It seems like everyone is looking for love...

not love from god, even my friends with that are looking for love. Love in a relationship, oh boy how we all know where this post is going. Lets start at where I bring in my knowledge.

The greeks had 3 forms of love here they are in order of Truth from most to least:

Philia, this was the highest form of love in greek culture(up until agape, which is the love from god. came about around the time of jesus, which was the highest at that point.) Philia was the love between friends, it translates to mean friendship. It was the most reveared and cherished love in anceint Greece. This love would never fail and there are stories that prove that point.

next was Storge: the love of a family, of a parent to a child. This could also apply to spouses, who were not just in it for the passion. This love was genuine and not a bad thing, it wasnt driven by evil and was just under philia.

last and least was eros, sexual love between a man and woman. This was thought to be the weakest and most evil of all love. Throughout greek society and mythology you can see time and time again when men and women turn on those they love. It isnt stroge, they arent married, and they dont love each other in an affecitionate way. It's eros, passion. It comes and goes quickly and never seems to mean a thing.

I want to focus on the last two mentioned. My friends, who are lonely. Want and need Stroge, an affection, a love that isnt selfish and self serving. They may have agape which is the most powerful but that isnt what they are lacking. The only problem is that when they are out looking for storge, for someone who loves them and will care for them. All of the people they find, give them eros. Eros hurts, it burns even. why was cupid known as eros, becuase cupid wasnt a nice guy, and eros wasnt a nice love. It was painful and let you down.

My friends need to learn that settling for eros is what they are doing, and that if they want storge they have to not only find it in a person who is mature and ready to give that kind of love, but also someone who will give them philia(the love of a friend). Someone who will sacrifice eros(sexual and passionate love) when it needs to be washed away, and who will give up themselves for the greater. My friends need to learn that if you want that kind of love, you need to hold out for it, and then once you have it, fight for it with everything youve got, because in this world, it is the most precious of human contact, and its easily destroyed.

And then i pray.

peace and love in god.
-david

broken

broken people walk down the street, saying hello as they meet. passing each other without a care, each with their own cross to bear. none with a savior to pick up the load, each one all alone. these broken people have not a chance, if only they could praise and dance.

the world is sad and broken. lets fix it.

so...this is where im at.

I need to do something. I just dont know what yet. I'm restless. I need to find something, to spend my time doing. we will see what soon, the answer will come, once the questions are posed.

give a little, give a alot...

I was reading over some of my old IM's from 8th grade. It is incredible how much more mature I am, even though I feel like the exact same person I was so long ago. I am far more moral, and upstanding. I wouldn't say or do half of the things I would have back then, but still it amazes me how much I've changed. I'm not who I was, as they say. Although I realized when you don't care what you say or who you offend you tend to be a lot more witty and sarcastic. I was both of those things, I've chosen to be neither for so long now, I'm not sure I could ever be them again. I'm kind of glad to be the person I've become. I realized in the last week, that although I'm only 17 I have at least 10 people or more who look up to me for some kind of advice or solace in their lives. It's very strange, but I like to take care of people. I enjoy it. Being a leader isn't something that is easy, but it is something that you are given, can't take for granted or credit for. God gave me this strength, so I owe it, like everything else to him. I just thought I'd talk about that, because its pretty prevalent in my life right now. Things are good. I'm excited.

p.s.
I'm now 17, just a heads up for future reference, yes I can see R rated movies now.

Heres a video:

sometimes it's hard to get motivated.

people run sometimes. but there are always two ways to run, away from something, and after something. I know someone who is very close, and running. I am also running, but im running after alot of things. chasing them. its a bitter fight, but i think in the end ill be alright. ok. im tired.bye.

sometimes, the world takes unexpected turns.

I never would have thought this would happen, in a million years. To see it crumble and fall like that, just fall apart like peices in a game of jenga. It doesn't make much sense to me, but he has a reason and he has a plan. I will follow it wherever it leads me, to whatever destination. I know where my life is going, I just cant keep track of where the people fit into the places in it. Who knows who will be where in my life, what positions, what places they will keep. Only god really. He is going to make me happy, he already has. He will make them happy, her, him, everyone who needs that joy right now, will be happy. God loves me, and I talked to him tonight. He loves you too, and you should do that same. I dont know exactly what is going to happen, but whatever it is, i know that god is the one who says it should, and he will never lead me astray. I follow him out of the darkness, out of the sorrow of my life, and into the light of the life he has planned for me.

night,
David.

So who reads my blog anyway?

The fog blew over the misty mountains, over green pastures, and over dark forests. The trees turned and swayed under the gusts, and the sound of the whispering breeze could be heard all around the world. The cold brooks of the lakes slowly rippled outward from the winds, the rivers rushed up against the rocks, and the word was buzzing all around. The light of the sun rose over the peaks of the white blanketed summits. The slow earth churned under the new day, the life breathing through the trees, creating a hope.
As the world slowly rose for the new day, a boy slowly awoke upon a dirt road. Carefully he picked up his head, and opened his eyes, rubbing them as they adjusted to the light. He shook with the new day and the changing earth, yawning and opening his watery blue eyes. He picked himself off of the dirty road, and staggered up onto his feet. He patted the dirt off of his hands and then all of a sudden it hit him. He had no idea where he was.
The road was very plain; just dirt about ten feet across, that stretched out and disappeared. It wasn’t the road itself that caught the attention of Mark though; it was the scenery that was on either side of it. From what he could see, it was untamed wilderness. On one side there was grassland, with wheat-like tails sticking up five feet off of the ground. On the other there was brush and trees leading into some kind of great forest. Starring deep into the forest about ten feet in, all of the light turned to darkness. From what he could discern the only thing to do was walk. He started to head north, and he would find his way back home, if it was one of the only things he could do.

P.S
so this was the begining of outstreched. It is alright, It needs a lot of work I know. I hope you like it. Anyways Je t'aime mon ami. goodnight.

-David.