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K, about the pictures...


.:INTRO:.

This is my experiment... to have photos here, stories as they present themselves to memory, and possibly have links to Google Maps, and Earth -with corresponding geographically locatable locations. If you are reading this, and I haven't had an update as to the progress &/or plausibility of aforementioned experiment... kindly remind me w/ a comment. Or if you see me in person, gentle encouragement is preferred. Thanks, and God bless if you just sneezed.

-Joel Kreider


*If you click the pic...
you get a bigger one.
*If you click the highlighted link... under the pic, you get a treat. Of sorts.

There's a custom Google Map I made that shows exactly (+- a few feet of) where I have taken the pictures.

*If you know Longview: Zoom about half-way out, and you should have sufficient geographical context.
*If you don't know Longview: Zoom out 3/4.
*If you don't know Longview, and live in the Australia/ New Zealand area: Zoom out to the Third notch from full.




Thursday, May 17, 2007

(May 17, 07 10:30ish am [no title: Random thoughts])

...When the leaves fall
to the dust of
this barren ground,
they eventually
bring the life that you see

Oh, my children
remember this when
the seasons of life
(they) give you little sustain

...


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(May 18 8-ish pm: additions,re-wording [still no title: Beginning thoughts])

Welcome, my friends...
find a seat, we'll begin,


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8:30ish: [Revision #1]

Welcome, my friends...
gather close, gather in,
finish your sentence, your thought,
your closing remark,

Find a place by a friend
make some room on the end...
as you tell the others
I'll bide some time, until we begin...



...Now, I'll tell you a story
[once] given to me, by a Wise Old Man...
He told me of winter, and spring,
and of this world we live in.

[He said] "Oh, My child,
remember this when
the rain of life's seasons
leaves you with little sustain...

"[Every] life has it's death,
every season it's change.
Yet, in every death,
there is Life that is made...

"When the leaves fall
to the dust of the ground,
they will eventually bring
all this life... now look around you, and see."

[Addition -incomplete]
[see] [The sun and the moon]
[along with the stars up above]
[]
[no one tells them the way]


[Can even water refrain]
[]

[Every step has it's rhythm]

[Every end began somewhere]
[And each beginning will end]

[With every second that passes]
[on the face of a clock]
[a [brand] new one will greet you]
[and another/the other is lost] -[Added 9:45ish-11:20pm June 1,07]

So, my children, now I tell you
remember this when
the rain of life's seasons
leaves you with little sustain...

Every life has it's death,
every season it's change.
Yet, in every death,
there is Life that is made...

Remember the leaves that fall
to the dust of the ground,
will eventually bring
all this life you see now.

Oh, my children,
remember this when
the rain of life's seasons
leaves you with little sustain...

Every life has it's death,
every season it's change.
Yet, in every death,
there is Life that is made,
there is Life that is made,
Life that is made!


[part two]
...So, remember the leaves,
as they fall to the ground,
they eventually brought you
this life you now see.

So, remember the leaves,
as they fall to the ground,
they eventually bring you
the Life that you seek...

[And] If it's Life that you seek,
it can be plainly seen
folded neatly away in me,
and I apologize... I apologize...

If I can just let go
of some of my pride,
as it falls to the ground,
may it eventually show
the Life that you seek.

Father, help me let go
of some of my pride,
[and] as it falls to the ground
may Your Life spring forth... in me.



title:[the Anthem]
You have just partially witnessed the "The Process of a Lyric".  I don't believe have ever written anything like this.  I am now tired.  -nite.

(May 19, 4ish am)

Wednesday, May 9, 2007


At an old abandoned Factory Entrance


Another Entrance, same factory


Probably my Favorite Site (Click me 4 locatable location)


A random dead tree in a field on Marigold Lane in Diana, Tx that I saw while on a spontaneous photo-mobile-trek.



Same field.

Monday, May 7, 2007

Intro:

This is my experiment... to have photos here, stories as they present themselves to memory and, possibly have links to Google Maps, and Earth -with corresponding geographically locatable locations. If you are reading this, and I haven't had an update as to the progress &/or plausibility of aforementioned experiment... kindly remind me w/ a comment. Or if you see me in person, gentle encouragement is preferred. Thanks, and God bless if you just sneezed. If not... Thanks, and maybe along the way I can shatter some of the Contemporary Christian boxes that you have now so conveniently placed me in, just by reading those two words. I am not, nor could I be, just like every other person you've met who claims to follow Christ... that's impossible. And very narrow minded of you, might I add.

If you are a fellow brother/sister in Christ, "Hollo! Glad to meet you", if I haven't. If I have, here are your greeting choices... (If you're reading this out loud to someone else, chances are you've read this next part already, and it made sense to you... so add some inflection from any possible personal experiences. If you are reading this to yourself for the first time, and this parenthetical anecdote isn't making a whole lotta sense, feel free to re-read the following as many times as it takes to get the joke. -Then read it to someone else for the full effect) Again, here, are your choices and their respective textual vernacular explanations "Heyman..." -I see you all the time if not every week... wasuphowzitgoinwhatchyabeenupta?- "Heyheeeyy...*pause*" -I've forgotten your name. It happens. Get over it, don't be offended at my good faith effort either.-, "O-Man! *hug* ...*pat-pat-pat*" -Either (<--that word looks strange, but spell check says it's right-maybe 'cause it's Captal-ed) ...I haven't seen you for (x) number of years... or I totally wasn't expecting to see/hear from you wherever I/we am/are-, "Nice." -usually in reference to uncommon artcle(s) of attire.

It's now taken me over three (3) hours to write this little Intro/ onefooted soapbox/ dusty, half-cracked window into who I am...

Gnite. And with my eyes half closed... ^5.

Joel K (12:50am)