<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9330626</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:41:38.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>craftsman49</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craftsman49.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9330626/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craftsman49.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>craftsman49</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15314119464470051054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/craftsman49/drew.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9330626.post-112517391125431067</id><published>2005-08-28T04:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T04:18:31.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how i think</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="font-family: serif; color: black; font-size: 11pt;" width="350" align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=5&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#DACEE8"&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;Your Dominant Thinking Style:&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#D4DDE5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Exploring&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You thrive on the unknown and unpredictable. Novelty is your middle name.&lt;br /&gt;You are a challenger. You tend to challenge common assumptions and beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An expert inventor and problem solver, you approach everything from new angles.&lt;br /&gt;You show people how to question their models of the world.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#CDEBE2"&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;Your Secondary Thinking Style:&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#C7FADF"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Visioning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very insightful and tend to make decisions based on your insights.&lt;br /&gt;You focus on how things should be - even if you haven't worked out the details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An idealist, thinking of the future helps you guide your path.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to give others long-term direction and momentum.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourthinkingstylequiz/"&gt;What's Your Thinking Style?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9330626-112517391125431067?l=craftsman49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craftsman49.blogspot.com/feeds/112517391125431067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9330626&amp;postID=112517391125431067' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9330626/posts/default/112517391125431067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9330626/posts/default/112517391125431067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craftsman49.blogspot.com/2005/08/how-i-think.html' title='how i think'/><author><name>craftsman49</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15314119464470051054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/craftsman49/drew.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9330626.post-112517360442200076</id><published>2005-08-28T04:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T04:13:24.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my english is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="color: black;" width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#A8FFB3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Your Linguistic Profile:&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#D9FFD8"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50% General American English&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#A8FFB3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30% Yankee&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#D9FFD8"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10% Dixie&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#A8FFB3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10% Upper Midwestern&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#D9FFD8"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0% Midwestern&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/amenglishdialecttest/"&gt;What Kind of American English Do You Speak?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9330626-112517360442200076?l=craftsman49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craftsman49.blogspot.com/feeds/112517360442200076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9330626&amp;postID=112517360442200076' title='0 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cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#B9D3EE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Hidden Talent&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#C6E2FF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourhiddentalentquiz/seascape.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Your natural talent is interpersonal relations and dealing with people.&lt;br /&gt;You communicate well and are able to bring disparate groups together.&lt;br /&gt;Your calming presence helps everything go more smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;People crave your praise and complements.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourhiddentalentquiz/"&gt;What's Your Hidden Talent?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Which Of The Greek Gods Are You ??&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9330626-112515281342099421?l=craftsman49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craftsman49.blogspot.com/feeds/112515281342099421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9330626&amp;postID=112515281342099421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9330626/posts/default/112515281342099421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9330626/posts/default/112515281342099421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craftsman49.blogspot.com/2005/08/myth.html' title='myth?'/><author><name>craftsman49</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15314119464470051054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/craftsman49/drew.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9330626.post-112499100002839534</id><published>2005-08-26T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T01:30:00.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>99% correct except for the last detail</title><content type='html'>The goody goody practical who sees the big picture.&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise known as a goody goody.  You work hard in&lt;br&gt;school so you get good grades and go to a good&lt;br&gt;college so you can get a good job.  The logic&lt;br&gt;is flawless.  You're a little uninteresting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/raedynl/quizzes/How%20do%20you%20think%3F/"&gt;How do you think?