Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Breaking Glass...

Dear Anger,

I felt you today. I’ve never thought of myself as an angry person but today I feel anger. Not the ticked of feeling when a dog won’t stop yapping or someone honks at you as they give you the bird- this was louder. I was sure that I wasn’t upset over burning my toast or being rained out of a swim day- this smelled different. I wasn’t just mad because I stubbed my toe or someone called me a name -a much deeper pain rang in my soul. With a swipe of my hand, I caused destruction worthy of the news and the aftermath still ravishes casualties of a room that now smells like the ash of rebellion. I assure you that you were present with me today because instead of whispering I belted the word three times seven.

As I look at things destroyed, I am still grieved over the emotion that invited you. They were right: [You] never solved anything......but now I KNOW.

Clean up your Mess!

Alex Trost

Friday, March 11, 2011

less than a month...

Dear Birthday Santa, 

I was putting together a Birthday list and then I decided that since my wish list all came from the same place just get me this:


Ya that will be just great, 
Alex


Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Don't you give up...

Dear Elder Holland, 

You are a good man! 




Thank you for this,
Alex Trost

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

A few questions for the man, who delivers the snow...


Dear Direction, 

The other day I took my first run of the year, out in the tundra. The weather wasn't nice yet but the snow had begun to melt a great deal because it was considerably warmer. My run was almost done when I came to a block in my path. A giant, frozen, pile of snow where the shovels had stopped removing snow for a long time.
 
I looked ahead and could see that the path continued on the other side but instead of making my way over or around the problem I stood and stared at it for a long duration. Everything around it seemed so beautiful and the evening sunset beaconed me to continue in the direction of the sun. 
After what seemed like forever I kicked the pile of ice, sending glistening shards into the air. Upset and discouraged, I turned around and walked back the way I came.
Was the snow supposed to be there?  Was I meant to change directions? Should I be use to the cold by now?

Thanks for your time, 
Alex

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Running down.


 

Letter to the rain, 

Tell me what you want to hear. Do you hear my inner voice burning out as you snuff my already struggling candle? Is it suffocation that you enjoy? Or is it the chaos and confusion that supplies the water for a night of treachery? In an instant you have me putting on my coat and then the next taking it off again. I am at a loss and it wont stop raining. The cold drops of ice have left me numb and unable to care. Thus, I am left only to....

 

remember that it rained.

 

Numbly yours, 

Alex

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Who do you think you are?? Mark Twain?

Dear Readers and Scholars, 

I just finished a Fantastic American novel that has been in the headlines these days because of its use of racial terms. There has even been a new version published with the word "niger" replaced with "slave," how is that any better? By changing this book you are altering a true depiction of American history. This is dishonest and more immoral than the use of racial slurs. T.S. Eliot called it a masterpiece, and Ernest Hemingway pronounced it the source of "all modern American literature." I agree that Twain did a great job with this work and think it should be left alone!

My Best, 
Alex Trost  

Thursday, February 3, 2011

Florida, flower, flomingo, flowheeler, flowin...


Dear Flow, 

Did you ever know that you're my hero?
We were both young when I first saw you
And I will always love you. 
I mean what would the world be without...
Someone to watch over me 
Like a river flows surely to the sea
Do you hear me? I'm talking to you.
I honestly love you
Id catch a grenade for ya,
Id take you as my Queen 
Id have it no other way.
I crave your company too much to do what I should.
Its always better when we're together
Sexy can I?
cause you are the wind beneath my wings.

Im yours, 
Alex

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Not a good day to ask Dad for money.....


Dear Zeek Boy,

REALLY??

Im really glad you are ok Brosef, 
Alex

Go Jason! its your birthday. hold the wine, I know your thirsty.......

Jason, 

 Based on your endless popularity evident on Facebook (so many posts...OMG) I would say that you are the biggest celebrity in Rexburg and at least the top 1000 in the USA. To be honest, I secretly hate you for your fame; I am a jealous man. However, today I realized how lucky I am to be numbered among your 1800 Facebook friends. You truly are THE MAN and I respect you so much for your example of humility to all those around you. I’m really glad that our paths crossed and blessed that we became such good friends. I agree with C.S. Lewis when he said,  "Friendship is born at that moment when one person says to another, 'what! You too? I thought I was the only one." I think you and I have had a lot of these moments. Thanks for being there for me. You came at a time in my life when I was in great need of a good buddy who had such great words of wisdom. 

 

Happy Birthday, 

Alex

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

ne pivo.......Kofola!

Drahy Kofola,

Kdyz o tebe myslim pamatuju, Slintam!

dekuju za vsechno co nam davas!

S laskou,
Alex





Tuesday, January 4, 2011

Memory, all alone in the moonlight. I can smile on old days, I was beautiful then...




Miracle Event Planning



Good times with Good buddies


Festival of Colors..... Hadi Hadi!


Kait gets married 


Surprise visit to clay on a beautiful Sunday


Tanner returns home..... Trackner reunited 


Memories with Dustin


A Healing road trip with bomb friends


Bobbie and Dave get married......beautiful!


Summer Break in Ogden: Big River, laughing with Jenn, dinners with Grandma, hangin out with Danette and some hard work.


After 2 years we finally all got together at the same place...... well almost all of us.


Good food, good people, good times.

 
Terrific ward 


Vocal union! best contract I have ever signed!


Cabo!

Dear 2010, 
Thank you for the memories, the songs I'm singing 
Thanks for all the joy they're bringing 
Who can live without it, I ask in all honesty 
What would life be? 
Without a song or a dance what are we?
So I say thank you for the the memories
For giving it to me


What a freakin good year!
Thanks,
-Alex

Celebrity Party


Dear Cameron and Arod,
Good to meet Ya!

Call me,
Alex

Because i dont say it enough!


Dear Kimmy,
You...Are... Loved...
When your hearts heavy I will lift it for you.
Don't give up,
Alex