My life is finally starting to make since.
I understand dead kings.
I understand my technicolored life.
i understand the whisper in the screaming.
and the yes despite the no.
as we speak, my kings are being slaughtered. and it's a nice feeling.
of course, they will come back. there are a lot of kings.
i feel gross and excercised. i took a run and i have to babysit a little girl for the next 4 days from 8-5. it's going to be a long week. such a long week.
but i am a technicolored life.
i am a technicolored life. there is no one like me.
fasting tomorrow.
because questions of science and progress don't speak as loud as my heart.
quote of my life.
and it's true. it is so true.
back to dying just for You.
life just makes absoultley no sense and yet all the sense. i have no sense. i'm probabbly spelling it wrong.
but i don't care.
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We don't know each other but hello I'm Bob.
ReplyDeleteI live in Georgia as well and will be leaving it soon.
I like your writings.