Tuesday, April 18, 2006

You Are Grass Green

Down to earth and a bit of a hippie, you are very into nature and the outdoors.
You accept the world and people as they are. You don't try to change things.
You are also very comfortable with yourself, flaws and all.
Optimistic about the future, you feel like life is always getting better.

Saturday, April 15, 2006

this is me...

You Are Fozzie Bear

"Wocka! Wocka!"
You're the life of the party, and you love making people crack up.
If only your routine didn't always bomb!
You may find more groans than laughs, but always keep the jokes coming.

Tuesday, April 11, 2006

Some challenging lyrics

These are the lyrics to one of my favorite Keith Green songs. The reason why I'm posting them is because I think they're really relevant to today, especially because the world that doesn't believe in the devil doesn't know what he's up to. This song is from the perspective of Satan, kind of a "Screwtape Letters set to music" kind of deal.

Oh, my job keeps getting easier, as time keeps slipping away,
I can imitate your brightest light and make your night look just like day,
I put some truth in every lie, to tickle itching ears,
You know I'm drawing people just like flies, cause they like what they hear,
I'm gaining power by the hour, they're falling by the score,
You know, it's getting very simple now cause no one believe in me anymore.


Oh, heaven's just a state of mind, my books read on your shelf,
And have you heard that God is dead, I made that one up myself,

They dabble in magic spells, the get their fortunes read,

You know they heard the truth, but turned away and followed me instead,

I used to have to sneak around, but now they just open their doors,

You know, no ones watching for my tricks because no one believes in me anymore.

Everyone likes a winner, with my help, you're guaranteed to win,
And hey man, you're ain't no sinner, you've got the truth within,
And as your life slips by you believe the lie that you did it on your own,
But don't worry, I'll be there to help you share our dark eternal home.


Oh, my job keeps getting easier, as day slips into day,
The magazines, the newspapers, print every word I say,
This world is just my spinning top, it's all like childs-play,
You know, I dream that it will never stop, but I know it's not that way,
Still my work goes on and on, always stronger than before,

I'm gonna make it dark before the dawn since no one believes in me anymore,
Well now I used to have to sneak around, but now they just open their doors,
You know, no one watches for my tricks since no one believes in me anymore,
Well I'm gaining power by the hour, they're falling by the score,
You know, it's getting very easy now since no one believes in me anymore,

No one believes in me anymore, no one believe in me anymore.