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I want to fly away

this is my little corner of that huge technological innovation they call the internet, if you take a moment to pass the time and see, maybe you'll get to know me better, if you know me at all. <><

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Sunday, August 28, 2005

Greetings, my most excellent friends......

And how are you all?! Goes from one extreme to t'other on this blog, more than one post a day, to none in over a week! Oh well, here's one: "honey, i'm HOOOME!"
Yea, we're back, and man its good! Space!!! (the final frontier......) my own space! you know i got back and found tonnes of mail, i thought i had some friends for once!! but alas, just uni telling me (three separate times) that i need to pay extortionate amounts for accomodation, the bank (twice) kindly letting me know that they'd help me all they can to get in debt, and then charge me great rates of interest on the repayments! and my solicitor but you don't wanna know about that!
Just one thing, rachel's birthday is scarily close and i still haven't purchased a pressie (i'm working on it though, (thanks again for your help agent G.! i'm structuring the counter offensive on a simmilar target as we speak)) but if this does succeed (hopefully it will!) then i have an idea on a pressent y'all could put towards, it wouldn't cost so much so if you want to go together like some of you said i have a cunning plan, all will be revealed at about 8:15 next sunday, but anyway lets not jump the gun, it may not come together, but if it does, well anyway, we'll just wait and see!.......... <><

Monday, August 15, 2005

The final countdown!

~I've just been in the realms of 80's swedish heavy rock~
Ahh my last few days of isolation, i suppose i could take this opportunity to reflect on this past week, but then again i could just save myself the bother and go play my guitar, i really don't know what the point of this post was, then again, most of them don't have a point anyway. And did you know that its so easy to play the solo from the above-mensioned song? and as you play it you get the distinct aroma of stilton.

Tuesday, August 09, 2005

I'm no poet, so why even bother?

I'm sorry I couldn't come to the party. But I did write that song, but I got no music to it now, it ended up being about you guys, maybe i'll post it on here sometime, or maybe I'll just save myself the embarrassment!
I got this just now, its a bit philosophical, and i don't think quite complete, i dunno, but i thought i might share it with you. what do you think?

When does one know love?

If you can look out into the sunset and appreciate its beauty,
If you can sit in the quiet and listen to the birds sing
If you can stand on a mountain, and see them soar overhead,
If you can look out over the sea in awe of its fearsome gentleness,

If you can hold someone and be held by them too,
If you can gaze into their eyes and know that its true
If you can keep your distance when you know that its not,
If you can still give a smile and not get it mixed up,

If you can care for the helpless, if you’re helpless too,
If you can feel all alone, and have no friends but you,
If you can get lost and hurt with every doubt in the world,
If you can hit rock bottom, every threat that you’ve hurled,

If you can be patient, kind, not jealous, nor selfish,
If you can be humble, not proud, gentle, not demanding,
If you can stand the test, if all else fails, (and even if you cant)
If you can admit when you’re wrong and are willing to be made right,

Then you will know love.

For greater Love has no man that this; than he who lays his life down for his friends.
Jesus is your friend.

Eighties heavy ROCK!!!!!

Wow i think this is the most posts i've ever done in a row! : o
I guess its coz it makes me feel like i'm talking to someone, man i need to get out more!
it was 4 this morning, 4 O'clock!!!!!!!!! I'm gonna lock my door tonight, it opened it (don't ask me how) this morning.
Anybody heard of a band called dare? apparently they emerged onto the heavy rock scene in the eighties and are still going strong, i'm listening to them now, they're pretty cool, verging on cheesy but hey, its all good!
I cant find any websites or anything so they can't be that popular, if anybody has even less to do with their time than me you could look em' up for me if you want. Or not.
I think i'll try and record a song today, this computer is cool, you can plug your guitar into it!!! :o (when i say YOUR guitar well, you know what i mean) i just found an old fender mustang up in the loft (thats a guitar btw) I'm so nosey! He told me to though, i found an old amp up there too and fixed it, I've got nothing else to do now!!!!
Ahh well, i'll just go and lie in my hammok in my little secret hideaway i made in the trees in the garden (its so fun pretending to be little again!!!)
Oh well, enough of my ramblings. Catch you later, God Bless !!! <><

Monday, August 08, 2005

Cats are weird

Day Two: early mornings

Five o'clock! FIVE o'clock!!! that dumb cat woke me up, must have been BEFORE five coz the sun was only just starting to come up!!!! AAAAND i'd only got to sleep at two in the morning. Don't know where today has gone, they say time flies when you're having fun, must be the same when you're on your own too. But despite this strange creature who insists on giving me early morning wake up calls at least she tries to give me some company, i just wish she'd just stop licking my leg! (crazy animal)
Aaah well, i'm cream crackered, i mowed the lawn, you should have seen the amount of grass i had to shift the pile was THIS BIG, no seriously, T H I S BIG, but gave me something to do, but i got a HUGE blister on my finger, but now it decided that it got too big and wanted to burst, sure you wanted to know that but anyway there you go.
I shall see you soon (hopefully) but for now this is matt marshall, reporting for pointless news, back to you in the studio...

