sword mat

Doctor DIctonary:
1. An offensive weapon, having a long and usually sharp?pointed blade with a cutting edge or edges. It is the general term, including the small sword, rapier, saber, scimiter, and many other varieties.??2. Hence, the emblem of judicial vengeance or punishment, or of authority and power.??He [the ruler] beareth not the sword in vain. --Rom. xiii. 4.??She quits the balance, and resigns the sword. --Dryden.??3. Destruction by the sword, or in battle; war; dissension.??I came not to send peace, but a sword. --Matt. x. 34.??4. The military power of a country.??He hath no more authority over the sword than over the law. --Milton.??5. (Weaving) One of the end bars by which the lay of a hand loom is suspende lay of a hand loom is suspended.

One of the end bars by which the lay of a hand loom is suspended.

man i dont know if this is going to work. What I need is a place where I can get all the thougts down. they're going a hundred miles a minute. Ive got my journal right becieds me but i cant tell if its making me go more crazy or it is actually keeping me sane. I get the smells, oh I get the feelings deep. but i lack the time or the energy to put effort into the words, the communication of the passion that i feel. My head is absorbed with so much material. Its hard to sit and feel what it is I need to know now. I spend a little time in prayer and meditaton but cant give myslelf the time of day to get really anyting out of it. I have becomed so overwhelmed with these Ideas - they keep me up at night - I get so excited of what I can do, If I just had the tme and money to do them. I honestly have the time. Its the energy I need. Iloho makes me do nothing but data gathering and email people. The skills htere are pretty good -- I learn marketing stragegiies of how i can eventually run my own website, but I am not given the freedom for me to develope the actual thing - to have time to write grants, to make the presentaiton that will be pitched to investors. But I am making progress. Harry is bringing me the fireworks tommorrow - the software that makes it easy to create a design and the actual pages for the website. Hopefully I can get it done by the end of the week for rain-something guy at bar-camp. Then there's th ewhole law-school thing application thing that I need to accomplish - acually sit down and write a personal letter that will hopefully carry the weight to my hopes and dreams. but then theres no time for acually living! its my life now, this is teh time I have to live on the earth. what am i going to do with it? how am i going to make these precious minutes here last? last! they're so short, life is so short, so precious, it fly's by as fast as max grows and dies. And it is so fast, I live each moment pressing for the next, grasping to make the next minute better. And I realize this all, I realize my life is too fast in teh midst of nothing. My mind is always racing a mile a minute. what is this? what am i doing? its the few moments when i catch a glimpse of eternity, I smell that smell of what my girlfriend smelled like at my first kiss. I smelll the smell of my elementary lunch room, I hear the lyrics of that song that used to play in my sis's tape deck. Its those momets of triumph, when life is art, when everything you do and see and feel is like you've never done it before but it comes as if you've been living it for so long - like the worlds yours, and its a celebration every step and the center ile is your stage the folks who've got the seats are your audience. its fun, for a moment, but I would have rather have it all tied together in myhead.