the blog of Jerry Bolton
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[walking disaster]
0Compelled
to stretch the veneer of life over inanimate characters (text)--- safe-haven found in one name capability a culpability to deriving abstract
Connexions
from one thought unto another
and into a new and fearsome wreck/ruin
and into a new and fearsome wreck/ruin
we kindle our fires in the ancient forge
so constant and regular in neglect;
love, felt.
love, chosen.
love, augmented by incarnation
in-carnation
formulation: solidarit-us.
simple complexity-
the only contradiction
is in the indictment raised//nothing is simple
without being likewise and equally complex
and nothing complex is not reducible
to a simplicity (of explanatory
impetus)
what?
-yes,darling-
you mean all
and i will kill / whate'er interfere
and i thrill still / fore'er in here
tag a suffix on
the common : love-lock
let man not separate, let us not separate
let I not---
mutiny.
subvert
insurrect
undermine
( )
destroy
wicked:
the murder of my heart is a daily task
too urgent to restrain---
& i’ll stab ‘er m’self
o’er & o’er ’til th’
bloody thing ain’t n’more
-
a r’minder…
of what i’ll ne’er be ‘gain
(heart o’ my emnity with G-d)
o’er & o’er ’til th’
bloody thing ain’t n’more
-
a r’minder…
of what i’ll ne’er be ‘gain
(heart o’ my emnity with G-d)
[your mental affairs [always were adultery [and it surprises not [that the fruit of [thoughts and keystrokes [is the desecration [of your bed
we go out of]
our way to deal]
in surface tension]
when we know]
that the poison]
is really the]
ocean's bed]
our way to deal]
in surface tension]
when we know]
that the poison]
is really the]
ocean's bed]
what?
-hey,stupid-
(pants-on-head...)
axe-grind the root?
substance is something most never fathom
the depths of - intangible and complex/simple
life and breath and (Christ); the whole world
is counting on me and I didn't even know it
the depths of - intangible and complex/simple
life and breath and (Christ); the whole world
is counting on me and I didn't even know it
Teach me to Speak - this uneducated tongue needs your Word(s) to go on.
…wanderers and vagabonds
0Current Tunage: Underoath – Too Bright To See Too Loud To Hear
It always takes me a couple weeks to really catch on to new Underoath records (at least, since Define The Great Line…). The new disc “Lost In The Sound Of Separation” is no exception to that new and relatively untested rule. I loves it. It is stucks in my head badly. I can’t stop singing it. I can’t stop screaming it. It’s very good.
New poem fragment (poem incomplete):
Happiness
Less an event now, more a state
That you and I, and we create
…a covenant sealed in dreams
5What follows are the covenant vows that my wife Stephanie and I made this recent Saturday August the 2nd, 2008. They are quite copyrighted, but we would be glad to share them with you if you ask us. So please, ask us, mostly because we like to know they’re getting used. We did a lot of work on them over a couple months off-and-on, so while we don’t want to see them squandered or wasted, we also do want to see them shared and used of God to bless others… or something like that. I have a really hard time sounding stoic, I’m still pretty pumped and whatnot.
The gist is: We love these vows, we hope you do too. If you want to use them, ask us, we’ll almost definitely say yes – we just like to know who’s using them. 
Here ya go:
I, Jerry Taylor Bolton, take you, Stephanie Ruth Jenkinson, to be my wife. I recognize that God has blessed me with your love and entrusted your life to me as a gift that I have not earned. In recognition of this, I promise to sacrificially love you as Christ loved the church and gave himself up for her. I promise to courageously protect, fearlessly guide, selflessly serve, and generously provide for you, as he enables me. Through the pressures of the present, and the uncertainties of the future, I promise you my complete faithfulness; body, mind, and soul. I promise to lead you through all of life’s experiences even as the Lord leads me, that together we will grow in the likeness of Christ and establish a family that brings him glory and honour. I promise never to half-mean, never to half-love, and never to halve us – now that God has made us one. May the LORD deal with me as He sees fit if anything but death or His return parts me from you. These are my promises to you before God and the witnesses gathered here today.
