May 28, 2004

Poem to a chat room...

A poem...

How do u listen in a chat room where people just scream?
How do u hear when u are caught up in your own thing?
How can u walk away when someone's words have chopped off your feet?
How can u stand and get slapped, when they won't let u turn your cheek?
How does one offend when they don't even know what they said?
How does one let go, when they aren't allowed to make amends?
How can one stop crying, when one knows not where the tears are from -
When the sadness and the anger are the only feelings that come?
How can u ignore what is punching u while u stand?
How can u keep typing when your fists take over your hands?

-Leighsa ©2004

May 9, 2004

Happy Mother's Day to the woman who gave me:

my smile
my intelligence
my laughter
my humility
my sense of purpose
my artistic abilities
my poetic nature
my dancing feet
and most importantly my life

Mom, I am truly nothing without you. I love you.

May 7, 2004

For a long time now, I've been addicted to snapple caps and fortune cookie messages...but today...I got a great message from a rather unlikely place. Chatting in the NPGMC conference room...a GENIUS with the handle Rowdy said something that should be in EVERY fortune cookie and underneath EVERY beverage cap in the world.

Wouldn't it be amazing if people forgave each other as a people and not just because they believe God wants them to.

Powerful stuff. Ironically reaffirming MY belief in God...speaking through others.

May 4, 2004

this weekend that just passed, some interesting stuff was going on where I work... check it out.... click away

nick cage1
nick cage2
the set
the set 2

May 1, 2004

A while ago, I started dabbling in digital paint. They were up here for awhile and magically my server ate them. Now that they have been found, they have come back home to roost... or something.



indian girl


man on wall

prince street