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9330626-112499100002839534?l=craftsman49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craftsman49.blogspot.com/feeds/112499100002839534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9330626&amp;postID=112499100002839534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9330626/posts/default/112499100002839534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9330626/posts/default/112499100002839534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craftsman49.blogspot.com/2005/08/99-correct-except-for-last-detail.html' title='99% correct except for the last detail'/><author><name>craftsman49</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15314119464470051054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/craftsman49/drew.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9330626.post-112498863092885668</id><published>2005-08-26T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T00:53:01.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eye test</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/G/Goober152/1123824648__brown_big.jpg" border="0" alt="alt_tag"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You chose brown eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Brown eyed people are normally very romantic. You&lt;br&gt;love to daydream, and sometimes you get&lt;br&gt;confused with your own fantasies over reality.&lt;br&gt;You are pretty outgoing, but some days, all you&lt;br&gt;want to be, is alone, reading, or thinking by&lt;br&gt;yourself. You have many talants, and you will&lt;br&gt;probably have a very important job when you're&lt;br&gt;older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Goober152/quizzes/The%20Eye%20color%20personality%20test/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;The Eye color personality test&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9330626-112498863092885668?l=craftsman49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craftsman49.blogspot.com/feeds/112498863092885668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9330626&amp;postID=112498863092885668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9330626/posts/default/112498863092885668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9330626/posts/default/112498863092885668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craftsman49.blogspot.com/2005/08/eye-test.html' title='eye test'/><author><name>craftsman49</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15314119464470051054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/craftsman49/drew.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9330626.post-112477954720812013</id><published>2005-08-23T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T16:05:48.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the bluprint for success</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5247/675/1600/current-issue.jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5247/675/400/current-issue.jpg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;the magazine i've had my internship with has finally released the issue. i really thank God for giving me that opportunity--it was an experience like no other. i miss going to various places, doing shoots, designing sets, writing articles, and even researching &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(something i really don't normally like to do.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; i know only a priviledged few get to have their name and work printed on a mag, so much more, even have something good written about them. I am but one of them. ultimately, everything that happened during that fruitful and fun summer was because of God's limitless grace. He gives the blueprint for His children's success.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;in line with this post i would like to say thank you to the following MMPI people: Bernice, Almira, Hazel, Verl, Jean, Jerome, mr. W, mang Edgar, and mr. Alcazaren.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;...and Kirsten my ever reliable co-intern and travel buddy from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Arneo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;! haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;(this post seems a little too cheesy... forgive me people. haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9330626-112477954720812013?l=craftsman49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craftsman49.blogspot.com/feeds/112477954720812013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9330626&amp;postID=112477954720812013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9330626/posts/default/112477954720812013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9330626/posts/default/112477954720812013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craftsman49.blogspot.com/2005/08/bluprint-for-success.html' title='the bluprint for success'/><author><name>craftsman49</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15314119464470051054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/craftsman49/drew.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9330626.post-112454190252422541</id><published>2005-08-20T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T20:52:23.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>she (tous les visages de l’amour)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5247/675/1600/mina1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5247/675/320/mina1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;She&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;May be the face I can’t forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A trace of pleasure or regret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;May be my treasure or the price I have to pay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;She may be the song that summer sings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;May be the chill that autumn brings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;May be a hundred different things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Within the measure of a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;She&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;May be the beauty or the beast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;May be the famine or the feast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;May turn each day into a heaven or a hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;She may be the mirror of my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A smile reflected in a stream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;She may not be what she may seem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Inside her shell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;She who always seems so happy in a crowd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Whose eyes can be so private and so proud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;No one’s allowed to see them when they cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;She may be the love that cannot hope to last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;May come to me from shadows of the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;That I’ll remember till the day I die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;She&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;May be the reason I survive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The why and wherefore I’m alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The one I’ll care for through the