I, Stephanie Ruth Jenkinson, take you, Jerry Taylor Bolton, to be my husband. I recognize that God has blessed me with your love and entrusted your life to me as a gift that I have not earned. In recognition of this, I promise to respectfully submit to you as the church submits itself to Christ by following his leadership. I promise to tenderly encourage, fearlessly follow, selflessly serve, and humbly counsel you as he enables me. Through the pressures of the present, and the uncertainties of the future, I promise you my complete faithfulness; body, mind, and soul. I promise to follow you through all of life’s experiences even as the church follows Christ, that together we will grow in the likeness of Christ and establish a family that brings him glory and honour. I promise never to half-mean, never to half-love, and never to halve us – now that God has made us one. May the LORD deal with me as He sees fit if anything but death or His return parts me from you. These are my promises to you before God and the witnesses gathered here today.
Jer & Steph’s Weddding Vows™ are ©2008 The Conglomerate International Corp. Unauthorized use will suck, and will probably doom your marriage. Asking permission is fun, good for your health, and Jesus most likely encourages you to do so. Almost for sure.
Side note: the “half mean, half love, halve us” part is taken from one of my recent poems.
Feel free to leave a note if you dig. ^_^
Side note: this was post #750. Not bad for ~5yrs.
[a theory of breathing]
2just
a week/world away
emerging from the wilderness of names.
can i have my ability to think coherently back
now that the fate-spasms have lifted?
(displace the heirarchy)
redefine self | rediscover health
-blame the magnets and the magic;
the singularity charge...
a single
pulse;
("blood"has a new meaning)
- a new;
blended identity
maybe there is room for two in this universe?
(no, just one!)
soon the eyes will be on us
plotting our maps to forever
and when i allude to you it is everything
i treasure in this life;
lyrics, substance, colour, light
and poetry so meaningful.
you/make me terminal
" hope
" (hate abortion
of love)
i make/cut this covenant
-never to half-mean
never to half-love
-never to halve us
for
we've waited long enough in these
states of matter, states of heart:
(ice to preserve, water to waken)
vapour to breathe a beautiful start
[starting a camp-fire in a snow-storm]
0Oh,
how sweet the sound of You changing me!
It sounds like my heart torn out, through every vein and artery.
It sounds like a million doves in slow descent.
It sounds like my thoughts engulfed in flame…
It sounds like galaxies cowering, universes quivering,
and the bone-crunch of fallen worlds beneath Your feet,
Oh God; All of them my own!
[driftwood]
1I haven't been sleeping well lately. Every morning, no matter the time, feels like Stupid O'Clock™. And I feel like driftwood - dead and rotty and far away from you. My face is growing back, or at least what's left of it. I know that in time, I'll find the old me here and that scares me to no end. Words in my mouth feel like a fistful of unswallowable soda crackers - chalky at best. ...and all I really need is sleep.
[twin heart]
0(i wrote this to the sound of cities burning) and it is a choice i made but a choice i feel sounding my depths in all of time;
(no one has ever looked better)
and you you are the entirety of my need the riptide pulling me together every instant that passes takes me, just a fraction just a fraction of time closer to that stable place;that stable face (intricate & without blemish) call it my stable race, the stability chase ended all but a heartbeat ago so i stop shaking and my quivering ends in the quiver *(fills for me to shoot this world full of ballistics) though i must confess a preference for melee combat - as a general rule
focussed eyes
with broken feet
now walking free
amidst this deep
and brand new truth
you become a
warm plan
to me and i
become stable
with broken feet
now walking free
amidst this deep
and brand new truth
you become a
warm plan
to me and i
become stable
[the finale/finally]
2Cold Focus; Warm Smile; Full Heart
So tired of - So many False Starts
I wanted to know who you are,
and now I know -
How is it you focus me,
Gently?
Gentle Focus, Love:
Pleasant Cancer
please make
a dream awake/
/new reality;
rewrite mathematics -
one plus one equals
I just:
Want a) the impossible
Choose b) the complicated
Pursue c) the perfect
and
find you) all of the above
come with your
Eyes Like Oceans
(awash)
for drowning
these waters of certain hand
So
for now,
this letter is for you:
I
and
forever,
this word is for "I":
Do
(Checkmate:
One last time out of the hypothetical!)
Our Cord
of three strands
Create: Christ, Wife, and
Husband:
"As Christ loved..."
so for you I
Resonate.
Resonance-
A halo for your digit, ninth from the right
take it (and) take me (and) mine be - glory;
Stephanie, be my wife.
[thoughts on snow]
0half frozen…
not quite water, not ice!
an abomination;
beautiful glorious layers of death upon the fertile soils
slowly freezing every precious tendril of the human spirit
solid veins stiff:
bring a sun