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living in grief

Some place i need to be to speak to your ears that cant hear me. your ears hear the heavenly stuff, i only hear tinnitus. A walk in the wild flower preserve of shenk’s ferry suggests a place to talk

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Posted in church planting, depression, grief, journal, random thoughts, religion, resolutions, tinnitus, true christian response, Warrior Poet

parked in

the door closes in my brief moment of making “it” right. left yet again in my introverted insecurities i fail to meet my own or anybodies expectation. i get so mad at drivers who feel its their duty to direct

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Posted in bus commute, depression, journal, life over 50, old age, random thought, Warrior Poet

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

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

depression

Joy killing brain intoxicated chain. Blame it on my geans . Na It’s my own damn fault. Hank Williams  country singers they have something Joy..happiness a gift from God. Is it that I’m not seaped into His person? Physical pain,

Posted in depression, grief, journal, life over 50, old age, random thoughts, religion, true christian response

Huddle please

Teams need to huddle to make all the parts work effectively. So do business and church or any place people are gathered to do a function. Profit or non we need to have a leader and a plan from the

Posted in depression, journal, managment, random thoughts, religion, Warrior Poet, work place

irony 

Just so you’ll know  o Theophilus.  I was stratagizing about all the cool workouts I was going to do. I love lifting weights. So now I’ve a nother plan. I’m gaining resolve to go at it.  Then as if God

Posted in depression, fitness, journal, life over 50, muscular atrophy, old age, random thoughts, sports injury

peroklete

There is a point of awareness that comes in times of , well just weekly, to early, yet the mind is far from slumber. Awaken to questions and inner peril. I could play church and tell you I awaken to

Posted in depression, journal, life over 50, old age, random thoughts, religion, true christian response

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