rough and ready years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Me I’ll take her laughter and her tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And make them all my souvenirs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;For where she goes I’ve got to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The meaning of my life is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;She, she, she&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(charles aznavour and herbert kretzmer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9330626-112454190252422541?l=craftsman49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craftsman49.blogspot.com/feeds/112454190252422541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9330626&amp;postID=112454190252422541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9330626/posts/default/112454190252422541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9330626/posts/default/112454190252422541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craftsman49.blogspot.com/2005/08/she-tous-les-visages-de-lamour.html' title='she (tous les visages de l’amour)'/><author><name>craftsman49</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15314119464470051054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/craftsman49/drew.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9330626.post-112410035632671071</id><published>2005-08-15T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T18:05:56.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let the music play</title><content type='html'>finally, some music for you my friends... plus video. God bless! more to come. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9330626-112410035632671071?l=craftsman49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craftsman49.blogspot.com/feeds/112410035632671071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9330626&amp;postID=112410035632671071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9330626/posts/default/112410035632671071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9330626/posts/default/112410035632671071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craftsman49.blogspot.com/2005/08/let-music-play.html' title='let the music play'/><author><name>craftsman49</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15314119464470051054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/craftsman49/drew.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9330626.post-112403702117035845</id><published>2005-08-15T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T00:34:42.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the question</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5247/675/1600/Smiley.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5247/675/320/Smiley.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;to be or not to be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9330626-112403702117035845?l=craftsman49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craftsman49.blogspot.com/feeds/112403702117035845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9330626&amp;postID=112403702117035845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9330626/posts/default/112403702117035845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9330626/posts/default/112403702117035845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craftsman49.blogspot.com/2005/08/question.html' title='the question'/><author><name>craftsman49</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15314119464470051054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/craftsman49/drew.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9330626.post-112392010188765122</id><published>2005-08-13T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T22:45:48.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>about hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;I Corinthians 13:12; Romans 8:24,25; Hebrews 6:18,19;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 42:8; Hebrews 12:2; I Thessalonians 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;This Side of the Grave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;On this side of the grave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Arial;" &gt;the mirror is dark;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Arial;" &gt;We don't see You plainly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Arial;" &gt;On this side of the grave, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Arial;" &gt;We are walking by faith;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Arial;" &gt;as You teach us to trust You. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;Yes, our vision is dim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Arial;" &gt;On this side of the grave;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Arial;" &gt;as we walk by the light &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Arial;" &gt;that you give us each hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Arial;" &gt;With our nearsighted eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Arial;" &gt;we have but veiled glimpses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Arial;" &gt;of Your majesty, glory, and power. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt; On this side of the grave, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Arial;" &gt;We are walking by faith, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Arial;" &gt;We can't see You, Lord. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Arial;" &gt;On this side of the grave &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Arial;" &gt;We are living in hope, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Arial;" &gt;For we love You, and we praise You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Arial;" &gt;from this side of the grave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;Still we wait for the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Arial;" &gt;and we cling to the hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Arial;" &gt;that anchors us steadfast,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Arial;" &gt;that carries us on:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt; When we lift up our eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Arial;" &gt;and the veil of the skies is rent open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Arial;" &gt;And we thrill to the shout,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Arial;" &gt;to the voice that calls out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Arial;" &gt;Come on home now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Arial;" &gt;And HIs Face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Arial;" &gt;will erase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Arial;" &gt;all the deafness and blindness and doubt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Arial;" &gt;that plagued us &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Arial;" &gt;from this side of the grave. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Arial;" &gt;lori fiechter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9330626-112392010188765122?l=craftsman49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craftsman49.blogspot.com/feeds/112392010188765122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9330626&amp;postID=112392010188765122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9330626/posts/default/112392010188765122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9330626/posts/default/112392010188765122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craftsman49.blogspot.com/2005/08/about-hope.html' title='about hope'/><author><name>craftsman49</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15314119464470051054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/craftsman49/drew.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9330626.post-112360390283522952</id><published>2005-08-09T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T00:12:30.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>breathing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5247/675/1600/breathe.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5247/675/320/breathe.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;GOD i thank you because to this day i am still able to breathe. you are such a sweet, gracious, and faithful God; more than anyone or anything else in my life. You are the air i breathe. without You i will be lifeless. with You everything will be meaningless. without You i am nothing. there are so many things i want to say right now but mere words aren't enough. i am dumbfounded everytime i think about why You allow me to still walk this earth. i am amazed on how much faith You have in me. embrace me Father. hold me close to You. i want to breathe in Your love and rest in Your ever comforting embrace. You are my life. help me to think about that always. i dont want to stop breathing even for just a single second. i don't want to die. i want to breathe You. i want to live for You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9330626-112360390283522952?l=craftsman49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craftsman49.blogspot.com/feeds/112360390283522952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9330626&amp;postID=112360390283522952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9330626/posts/default/112360390283522952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9330626/posts/default/112360390283522952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craftsman49.blogspot.com/2005/08/breathing.html' title='breathing'/><author><name>craftsman49</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15314119464470051054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/craftsman49/drew.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9330626.post-112335656958122846</id><published>2005-08-07T03:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T03:32:49.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>enough</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All of you is more than enough for&lt;br /&gt;All of me for every thirst and&lt;br /&gt;Every need you satisfy me&lt;br /&gt;With your love and all I have in you&lt;br /&gt;Is more than enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;            &lt;p style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You are my supply, my breath of life&lt;br /&gt;Still more awesome than I know&lt;br /&gt;You are my reward worth living for&lt;br /&gt;Still more awesome than I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;            &lt;p style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You’re my sacrifice of greatest price&lt;br /&gt;Still more awesome than I know&lt;br /&gt;You’re my coming king, you are everything&lt;br /&gt;Still more awesome than I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;            &lt;p style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;More than all I want, more than all I need&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you are more than enough for me&lt;br /&gt;More than all I know, more than all I can see&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you are more than enough for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9330626-112335656958122846?l=craftsman49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craftsman49.blogspot.com/feeds/112335656958122846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9330626&amp;postID=112335656958122846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9330626/posts/default/112335656958122846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9330626/posts/default/112335656958122846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craftsman49.blogspot.com/2005/08/enough.html' title='enough'/><author><name>craftsman49</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15314119464470051054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/craftsman49/drew.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9330626.post-112335591806604172</id><published>2005-08-07T02:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T03:24:31.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll never say goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5247/675/1600/pray.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5247/675/320/pray.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Dear God,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;When she said those words the other day it was more than enough reason for me to smile again... but then again, i find myself missing her so much still. But I know You are with her and You will always be by her side. Lord, please do take care of her and give her rest every single night when she sleeps... good night God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9330626-112335591806604172?l=craftsman49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craftsman49.blogspot.com/feeds/112335591806604172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9330626&amp;postID=112335591806604172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9330626/posts/default/112335591806604172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9330626/posts/default/112335591806604172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craftsman49.blogspot.com/2005/08/ill-never-say-goodbye.html' title='i&apos;ll never say goodbye'/><author><name>craftsman49</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15314119464470051054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/craftsman49/drew.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9330626.post-112317169577770609</id><published>2005-08-04T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T00:08:15.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>silent hopes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5247/675/1600/111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5247/675/400/111.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;i hope...