Thursday, February 23, 2006



Wednesday, November 16, 2005


you breathed a world you didn't see

a little nose on a smaller face
the rubbery tips of your eager fingers
a twisted little frame, floating
dreaming of dry-land and apple-sauce

Monday, October 31, 2005


i am passionate about theatre

More specifically, I'm passionate about God working through the medium of theatre. I'm passionate about changing lives; not to conform people to think just like I think, but to present them with spiritual realities through a physical medium. I'm passionate about engaging people in meaningful conversations about what really matters and what is actually relevant. I am passionate about passionate people working together. I am passionate about destroying false essential beliefs in what are really nonessentials that draw barriers between us and everyone else. I am passionate about what I believe is the ultimate world view. I am passionate about God using me, not me using God. I am passionate about love, because without it, all of these things I'm passionate about are useless endeavors.

Tuesday, October 25, 2005


blogs are dead.

They are.

Wednesday, October 19, 2005


go see village of idiots

Are you an idiot? Well, you must be if you haven't seen it yet. By it I mean "Village of Idiots", which is running Tuesday - Saturday at the U of L this week. I saw said show yesterday (opening night) and it was fantabulous! Not to mention the most beautiful girl in Lethbridge, Lindsey Zess, is in it!!!

Thursday, October 13, 2005



Who am I?
How do you see me?
Do you believe in me?
Do I believe in you?

What do you think?

Do you know your name?
Do you love the sound of mine?
Who do you want to talk to most?
Am I on your list?

Have I hurt you?
Are you as scared as I am?
Have I helped you grow?
Am I a burden?
Are you bored?

Who do you love most?
What do you love most?
Where do you love most?

Good memories or bad?

Where are you?

Sunday, October 09, 2005



will i meet you this thanksgiving?

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