Thats mrsteveheyes to you.
Web Developer, Coder, Entrepreneur, Musical Explorer, Youth Work Volunteer, Christian and Amateur Photographer.
Technical Director of Studio Bonito Ltd and co creator of Happie Feedback
"The International House of Pancakes is suing the International House of Prayer for copyright infringement, saying that IHOP is their trademark and that the 24-7 prayer group has used it illegally. We feel that prayer and pancakes go very well together, and encourage both IHOPs to get together and make a combo pancake/prayer house …"
17th September 2010
"One gets all of you,
Two’s jealous,
Three gets even less,
Four divides you up then you’re left,
Pleasing all your guests."
Two’s jealous,
Three gets even less,
Four divides you up then you’re left,
Pleasing all your guests."
Notes: 1
"How will the legend of the age of trees
Feel, when the last tree falls in England?
When the concrete spreads and the town conquers
The country’s heart; when contraceptive
Tarmac’s laid where farm has faded,
Tramline flows where slept a hamlet,
And shop-fronts, blazing without a stop from
Dover to Wrath, have glazed us over?
Simplest tales will then bewilder
The questioning children, “What was a chestnut?
Say what it means to climb a Beanstalk,
Tell me, grandfather, what an elm is.
What was Autumn? They never taught us.”
Then, told by teachers how once from mould
Came growing creatures of lower nature
Able to live and die, though neither
Beast nor man, and around them wreathing
Excellent clothing, breathing sunlight –
Half understanding, their ill-acquainted
Fancy will tint their wonder-paintings
Trees as men walking, wood-romances
Of goblins stalking in silky green,
Of milk-sheen froth upon the lace of hawthorn’s
Collar, pallor in the face of birchgirl.
So shall a homeless time, though dimly
Catch from afar (for soul is watchfull)
A sight of tree-delighted Eden."
Feel, when the last tree falls in England?
When the concrete spreads and the town conquers
The country’s heart; when contraceptive
Tarmac’s laid where farm has faded,
Tramline flows where slept a hamlet,
And shop-fronts, blazing without a stop from
Dover to Wrath, have glazed us over?
Simplest tales will then bewilder
The questioning children, “What was a chestnut?
Say what it means to climb a Beanstalk,
Tell me, grandfather, what an elm is.
What was Autumn? They never taught us.”
Then, told by teachers how once from mould
Came growing creatures of lower nature
Able to live and die, though neither
Beast nor man, and around them wreathing
Excellent clothing, breathing sunlight –
Half understanding, their ill-acquainted
Fancy will tint their wonder-paintings
Trees as men walking, wood-romances
Of goblins stalking in silky green,
Of milk-sheen froth upon the lace of hawthorn’s
Collar, pallor in the face of birchgirl.
So shall a homeless time, though dimly
Catch from afar (for soul is watchfull)
A sight of tree-delighted Eden."
— C.S. Lewis — The Future of Forestry
"This, too, shall pass."
— William Shakespeare
"We know screw-ups are an essential part of making something good. That’s why our goal is to screw up as fast as possible."
—
Lee Unkrich - Director of Toy Story 3
Wired 07/10 “Animating a Blockbuster” Page 105
"In the Christian story God descends to reascend. He goes down to come up again & bring the whole ruined world up with Him"
—
C. S. Lewis
(via @CSLewisDaily)
"Every church is culturally contextualized; the only differences is to what year."
— Mark Driscoll — Vintage Church, pg. 268
"This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill,
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will,
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain,
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name."
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will,
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain,
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name."
"Now don’t get me wrong I love what you done with the place,
I just wish you had a chance to help build it,
Instead of just moving into this home of disrepair,
And expect it to work, prosper and then share.
Constantly relying on consuming to feel content,
But only because we lost such with this home that we’ve spent,
Trillions of dollars paying for our wants and not our needs,
And now we’re growing tired of planting bleary-eyed seeds."
I just wish you had a chance to help build it,
Instead of just moving into this home of disrepair,
And expect it to work, prosper and then share.
Constantly relying on consuming to feel content,
But only because we lost such with this home that we’ve spent,
Trillions of dollars paying for our wants and not our needs,
And now we’re growing tired of planting bleary-eyed seeds."
"I need a break,
but I’d rather have a breakthrough"
but I’d rather have a breakthrough"