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;    ... i can see beyond my limitations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;    ... i can touch more lives these days more than ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;    ... sadness would be replaced by joy in all the hearts of the people close to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;    ... God will provide answers where questions may seem to be the only clear entity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;    ... i can fly freely to heaven and back&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;    ... i can see her right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;    ... she wouldn't be too tired from work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;    ... she's resting well tonight, eyes closed, gently turning in her bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;    ... i could be home in her arms right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;    ... i can see the good God has in store for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;    ... God will guide me always and lead me in the right path&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;    ... music would never have to die  in the hearts of men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;    ... i can hear my heart saying how much i love her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;    ... she can hear it too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;    ... God would allow her to hear it even in her dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;    ... God will enlarge my territory and allow me to be a blessing to more people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;    ... i can just be still and hear from God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;    ... joy would overshadow my fears...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i hope... therefore i feel... and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i am&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9330626-112317169577770609?l=craftsman49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craftsman49.blogspot.com/feeds/112317169577770609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9330626&amp;postID=112317169577770609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9330626/posts/default/112317169577770609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9330626/posts/default/112317169577770609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craftsman49.blogspot.com/2005/08/silent-hopes.html' title='silent hopes'/><author><name>craftsman49</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15314119464470051054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/craftsman49/drew.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9330626.post-112281993310873924</id><published>2005-07-31T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T22:25:33.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in the still of the night... alone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5247/675/1600/blmn2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5247/675/320/blmn2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;the moon isn't full and the night is still young but my day is about to end and i'm wishing i could sleep tonight... no word from her yet... i guess she really is fast asleep already. she's always tired nowadays and i wish i could do her job for her even for just a day so she could rest and take time for herself. i wish i know how she really is nowadays. we're near to each other but proximity has nothing to do with us right now. time won't allow us to spend time with each other. so near yet so far... i just hope she still knows how much i love her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9330626-112281993310873924?l=craftsman49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craftsman49.blogspot.com/feeds/112281993310873924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9330626&amp;postID=112281993310873924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9330626/posts/default/112281993310873924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9330626/posts/default/112281993310873924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craftsman49.blogspot.com/2005/07/in-still-of-night-alone.html' title='in the still of the night... alone.'/><author><name>craftsman49</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15314119464470051054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/craftsman49/drew.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9330626.post-112281891014765296</id><published>2005-07-31T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T22:49:53.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleepless and restless</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;i dont know how im supposed to feel right now. i am quite anxious of what tomorrow might be like. God help me to overcome all of my fears. if only life could be as easy as finishing a piano piece or a song on the guitar... i have been quite sad lately but the funny thing is that i also find myself so happy about so many things and so many people. i am in love and in part i am in pain. we don't see each other that often. don't talk to each other that often. i don't even see her smile that often too... i just really hope and pray she's ok. she might be sleeping now... i just pray that God grant her a resful sleep tonight... sweetest dreams...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9330626-112281891014765296?l=craftsman49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craftsman49.blogspot.com/feeds/112281891014765296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9330626&amp;postID=112281891014765296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9330626/posts/default/112281891014765296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9330626/posts/default/112281891014765296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craftsman49.blogspot.com/2005/07/sleepless-and-restless.html' title='sleepless and restless'/><author><name>craftsman49</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15314119464470051054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/craftsman49/drew.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9330626.post-112196985142522703</id><published>2005-07-22T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T02:27:32.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a day like no other</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The first day. It was just like any other day, save the fact that I never really did take notice of her before. She sat still there in front of me oblivious to the fact that I was staring at her. There was just something somewhat different about her that evening. People all around us were intently giving all their attention to just one person that time and I was too... before I saw her smile and then laugh at the humor of the person beside her. It caught me. From that day on happiness held a deeper meaning for me and joy even deeper. Just one smile. Everything is history. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"This is the first day of my life&lt;br /&gt;Swear I was born right in the doorway&lt;br /&gt;I went out in the rain, suddenly everything changed&lt;br /&gt;They're spreading blankets on the beach&lt;br /&gt;Yours is the first face that I saw&lt;br /&gt;I think I was blind before I met you&lt;br /&gt;Don't know where I am, don't know where I've been&lt;br /&gt;But I know where I want to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;So I thought I'd let you know&lt;br /&gt;That these things take forever, I especially am slow&lt;br /&gt;But I realized how I need you&lt;br /&gt;And I wondered if I could come home"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Taken from "First Day Of My Life" by Bright Eyes    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;Album: I'm Awake, It's Mornin&lt;/span&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9330626-112196985142522703?l=craftsman49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craftsman49.blogspot.com/feeds/112196985142522703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9330626&amp;postID=112196985142522703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9330626/posts/default/112196985142522703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9330626/posts/default/112196985142522703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craftsman49.blogspot.com/2005/07/day-like-no-other.html' title='a day like no other'/><author><name>craftsman49</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15314119464470051054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a176/craftsman49/drew.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9330626.post-110239942576947103</id><published>2004-12-07T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T14:14:18.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the island</title><content type='html'>lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i find it strange that some people feel alone even if they really are not. some find things to do just so they can be preoccupied and not feel that they are alone for one idle moment. some sleep it off in the confines of their small and cramped room. some hum a tune or play a note to break the silence produced by such a large emptiness in their hearts or in their lives. some act like they are happy while all they feel inside is NOTHING. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;desolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are in search of something they themselves dont know. maybe its something they need or want, a dream, a vision, a hope, or love. they have tried everything and anything to not feel alone but end up just feeling more desolate. forgotten. unknown. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ive learned one thing from being one of them lately. an island is serene. an island is tranquil. an island is peaceful. an island is teeming with life. yes it is desolate but it just seems that way until you see that there is life in it. living in it. surrounding it. 'no man is an island' one quotation says. but i disagree because sometimes people really feel that way. lonely. desolate. unknown. uncharted. but God never forgets an island. he feeds the life inside it so that it will flourish. even the life of a single coco tree. His love and mercy surrounds the island like the open sea. the island can be as far away from any place in this wide and wild world but it can never escape the sea and its waves that constantly crash into to it and change its landscape.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are never alone even in our loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Where can I go from Your presence?'   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9330626-110239942576947103?l=craftsman49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craftsman49.blogspot.com/feeds/110239942576947103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9330626&amp;postID=110239942576947103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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picnics. parks. beaches. children playing outside. a smile on peoples faces (or so it seems like they are smiling). clean shoes.&lt;br /&gt;etcetera, etcetera, etcetera...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rainy days are gloomy days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no playgrounds. no people. mud on your shoes. grey skies. a leaking roof. no sun. birds die because of the cold weather (i think). no ice cream. one is stuck in the house the whole day with colds and a soar throat doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;etcetera, atcetera, etcetera...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irony. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while some people have so much fun during sunny days, some people find it hard to smile because they dont get to spend the beautiful day with the person they love. and while some people hate getting stuck at home because of rainy days, some people wish its always a rainy day because they have a good excuse not to smile because they dont get to spend the day with the person they love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more irony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;given any day, some people just dont get to be with the person they love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the truth behind this irony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has made each new day we live through. we must learn to rejoice and be glad in it. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9330626-110205178426861748?l=craftsman49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craftsman49.blogspot.com/feeds/110205178426861748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9330626&amp;postID=110205178426861748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9330626/posts/default/110205178426861748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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burns me up inside&lt;br /&gt;I fan the flames to melt &lt;br /&gt;Away my pride&lt;br /&gt;Do I want shelter from the rain&lt;br /&gt;Or the rain to wash me way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I need you, I need you, I need you&lt;br /&gt;I need you, I need you, I need you&lt;br /&gt;You're all I'm living for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[verse]&lt;br /&gt;I might sound like a fool&lt;br /&gt;But I think I felt you moving&lt;br /&gt;Closer to me&lt;br /&gt;Face to the ground&lt;br /&gt;To hide the fatal cut&lt;br /&gt;I fight the weight&lt;br /&gt;I feel you lift me up&lt;br /&gt;You are the shelter from the rain&lt;br /&gt;And the rain to wash me away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I need you, I need you, I need you&lt;br /&gt;I need you, I need you, I need you&lt;br /&gt;(All I'm living for)&lt;br /&gt;I need you, I need you, I need you&lt;br /&gt;You're all I'm living for&lt;br /&gt;All I'm living for&lt;br /&gt;You're all I'm living for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[bridge]&lt;br /&gt;Face to the ground&lt;br /&gt;To hide the fatal cut&lt;br /&gt;I fight the weight&lt;br /&gt;Feel you lift me up&lt;br /&gt;Can't deny it burns me up inside&lt;br /&gt;I fan the flames to melt away&lt;br /&gt;My pride&lt;br /&gt;Only had a second to spare&lt;br /&gt;But all the time in the world&lt;br /&gt;To know you're there&lt;br /&gt;You are the shelter from the rain&lt;br /&gt;And the rain to wash me away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I need you, I need you, I need you&lt;br /&gt;(All I'm living for)&lt;br /&gt;I need you, I need you, I need you&lt;br /&gt;(All I'm living for)&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I need you, I need you, I need you&lt;br /&gt;You're all I'm living for&lt;br /&gt;All I'm living for&lt;br /&gt;All I'm living for&lt;br /&gt;All I'm living for&lt;br /&gt;You're all I'm living for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by: jars of clay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div 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