Sunday, August 07, 2005

And here we have our roving journalist, reporting live from the scene....

Day one: A strange surprise

So here i am, my first night alone, or at least i thought, untill i heard it, quiet at first, a faint, jingle, on the night air. Light yet eerie when one is expecting to be alone to watch star trek on channel 5. But no, i was not alone, there was someone, or someTHING else. As i crept into the kitchen to view the disturbing sound (and to get myself a pint) it came again, louder, closer and accompanied, by a loud, THUD as the catflap opened and in walked minnie with her bell on her neck.

OOOooooOOOOooh did i scare you? (didn't think so) i'm no good at writing suspence, note the over-use of commas.

Ah well, y'all better all be coming on thursday coz i'm lonely already!!!!

Anybody come earlier, i need a friend? : p

Friday, August 05, 2005

Into your open arms....

A man had two sons, they both were coming of age but the younger said to the father; " give me my inherritance now, i don't want to wait, i can't stand all this work" so the father reluctantly gave him his share of the estate. The elder son stayed with his father to work and live, never asking for anything off his father, never complaining, always being faithful.
so the younger son went away and spent his money on wild parties, fancy living, fast women and realised that it didn't satisfy him, more and more he spent but i didn't help until eventualy the money ran out and his "friends" left him, he had nothing.
The only work he could find was working with a herd of pigs, he was paid a pittance, not enough to feed himself, and he was so hungry, so wanting, that he even wanted to eat the swill the pigs had. He was low, had nothing, but then thought; "if i go home, i could ask to become a servant of my father, even they get better treatment than this"
So off he went home, but on the way he started thinking "how can i go back, he would never want me, i'm so stupid, he would hate me, i have waisted all his money, i am dirty, filthy, he would shurely cast me away"
His father, in the meantime, had spent everyday waiting for his son to return, he watched out along the roads to see if he would come back, and one day he saw him, a long way off, the son was about to turn back, but the father ran towards him. Exploding with life towards his lost son, he ran with his arms open to greet him and when he reached his son he threw his arms around him, and held him tight. He didn't care that he smelt awful, that the dirt and filth from his son's clothes stained his own clean robes, he didn't care what the neighbours thought of his ghastly display of indignity. He just wanted his child.
The father called the servants and held a huge feast, he gave the son new clothes, and a place of honour.He was home again.
Meanwhile the elder son was angry, he spoke to the father demanding "why does he get all this?! I'm the one who deserves this, I did nothing wrong, nothing but good, i helped you and worked for you..." at this point the father cut him off
"come, join in this feast, your brother is home, i Love him just like i do you, but don't you see? Once he was dead, but now he is alive, he was lost but now he is found"

(Look for a better verson in Luke 15: 11-32)

This inspired one of my favourite songs;

I will return to you and say
I am not fit to be your slave
For I have sinned and turned away

My journey home is filled with fear
Of what I'll find when I draw near
Is there a welcome for me here?

Then running towards me
A beautiful sight
A Father who loves his own
He's standing before me
Exploding with life
So I offer up my own

Into your open arms
Into you open arms
Into your open arms
I throw myself
Into your open arms
Into your open arms
Into your open arms

Your arms of saving grace

You know how faithfully I've served
All your commands I have observed
Yet he receives what I deserve
Have I forgotten where I stand?
Taken for granted who I am?
A child held in my Father's hands

So come to the table and join in the feast
Where joy and grace abound
For once I was dead, but now Im alive
I was lost, but now Im found

Into your open arms
Into you open arms
Into your open arms
I throw myself
Into your open arms
Into your open arms
Into your open arms

Your arms of saving grace

Luke 15:4... "Suppose one of you had a hundred sheep and lost one. Wouldn't you leave the ninety-nine in the wilderness and go after the lost one until you found it?
When found, you can be sure you would put it across your shoulders, rejoicing...
Count on it--there's more joy in heaven over one sinner's rescued life than over ninety-nine good people in no need of rescue. "

What a strange week

Sorry guys i missed the party, i guess i went without informing people of where i was going. Told gaz though i think(?) anyway i'm home now, and came home early. It was this week that lots of people from church went to somerset and the "new wine" gathering thingy. 10,000 christians if not more all packed into one small showground. I left yesterday evening though, its hard to explain why and i think i upset some people when i did, they all thought they did something wrong and upset me. Which they didn't. So i'm all sad and confused, but glad i got to sleep in my bed not just on the floor!!! but one thing i realised while i was a away, is how much i missed you guys! i really did, i found it really hard being round all these people and knowing that none of them are as close to me as you are (rachel wasn't there either so that didn't help!) its very weird so i just want to say sorry if i ever took you guys for granted you really are a blessing
(without sounding cheezy! : p) and also ........ (if you haven't already) refer to my latest post on 18....