tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60721792012-02-16T10:02:17.713-08:00NEVER TOO LATEWelcome to the Infinite Abyss. Here you will find the arts, God, refuge and, if you're not too careful, yourself. Remember it's NEVER TOO LATE to start the journey.Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08849177113438505704noreply@blogger.comBlogger391100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072179.post-26240838414124882982009-03-24T11:13:00.000-07:002009-03-24T11:16:17.461-07:00I love this piece... it says so much about the company you keep.It's entitled Sobriety Lost. It's by Nu-mi from Poland. I found it on quarterlife.comKatehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08849177113438505704noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072179.post-71912930481561047912009-03-05T10:48:00.001-08:002009-03-05T10:48:40.582-08:00Lent Devotion--- very fitting for meMARCH 5 - FAITH IS THE KEYBy Heather Zimmerman, a junior American Sign Language major from Barrigada, GuamSCRIPTURE: Romans 4:13-25 (NRSV) Scroll down for complete Scripture.DEVOTIONAL: What is the promise that the author of today?s Scripture speaks about? It is righteousness. But what is righteousness? Webster?s Dictionary defines righteousness as being just, honorable, free from guilt/wrong. Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08849177113438505704noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072179.post-53841858740754077712009-01-28T22:10:00.000-08:002009-01-28T22:17:44.848-08:00Random thoughts from Denny's... (btw love eggs over medium)My thoughts are swimmingMy brain has been inspired by floating memories of information overloadHandwriting is fast and furiousI may explode with thought any momentWhich quite frankly frightens meWhat if they (they being thoughts, ideas and etc) decide to do the breast stroke into forgotteness as many "theys" doGuess I should make one of Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08849177113438505704noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072179.post-55319450114140121182009-01-04T09:26:00.000-08:002009-01-04T09:30:57.645-08:00Check out this article and sign.... Let's help eliminate malaria!AFRICA: New hope for malaria vaccineHealth experts say any future vaccine should be part of broad prevention efforts DAKAR, 22 December 2008 (IRIN) - The world’s most clinically advanced malaria vaccine trials have given new hope in the fight against the disease, which in sub-Saharan Africa kills a child every 30 Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08849177113438505704noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072179.post-52836339908715329152008-12-14T08:29:00.000-08:002008-12-14T08:35:59.763-08:00I read this on MSN and really liked what it had to say. Since we at New Community have been doing the Advent Conspiracy, I have been refocusing on what matters during Christmas. I have been trying to (and not always succeeding) to worship fully, spend less, give more and love all. Not an easy task. The article is on how to beat the holiday blues if you are single. I would just add to try the Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08849177113438505704noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072179.post-49536309427690326072008-11-03T20:42:00.000-08:002008-11-03T20:43:28.213-08:00Peace does not appear so distant as it did. I hope it will come soon, and come to stay; and so come as to be worth the keeping in all future time.- Abraham Lincoln,Letter to James C. Conkling, Aug. 26, 1863.This quote seemed appropriate since tomorrow we vote.Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08849177113438505704noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072179.post-69890385278629753622008-10-24T10:24:00.000-07:002008-10-24T10:40:42.279-07:00I read this today and felt my heart scream...Sing it again... I hope this speaks to you as much as it did me.Keeping Company With Godby Margaret Feinberg on October 23, 20080 commentsOne of the passages of scripture that I never get tired of hearing, reading, or studying is found in Isaiah 43:1-5. Though the passage is describing the redemption of Israel, as I read the words, I find my own Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08849177113438505704noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072179.post-39222052084782697602008-10-09T10:43:00.000-07:002008-10-09T11:16:49.665-07:00Just some lyrics I'm working on....TITLE- All of MeSometimes I wonderIf you knew who I wasWould you stayAnywayIf you saw all my weaknessAnd all of my scarsWould you stayAnywayOr would you goAwayWould it beToo much to stayWhen you seeThe mess I've madeWould you leaveIf you seeAll of meKatehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08849177113438505704noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072179.post-1152681806178689582006-07-11T22:20:00.000-07:002006-07-11T22:23:26.200-07:00I love this painting... has a lot to say... here's a new verse i'm working on... I’m starting againDon’t think I’ll stop this timeRunning with the windI’m running out of rhymesOf rhymes of rhymesHymns don’t sound as sweetAs him his voice he’s mineI’ll keep his fractured songOut of the rhythmic mindMy mind my my…Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08849177113438505704noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072179.post-1143643663279668822006-03-29T06:43:00.000-08:002006-03-29T06:47:43.290-08:00Here's the conflic song completed.This TimePushing we pull until we snapBreaking each other with severityEach punch leaves the best of us to fallFall hard onto the floorOnto