speckled hens

this era of time called old age is a fight of sanity.

those things held as canon are torched if miss aligned from their respective reality. such as i don’t smoke or drink because i’m a christian. christian prison some call it. the miss alignment comes from a wrong concept of bible truth. i’m saved only by gods grace through the redemptive sacrifice and resurrection of his son Jesus. am i mad at god?

loneliness is a quick moving fog over the internal landscape of reason. the fast pace life of making a difference, of child rearing of business or educational pursuits….stop at a stop sign of why. Now what?

pains in the body when movement was effortless erode confidence in normal activities of walking , running is off the table! how much icy/hot ointment will it take?

patience, have you talked to my steering wheel lately? petty annoyance from the stupids all around me leave me wondering if i’m the only normal? then maybe they are and i’m not?

are answers, perspective, true understanding only after the grave?






Perennial plant propogator for Creekhill nursery. Over 40 years of experience with lots of plants from foliage, cut flowers, seasonal potted plants, annuals and perennials. A plant geek and nerd, i am

Posted in depression, journal, light, random thoughts, religion, Warrior Poet

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