un ballon rouge | sam diedrekov

Forgive me for any incoherency, as I’m quite tired and not exactly fluid in thought. But
this has been on my mind, and I’d love any comments or criticism about it.
“Let us be dissatisfied until every state capitol houses a governor who will do justly, who
will love mercy and who will walk humbly with his God… [...]

How amazing is this?!:

it’s not that I don’t want to say anything
it’s that I am
and there’s no reply
just this hollow space
where you try to come up with something else
to bridge the void
only to have this unexplainable feeling
it was burned on the other side
and can be rebuilt solely
by a consensus
presently reached only by voicemail
…
damn, the mailbox is full.

I didn’t know enmity so I looked him up:
from latin inimicus
enemy, often mutual hatred
we seem to suffer from this
like the time I was pushed off a slide
because the boy didn’t like the story I wrote
where people give apple trees as presents
or when the finalists step up to the podium
for one of their last heated debates
pulling [...]

the cigarette butt about 6 inches away
from a drain cover marked water in capital letters
I realise must bear some trace of a person’s story
lit and burned through
some thought on the crisis of the sun
searing through the atmosphere
of how Jane miscounted last night’s inventory
and how could he say that after
everything I’ve sacrificed
perhaps even why am I [...]

sitting here waiting for an explanation
not that it isn’t obvious
but watching for you to find the words
and shout them from the middle of the empty stage
no applause or bundles of roses to anticipate
only the resounding echo from the empty auditorium
repeating back to you
until you hear them
and really listen

I’m not going to give other information on the Dark Knight other than it would be only decent to watch the movie.
And I don’t usually like movies.

God takes His stand in His own congregation;
He judges in the midst of the rulers.
How long will you judge unjustly
And show partiality to the wicked? Selah.
Vindicate the weak and fatherless;
Do justice to the afflicted and destitute.
Rescue the weak and needy;
Deliver them out of the hand of the wicked.
They do not know nor do they understand;
They [...]

 
The sporadic writing isn’t out of laziness, amazingly.
 
The host keeps ceasing to exist. Or something. Without any warning the site will just disappear…sometimes for days–other times, weeks. I just don’t know.
But I do know I’ve been thinking a lot lately. Not more than usual or anything. Just differently.
(brb)
 
In a horrible but equally lovely way, I’m [...]