I long at security, I will always live for love.
Yet it seems my heart is as hard as I have ever noticed it. Only longing for One and longing for His return. Tiss when I realize, in this instant, that my heart is as David, that though through calamity and failure, adventure and confusion my being, my inner-man as Paul calls it, will and can only arrive and rise to one conclusion by my instinct and faith... WORSHIP, worship the Lord almighty, Holy HOly, HOLY, the Lord God Almighty, WHO WAS, WHO IS, WHO SHALL EVER BE. And that is what I sung, that is what I sung loud and clear in the streets and back alleys of Florence ITALY, realizing... realizing my youth and the adventure that it is.
END of journal Entry.
love you all. God's Got ya! He's Got me, go for Jesus, and I'll see you under the tree!
-Mike
As my great adventure comes to a near end, in my minds eye I wonder the fields of my youth, in all it's drama, in all it's worry and confusion. I sit in reverent silence seeing the spooked pheasant clammer their worried wings into the air, the setting sun over my shoulders casting the golden hue upon their white breasts and reflecting the true hope of every mans heart.
The farm land of the English countryside speeds by as if to give a glimpse of perfection, knowing that to linger and ponder it's existence would betray and reveal the reality of the farmers life of toil, and the curse that it truly is.
I can not help but recall a certain Spanish rider when my eye catches sight of the modern spinning wind-mills in the distance, which produce the electrified fortune so many hope to grasp. Thus I am reminded of yet another man of lore. When everything he touched turned to gold. And yet he realized that the things of life and of flesh although may be fleeting, they are worth the risk and pain that may come with failure. Although the gold may bring us security in mind, our hearts will never be content and know this that hearts move minds, but the mind will never budge the stubborn heart. So is it with the Love I carry, though I long at security, I will always live for love.
Yet it seems my heart is as hard as I have ever noticed it. Only longing for One and longing for His return. Tiss when I realize, in this instant, that my heart is as David, that though through calamity and failure, adventure and confusion my being, my inner-man as Paul calls it, will and can only arrive and rise to one conclusion by my instinct and faith... WORSHIP, worship the Lord almighty, Holy HOly, HOLY, the Lord God Almighty, WHO WAS, WHO IS, WHO SHALL EVER BE. And that is what I sung, that is what I sung loud and clear in the streets and back alleys of Florence ITALY, realizing... realizing my youth and the adventure that it is.
END of journal Entry.
love you all. God's Got ya! He's Got me, go for Jesus, and I'll see you under the tree!
-Mike
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