I'm a Monkey's Uncle!

or in other words... Iz has a nephew



yours joyfully

The Revig

P.S. I am sorry for not having posted some art lately I've been very busy and haven't really had time to scan it in... not to mention schools starting....

WEOW ONE HUNDREDTH AND ONE POST!!!!

That's weird... who knew I'd get this far with this... let's back track to the first post

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Saturday, March 11, 2006

Blog start...

okay okay

I did it... I finally started my own blog...

for the longest time I had been against one of these. I thought: "what's the point, really, what would I or in fact anyone else have to say? I mean I don't even have enough time to post anything on it...I'm constantly getting into punishments and the most time I can spare/get from my parents on the computer would be at the most just fifteen minutes. So what's the whole point? " but then when I thought about it some more and I looked at some other ones by my friends I figured:"well, maybe if I tried it and see how it would be like. I might actually like it. I mean I can talk about literally anything, ANYTHING so why not."

and so I started this: The Silver Arrow Times

here is where I will post whatever's on my mind(providing it's appropriate), my art, news photos, poems(yeah those to) and any local news, and anything else that I feel like... or in other words, whatever...
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wow... look how few dots there are... so thought out... so badly segmented... how did I ever get a chance to say anything

how far we've come, you and me reader, with this.... it's really been a great journey and I hope that together we have changed... we each have our courses and yours continues on in its path meeting mine here roughly every week with something new... each of us brings something new with us and our thoughts and feelings are different, everytime we see the front page... probably your annoyed that I've not posted anything new, or curious as to what those links on the side hold, or perhaps overjoyed by the latest post and can't wait to get the time to read it... by giving you a little slice of myself and sharing my visions I hope that I have in some way been able to change you as well, get you to look at things in a different light, update you with some of the Lord's workings in my life, or even made you scratch your head and wonder just what the hack am I saying?.. but above all I hope that I've had at least some effect on you and that I'm not just 'singing to an audience that's just not there, couldn't care less'...

of course you've seen my art change too... you've been able to follow me from my humble chicken scratches to my channeled masterpieces... and I hope as well that you will see the true master behind them and that I am just a, pencil, pen, brush, or stylus in his hands... unwieldy maybe, stubborn yes, frustrating at times... but still his, and proud of it...

Thank you, reader, for taking the time to well, read these sorry ramblings... and your welcome as well...

-The Revig

Forrest Love!!!

Brilliant!

-The Revig

Other footprints in the sand

Imagine you and Jesus are walking down the road together. For much of the way, the Lord's footprints go along steadily, consistently, with Him rarely varying His stride or direction. But your footprints are a disorganized stream of zigzags, starts, stops, turnarounds, circles, departures, and returns.

Then gradually your footprints come more in line with the Lord's. Eventually they parallel His consistently. You and Jesus are walking as true friends.

This goes on for many miles, but then you notice another change. Suddenly the second set of footprints is back, but the pattern is even worse than at the beginning! Zigzags all over the place, stops, starts, deep gouges in the sand, a hodgepodge of messy prints! You are surprised and puzzled. . Your dream ends.

Now you pray: "Lord, I understand the first scene with zigzags. I was a new Christian. I was just learning. But You walked on through the storm and helped me learn to walk with You."

Very good. You have understood everything so far.

"So, Lord, was there a regression or something? The footprints separated, and this time it was worse than at first."

There is a pause as the Lord answers with a smile in His voice, You didn't know? That was when we danced.

—Author unknown
Reflections 136


Dance...

-The Revig

mellondriantic

that word, I don't know...

There's nothing like doing nothing...just basically chillin'...spent free night at feista in joy's stead... slept on the pull out couch in the loft...not really too comfortable, but I've slept with worse... the instrumentalist are down there now making sweet harmonies... a while before though we were watching avatar... I like it but I'm not sure if I really like it... you follow me, I mean it's great and all but I don't know if it'll be too much of a distraction/addiction... I'll keep you posted on that one... I might go out now and sketch something or I might just join the music making... but I guess what's the most important is that I'm not just sitten at home just doing nothing and all depressed like... though I'm not doing much now but writing this... I'm still not mad at myself for not getting any thing 'done'... still I am happy with this weekend and hope to see many more... as I find the warm fuzzy feeling of fellowship quite satisfying...

I'll keep you posted

-The Revig

P.S.  All we are is dust in the wind...