I have considering my own feelings towards the current climate in the culture. So much information that you can’t trust. This world is so full of lies and misdirection that there is no way your children won’t fall for at least a few of the lies. I was walking this weekend and I came across the ruins of an old monument sign. I was brick and overgrown by tree and vines. The bricks were loose but …
I have seen a great cloth covering my light pin holes in the black cloth in constellations like stars what if I was like that me a cloth covering the light inside every like I chose to touch was another pin hole constellations form one source of light
I have lamented on more than one occasion about how I have filled my mind with utter filth on more than one occasion. Sometimes it has been simply filth for filth’s sake. Not even “dirty things” just violence or an immoral cavalcade with no story or lesson. The deep wood that places in the mind, in the heart, in the attitude that is quite and put there by the divine to ruminate and meditate on His …
Some of us, maybe you have a constant campfire in your heart. The woods, landscape, and nature speak to you of God’s prowess just as much as any holy book. This is creation’s words, the laws of physics that are the poetry of God.
Rust grows it covers metal as time and oxygen combine of the surface of an object. The best metals only get a patina. Marriage is like that time and life causes a patina to grow. Hair grays, the story progresses and a true commitment gets deeper. Two people as the patina the crystalline structure of their rust intertwine and they are forever stuck together. Stuck in the best ways.
This is it the place that I think sometimes we touch but don’t very often. That point no matter where you are, no matter what boring grind or terrible situation you find yourself in; your eyes are opened and you see the indelible mark of the infinite on the finite and see just how we are all connected by a common narrative. Also who doesn’t like a haiku?
Creativity tends to come when sadness and depression are present. We see that in so many different artists. We experience the fruits of such realities and the suicides that crush our perceptions. However, we are made to worship something. Man will worship! We find the depth of our depravity when we worship each other in our own filth and failures. I choose to have creativity be exalting and uplifting bathing in the light and truth.
Toothpaste! I came across this little beauty after my children had gone off to school. At first I was perturbed but then I thought… At least I have children to bless me with such problems. So remember to behold the light; The Way, The Truth and The Light. There needs to be a frame of mind change. One that looks towards the truth and not just what bothers us.