the floorThe worst of us is left to fight this fightAnd I am just too tired to light this matchThere's nothing left to burn but each otherSo should we, could we be better this timechorusIf you pray for meAnd I pray for Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08849177113438505704noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072179.post-1142887856627959042006-03-20T12:48:00.000-08:002006-03-20T12:50:56.643-08:00I haven't finished the conflict song but God is blessing me with more lyrics. I read Jeremiah 17 and it was convicting of who we really are. So in the shower this morning, I wrote the beginning of this song.Mirror mirror can you see my heartMirror mirror I’m playing a partMirror mirror can you see my heartMirror mirror I’m falling apartI’m black and blue from the inside outBattered and bruised I’Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08849177113438505704noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072179.post-1142840949159335302006-03-19T23:43:00.000-08:002006-03-19T23:49:09.290-08:00Eric and I wrote actual melody today. So I updated the lyrics... now I just need a second verse and ending. Here it is:Pushing we pull until we snapBreaking each other with severityEach punch leaves the best of us to fallFall hard onto the floorThe worst of us is left to fight this fightAnd I am just too tired to light this matchThere's nothing left to burn but each otherSo should we, could we beKatehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08849177113438505704noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072179.post-1142789639473795912006-03-19T09:23:00.000-08:002006-03-19T12:09:57.523-08:00I started writing this song about conflict. Lately, my relationships with people who I loved the most have been falling apart. This is song is more for Miss Turner than anyone else. I'm hoping that it will be therapeutic and will help us build a stronger friendship in the long run. Oh, by the way, I have a music myspace. Check out www.myspace.com/vegaskate for my music. Its nothing new but Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08849177113438505704noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072179.post-1135789822882234632005-12-28T09:10:00.000-08:002005-12-28T09:10:22.893-08:00I think the biggest problem with Christianity isn't God but people. People suck. I am starting to wonder if anyone really believes in God at all. If they did, wouldn't there lives reflect it? Wouldn't they actually care about others no matter the circumstance? I understand that people aren't perfect but there just seems that nobody actually cares. I want to believe that God is real. I do. But I Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08849177113438505704noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072179.post-1129567528426050612005-10-17T09:42:00.000-07:002005-10-17T09:45:28.433-07:00so its overhis heart is hardenand i'm broken on the floortiny pieces left with a memoryof how i was lovedand lost ittoo stubborn to feel whole with one who was my hearthe said i don't love you anymoreand lied the months beforeso where his arms used to comfort i only find tears and emptinessKatehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08849177113438505704noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072179.post-1128022600238019972005-09-29T12:31:00.000-07:002005-09-29T12:36:40.240-07:00This song I'm feeling right now. The parts highlighted represent my relationship...."Volcano" By Damien RiceVolcano by Damien RiceDon't hold yourself like thatYou'll hurt your kneesI kissed your mouth, and backAnd that's all I needDon't build your world aroundVolcanoes melt you downWhat I am to you is not realWhat I am to you, you do not needWhat I am to you is not what you mean to meYou give me Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08849177113438505704noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072179.post-1128021608853056942005-09-29T12:18:00.000-07:002005-09-29T12:20:08.860-07:00I wrote this on www.myspace.com/kategotsoul.Its worth sharing on this one too.i've crashed and burnedtoo blinded by flametoo haunted by shamechained i have lost the only things that i lovedthe loss of deity and humanitythe only things that taught me to loveare burned out of mefestered soresblistered into faint scars of time gone and witheredwill i ever be the same / from these flamesKatehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08849177113438505704noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072179.post-1127411190294018782005-09-22T10:42:00.000-07:002005-09-22T10:46:30.300-07:00"Probably Wouldn't Be This Way" By LeAnn RimesCheck this video out. This song has been speaking a lot to my loneliness. Even though I haven't lost anyone to death recently, I feel this way about loved ones back home. "I'm so lucky to have the chance to love this much."Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08849177113438505704noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072179.post-1126027902898703472005-09-06T10:19:00.000-07:002005-09-06T10:31:42.946-07:00Pinki've got a stain on my foreheadand it looks a little pinki think its from my lack of trustor just my lack of sleepor maybe its from all the socializingi do with all these girlsall the talk all the timethat makes my head swirlfeminine mysticismfilling up my hoursallowing me to recognizethat women do have powerbut maybe the pinkisn't from the womenwho now have become my friendsmaybe the stain Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08849177113438505704noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072179.post-1125685991496157072005-09-02T11:24:00.000-07:002005-09-02T11:33:11.503-07:00It has been far too long since I wrote in this thing. I have moved to Fresno to work with the urban community since the middle of August. Its been a challenge since I am alone a lot. I have been lonely. But things are starting to pick up and I am having to trust that God lead me here for a reason. I have been reading proverbs lately. Its not one of those books in the bible where you can rush Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08849177113438505704noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072179.post-1114473656853827962005-04-25T17:00:00.000-07:002005-04-25T17:00:56.853-07:00catalina is coming soon... i just wanted to send out this picture by bria to remind everyone of God's glory Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08849177113438505704noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072179.post-1109819359333696252005-03-02T19:03:00.000-08:002005-03-02T19:09:19.346-08:00I am starting to realize that we never really get over people... we just forget the pain until it pops up in moments of verse or art or screen. People make up the fabric of who we are and how we got there. This song from Maria Mena made me remember how I felt when I started this blog and the hurt I was dealing with. Here's to past love..."Sorry"Vague sound of rainpierces through my song againbut Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08849177113438505704noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072179.post-1104819291319290012005-01-03T21:54:00.000-08:002005-01-03T22:14:51.320-08:00i can't stand this place sometimes. this place where it's not ok to show emotions. a place where you are criticized for not taking losing well. a place where if you are a woman you have to pretend that nothing bothers you. you just have to take it otherwise you are the bitch. otherwise you are too emotional. otherwise you are just another "woman". you don't measure up. you are not valuable. you Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08849177113438505704noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072179.post-1101179261121149892004-11-22T18:59:00.000-08:002004-11-22T19:07:41.120-08:00new poems... my philosophy class allows me to be quite creative Recognizable Heart You are beautiful beyond recognition it matters not if your hair is tied in blue ribbons and barrettes it matters not if your clothes are crisp or clean or new It just doesn't matter to me if you morph into someone that my eyes have never seen for your beauty lies between your mind and soul in the place called Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08849177113438505704noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072179.post-1100725379511639762004-11-17T13:54:00.000-08:002004-11-17T13:02:59.510-08:00Here's one of my own.... Uncertain Scattered In dry desert land Will I ever take root, find what I thirst for, find the light that fills my needs? I've been thrown carelessly into the wind not knowing if I will be ok, if I will get lost among the torny tumble weed that roll and roll and roll from one flat desolate place to another A small seed uncertain tentative among the future... this isKatehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08849177113438505704noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072179.post-1100724868448173342004-11-17T13:49:00.000-08:002004-11-17T12:54:28.446-08:00This is my favorite poem be Pablo Neruda... i just recently rediscovered it... isn't that one of the greatest feeling... rediscover art that made you feel intense once... this one is for Sarah Pablo Neruda xx Tonight I can write the saddest lines. Write for example, 'The night is shatteredand the blue stars shiver in the distance.' The night wind revolves in the sky and sings. Tonight I canKatehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08849177113438505704noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072179.post-1098751572778069132004-10-25T17:46:00.000-07:002004-10-25T17:46:12.776-07:00This struck me as a beautiful mess. A soldier's infinite abyss.. a longing to just come home... in from the mud.  Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08849177113438505704noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072179.post-1098750060191698072004-10-25T17:06:00.000-07:002004-10-25T17:30:14.053-07:00It has been months since I have looked at this blog. I was kind of avoiding it. I have decided to change this blog to a place for my arts team. This is where you can get info about different art stuff and God stuff. I will keep writing as before, but more for you guys to see into pieces with a different light. A holy light. In the last month, I saw a movie that spoke to me. It's called Garden Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08849177113438505704noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072179.post-1083770918425352702004-05-05T08:28:00.000-07:002004-10-25T17:05:32.846-07:00beauty is all around this infiinite sadness i can't shake the beauty refuses to give up on me it knows something i don't about where i am going it sees beyond how i feel to the breath in me that desires peace Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08849177113438505704noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072179.post-1081192563322910312004-04-05T12:16:00.000-07:002004-04-05T12:19:47.670-07:00do you ever come to a point when you realize the direction you're headed in is not going to work out as plan? i am at this point. i'm stuck. the dreams i have envisioned, the life i daydream about, the soulmate that