Matthew Clanahan; ISFJ; 24-year-old graduate student; Learning Support Specialist and adjunct English instructor at Three Rivers College; Bachelor's of Science in Mass Media/Radio with a minor in math from Southeast Missouri State University; Apple enthusiast; total geek; coffee connoisseur; flannel lover, multiple-instrument musician; drummer for Berlin Airlift; caffeine addict; LGBT ally; Christ follower; ordinary radical
Interests: peace, love, equality, people, social justice, human rights, feminism, music, vinyl records, lyrics, quotes, art, poetry, films, books, technology, coffee, tea, demilitarization, sustainability, community, community development, community gardening, historic preservation, Jesus, theology, heterodoxy
I listen to a lot of music.
I spend a bit too much time swooning over pictures on Tumblr of people I find attractive.
I appreciate meaningful/artistic/literary/lyric tattoos.
What if everything’s just the way that it will be?
Could it be that I am meant to cause you all this grief?
My war ships are lying off the coast of your delicate heart,
and my aim is steady and true as it’s been right from the start.
If I didn’t have You as my guide,
I’d still wander lost in Sinai,
Counting the plates of cars from out-of-state,
(how I could jump in their path as they hurry along!).
You surround me, you’re pretty but you’re all I can see,
like a thick fog - if there was no way into God,
I would never have laid in this grave of a body for so long.
I loved you first
And I remember in a basement sharing sweat
With all these stranger boys and girls,
“We’ll change the world!” We sang,
“We’ll change the world!” But,
Nothing seems to change and
They say none of them will listen,
But I still see much more power in that basement
than in heartless politicians.
American Horror Story || Opening Credits
Always creeps me out.
I Want You
Psalm 27 (in song form)