nEver Ready

The picture of the world that I have gleened...
The Military Industrial Complex has wrapped itself around Society.
Experiments done on unwitting people has lengthy history. Look and you will see.
Yet we vainly believe that the government poses no danger to public health. We trust science to do the right thing.
Our.entire biochemical experience is engineered in a lab.
They can alter brain wave patterns at a distance, create enhanced warriors, deeper love and more torrential hate. They can trick your brain into accepting the reality that they design, and employ active control of peeople.
When someone breaks free of their design in the mind, they will still not be free in their body. So Big Brother always wins. There's levels of control. Be happy you are at this level, where they allow you to be free ranged. Enjoy it while it lasts. There isn't much time left.
They don't make movies to fake reality, they make fiction to make reality seem unreal. Now that you're all ignoring the world around you, you won't notice all the things that are changing around you.
Stay locked in your prysm of fate, slowly feeding another with your energy.
To be free...to be free would be a great change. To wake up from the dream and truly be..what would you be, now that you are trained to be a slave?
Great people of yesterday, hear my call. It's time to bring the remnant to the field of play. Enter course, and do not stray.
There is.nothing left to do, but die on our feet, saving knees for our enemy.
Beware the tricks of the tyrants.
mad desire

Wandering Heart

The heart wanders
to a secret place
away from watchful eyes
and claiming hands
A sweet confession
of undying love
a rising passion
of eternal pleasure
A lifetime of longing
leading to a path
having been walked before
by unknowing lovers
A familiar feeling of past
gently enveloping
both heart and soul
as new love is reborn
soul flowers

I Do

Finally
our moment has arrived
the one we have waited a lifetime for
fate working its magic
...finally

Together
where we always belong
the time has come where I say "I do"
our lives becoming one
...together

Forever
I will be in your arms
enveloped by the light of your love
will it be enough this
...forever?

Eternally
we are bound by a love
that has survived the test of time
this candle shall burn
...eternally
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Written October 4, 2003 by Matthew

Originally published at Memories of Matthew. Please leave any comments there.

Last night, Katlyn and I went to the city to get some Italian food. I cannot even remember the last time I went to an upscale restaurant. Usually I would prefer Japanese food, especially sushi, but Katlyn seems to be a big fan of Italian. I could tell how much she loved Italian food by the way she could pronounce everything on the menu.


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Written September 29, 2003 by Matthew

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Today after class, I tried to figure out why people believe in their religions so much. If someone came forward today and said, “God has been speaking to me every night for the past two years. I have written down all He has told me. The book is called the Modern Testament,” he would probably be labeled as a nut case. However, that basically is what a prophet is.


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Written September 11, 2003 by Matthew

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Today was another great day with Katlyn. During the entire psych class we passed notes to each other. It reminded me of when I was young, like the children in elementary school and the way they pass their little love letters. It was hard to concentrate in class because every time we passed a note, our hands would touch momentarily and she’d look at me and smile. I can’t help but to smile back. Her eyes are so beautiful and her smile is stunning. She really blows me away. I still have no clue what the lecture was about, but it is still my best class for the simple reason that she is there with me.


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Written September 9, 2003 by Matthew

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So my classes started yesterday, and at first it looked like it was going to be another shitty semester. Out of the three classes, not even one of them seemed to spark the slightest interest in me. It’s kind of funny because I am taking a class on religion, which right now seems to be one of my main interests. The professor looked like a minister or something and spent the entire class talking about what it means to be spiritual. I couldn’t tell if he was teaching or preaching. I was so tempted to just start arguing and countering his beliefs. Either way, I’m going to love arguing with him every week. He has no idea what he is in for.


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Written September 4, 2003 by Matt

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I got into another fight with my father today. He saw that I was reading his bible and got excited. I guess he thought I was reading for some sort of spiritual purpose. In a way he was correct, but it wasn’t the spiritual sense he was hoping for. I started asking him some questions about the thoughts and questions I had about his religion. I could immediately sense the tension just by looking at his eyes. It is impossible to speak to the man. Especially about these matters.


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This journal was written by my friend Matt. He has passed away since writing it and this project is to publish his writings to the world. To get a better understanding of the purpose this project, please read the about section on the website.

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Written September 2, 2003 by Matt

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My father once told me, “Have faith in your own religion.” Is it really my religion? How did I choose it? Do I really have a choice? How do we know which religion is right? How does God make his decision about who goes to heaven and hell?

Today I hung out with John and once again I brought up the religion thing. I believe I came up with one of my best arguments yet. My argument to him was pretty much the questions I asked above. I asked John, "what if I was born Muslim or Jewish? What if it was all I knew from my birth? What if my parents raised me to follow the strict rules of a religion?" I know that in many religions, in order to be accepted by its God or Gods, you must be a follower, a believer and obey certain laws. You must follow the writings in some ancient texts, most of which have been rewritten or revised countless times. How do we know which one is right? How do we know any of them are right?

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This journal was written by my friend Matt. He has passed away since writing it and this project is to publish his writings to the world. To get a better understanding of the purpose this project, please read the about section on the website.

Also, most entries will not be posted within this community.
Add me as a friend if you are interested in reading more.

--John

Written August 31, 2003 by Matt

Originally published at Memories of Matthew. Please leave any comments there.

Today I went into my parents room to take my fathers bible. I wanted to get some examples of three things I had written yesterday. As soon as I opened the bible, I remembered the flood and Noah’s Ark. God actually used a flood to destroy all the evil on Earth at the time. He believed the world had become too corrupt and thought by destroying the world with floods, the world could begin again. That is a prime example of people personifying God.


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