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Name: Sam
Country: United States
State: Arizona
Metro: Flagstaff
Birthday: 7/13/1988
Gender: Male


Interests: Science, Football, Track, Friends, Politics, Religion, Fun. Coldplay, Weezer, Beatles, CCR, the other past masters and current leaders. Keane, GreenDay, you get the picture
Expertise: Being a smart mouthed jerk to smart mouth jerks, and a nice guy to nice people. Also quite funny. Sing in Choir, Debate in debate, just plain be smart. I also run Track (am okay) and play(ed) football. (regional Hon. Mention)
Occupation: Librarian Aid
Industry: Government/Public Service


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Member Since: 11/18/2005

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Monday, July 09, 2007

hellooooooooooooooooooo?   hellooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo?

 

anybody there?


Saturday, May 19, 2007

whatever thoughts

It’s every night now

It’s every fight now

I’ve every right now

But I just don’t care

 

So leave me alone now

Tell me you know how

You’ve studied your great Tao

I just want to share

 

I know you’ll never really know the thoughts inside my head

I’m laying here beside myself dictating to my bed

My thoughts all flow like Vaseline they stick inside my skull

It’s clear to me just what I mean but meanings never full

 

I can’t express the words to say the thoughts I feel the hurts I hate

I can’t endure the words they say the things I feel their hates all hurt

 

It’s really quite pointless

My thoughts are all joint-less

And so I anoint this

My lasting affair

 

It’s five in the morning

And my body’s suffering

My eyes to the light cling

For sleep I don’t dare

And still I can’t care

I’m going nowhere

My thoughts are somewhere

Don’t ask why I share

 

I know you’ll never really know the thoughts inside my head

I’m laying here beside myself dictating to my bed

My thoughts all flow like Vaseline they stick inside my skull

It’s clear to me just what I mean but meanings never full

 

I just move on through every day to day my life is healing hurts

I just float on from me to then I know somehow its not the end.


Sunday, November 26, 2006

aha! BEHOLD the long awaited thingy dealler that comes next in the cool long ole succession of thingy deallers~

"Love is like a sunburn that won't go away.
 No one can describe it, there aren't words to say....
what to say....
and-You-Will-NEVER find out, NEVER find out about love that way.... anyway.

Love is like an ocean too deep to cross,
if you never find it then its your loss....
what a loss
cuz-you-will- NEVER find out, NEVER find out about love like this, not like this... anyway.

Its simple, so simple, to get it right
all that you have to do is fight for it
Its easy so easy to make it work
All that you have to do is smirk and laugh

Love is like a flower that has small seeds
little things grow from it that fill your needs...
all your needs....
but you will NEVER find out, NEVER find out about love like that, not like that, anyway.

and when the world is racing all around you
don't let it get to where it can confound you
because the only things that really matter
will never be found on a silver platter

Its simple, so simple to find this out
so please don't ever cry or pout at me
its easy, OH so easy to love someone
and when you find them you have won the prize
what a big surprise!

Love is like a doctor with unskilled hands
it can hurt your heart and make large demands
in your hands....
but we could NEVER find out, NEVER find out about love like this, give me a kiss, anyway.
please just kiss me anyway."

ooooh yeeah


Wednesday, September 06, 2006

who am I kidding? I'll still put stuff here even if I'm the ONLY one to read it ever!!

I never really was a young man

I never really had a chance to make a plan

I was a young boy til I was thirteen

Right then and there is when I hit the scene

 

I never really had a future

I never really even knew for sure

But I still live in 4 wheel drive

That’s how I know that I am still alive

 

Cause I can make it on my own!

Yeah I can make it to the endzone

And I can do the things I really want to do

I know that I will never stop until I’m through….

 

I always thought I knew the answers

I always thought I knew the “his” from the “hers”

But now I see that I was crazy

And there’s no special way for things to be

 

I can still make it on my own

I’ll always make it to the endzone

And I can do the things I really want to do

I know that I will never stop until I’m through

 

I often dream about the future

I often dream about my perfect life

My well adjusted kids and happy wife

But that is all still in the future…

 

For now I’ll make it on my own

Carry that ball into the endzone

I’ll always do the things I really want to do

I’ll never stop until I’m through

I’ll never stop until my dreams come true

I won’t be through until my dreams come true…

--Sam McD.--
(steal it and you will be cursed with sour milk for the rest of eternity!!)


Tuesday, August 29, 2006

The Heros Creed (or, Why Men Go to War)

To flee or not to flee, that is the question
Whether tis nobler in the mind to suffer
the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
or to take flight away from a sea of troubles
and by avoiding, survive them. to Fly, to Leap; thats all;
and by a leap to say we avoid the onrushing train that is life.
To fly; to leap. To leap, perchance to fall!
Aye, there's the rub! For in that leap of fear, what pain may come,
when we have not been true to  what we know, must give us pause.
There's the trust that makes true loyalty of such short life,
For who can bear the whips and scorns of men, the King's Taxes, the nobles scorn,
The pangs of homeland struck, the terror of disaster,
and the spurns that the worthy in manner unmerited take,
when he himself might make right with a bare bodkin?
Woh would not support, to pledge and live for a greater cause,
that which is right, such things that life makes worth living!
What undiscovered peril, for whose attack no design can plan,
must we prepare; it makes us rather bear that pain of death we know,
than to fly to torments we can't stand. Thus, virtue doth make heroes of us all;
and thush the yellow hue of cowards is ridden over with the loyal blue of resolution,
and enterprises of pure evil and terror, with this regard their arrows we deflect,
and protect that most important.



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