fits all who i am... it's nothing. it will not be what i have desired. i have held on to a hope that doesn't exist. and i realize it for the first time right now. i just want to Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08849177113438505704noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072179.post-1081138912325479472004-04-04T21:21:00.000-07:002004-04-04T21:25:35.746-07:00I just returned from Arts Con 2004. I have to say it is the most refreshing time for me. God renews me. Thursday night, the talk rocked me. It confirmed a lot of stuff in me. I want everyday be another that I fall in love with Jesus and I want to share it with everyone who is important to me. Arts Con talked a whole bunch about being displaced. As followers of Christ, Jesus puts in places thatKatehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08849177113438505704noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072179.post-1079399752867078352004-03-15T17:15:00.000-08:002004-03-15T17:19:34.716-08:00Time flies when you are not paying attention. Yet time seems to longer than it really is. A lot has happened since my last entry. I saw the Passion and my vision of God was completely rocked. I am totally unworthy. I have been rebuilding friendships and slowly regaining trust from those I failed. I went back to Harambee and saw how fast my kids are growing up. They are beautiful and I miss Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08849177113438505704noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072179.post-1077775983099074522004-02-25T22:13:00.000-08:002004-02-25T22:15:53.200-08:00I just got done watching Chasing Amy. Great movie... some weird stuff but it is Kevin Smith after all. I have to just say that this is something apart of our culture that can be used for God. There is just an aspect human brokenness that is portrayed that you don't get through most movies. There is a sense of regret and loss. It is not for the Christian bubble types so if you check it outBe AWAREKatehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08849177113438505704noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072179.post-1077570166438570282004-02-23T13:02:00.000-08:002004-02-23T13:05:33.403-08:00GREAT NEWS.... I finally gave in to God. I said no more me. Only you. Its such a release. I feel like God can do anything through me. I am started to get over my past and look dead on into the future. Side note: I have not been able to get Josh out of my system for several months. It has almost like being on detox or rehab. Well, now I am finally able to write it all out and not be bitter. Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08849177113438505704noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072179.post-1075443093228419382004-01-29T22:11:00.000-08:002004-01-29T22:13:46.216-08:00this is for Jen... You challenge me to be a better follower of Christ... keep pressing me to get out of my comfortability.... you are the best.... I Choke Choke on me on who I am I choke I choke on pieces of my insecurities I'm soaked in sweat of my masturbatory lifestyle A lifestyle that only fulfills my needs my urges my choices I choke and I choke I go forKatehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08849177113438505704noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072179.post-1070516622797099712003-12-03T21:43:00.000-08:002003-12-03T21:43:53.050-08:00i am so tired i could cry and i would cry if i wasn't too tired how i long to be awake enough to feel anything Ok... If that doesn't give you a jist of how I am doing than nothing does. here are the lyrics to my new favorite cover *josh ... if you read this... this one's for you* "The First Cut Is The Deepest" i would have given you all of my heart but there's someone who's torn it apartKatehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08849177113438505704noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072179.post-1070213798786505862003-11-30T09:36:00.000-08:002004-10-25T17:33:43.800-07:00so God confuses me...just when I think I got him figured out, he pulls a double whammy on me... the rules that God has are black and white but options to decisions are endless... here's what I am writing about this area of my life I am standing in front of three doors that will change who I am forever... door number one leads to a lonely road a road only the very strong and brave have walked Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08849177113438505704noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072179.post-1069125124966959822003-11-17T19:12:00.000-08:002003-11-17T19:12:11.486-08:00i am wrestling with my God just as Jacob did not necessarily to get something but discover who my God is when will I ever understand when will live the way he intends loving and fearing only him.... I have been reading "Daring to Draw Near" by John White. It's challenging. I am not sure where I stand with God. But I am so willing to figure it out with God's help. I Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08849177113438505704noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6072179.post-1068691136956356732003-11-12T18:38:00.000-08:002003-11-12T18:39:01.793-08:00hi all... time for the beginning... I am tired of what I am and who I am I will not allow this to be the way it always be I need this not to be the way it always will be I need more I am thirsty and clouds are nowhere in sight "i run this race/ i keep this pace/ when will it ever be enough" -nichole nordeman this mysteryKatehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08849177113438505704noreply@blogger.com0