Five crew necks and one hoodie for band: $11
Four t-shirts for band:$4.50
J. Crew wool cardigan: $4
Wooden rolling pin with bearings: $4
Levi’s eco straight jeans: $2.95
Four coffee cups for various purposes: $3.45
Flannel print shirt by Mohawk (punk rawk) :$.50
Polka-dot cardigan: $1.50
Urban Outfitters skinny jeans: $2.00
Green yarn: $.99
Photo album: $1.99
Grey pants from target for work: $5
Grey sweatpants: $4
A framed print and picture frame:$5
This is probably the most I’ve spent in a long time in two days. But looking at what I got, I am glad to be taking other peoples’ trash and giving it another chance. Nothing is without purpose.
That in certain facets of life once something has reached a certain level of popularity, it’s made into something mainstream and therefore decreases it’s “coolness” factor, therefore begins to die. Some things can’t get there fast enough. Things that incite violence in the music scene. Things that divide and elevate others from everyone else.
But then I also see things that no matter how many films are made, no matter how much awareness is preached. No matter the destructive nature of the thing that is displayed for all to observe, it will never die. Because it’s inside people somewhere, that need for a conflict. That need for something to contrast. Because there will never be peace with war in the very heart of man.
“Keep back nothing. Nothing that you have not given away will be really yours. Nothing in you that has not died will ever be raised from the dead. Look for yourself, and you will find in the long run only hatred, loneliness, despair, rage, ruin, and decay. But look for Christ and you will find Him, and with Him everything else thrown in.”—Mere Christianity (1952)
I made the mistake of following the Vogue fashion blog. I am terrified. I saw things I haven’t gazed upon since I was 10. History is repeating herself via designer once more. When are they going to bring bustles and powdered hair back, I wonder?
A humanist in choking sea,
Called for help and presently, Received in full intensity,
“You must swim if you would be.
Rescue breeds dependency;
Self-reliance makes one free.”
And floated easily
This is about The Warehouse in Chattanooga, TN. They share a building with a church and a dubstep club in the downtown area. Not long ago, the club had a gang-initiated shooting in the parking lot (unrelated to the Warehouse in every way) and now, the city is not allowing anyone near the building and all events that were coming through the venue are shut down till further notice. PLEASE, if you can, help our dear friends keep running this amazing place. They have helped us so much over the past few years, along with SO many others, and have become our brothers in the process. PLEASE help.