Go, Seek.

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Guitar strings sing
That sweet last lullaby,
Those words you said,
The thoughts I shouldn't think
But do anyways. Always.

The bass track is gone.
I don't want it back.
It went on too long
Crying out in agony.
A broken pulse.
A dying animal.

Please, end the suffering.

And here I am, again.
Alone with my guitar
Wanting to write love songs
But forgetting where to
place my fingers.

Forgetting exactly
where I misplaced
my heart.

I wrote the poem above in response to a poem someone wrote me.

Remember the notebooks we took?
Telephones to each other's mind
All you had to do was turn the page
There was your thought
Then came mine.
Volleyed thoughts.
Page after page in perfect
synchrony, symmetry.
One after another.
Again.

But all games end,
And you hung up your pen.
My ink left cold to
Flow,
Alone

Then I wrote the above in response to a memory.

Back To The Start

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I am writing the coolest flipping book ever. All fact with a little fiction woven in. This patchwork of words is going to be an explosion of life. I can't wait.

Basic Idea is as it always was: I am telling the story of my summer. I am interweaving it with my journal and blog entries as well as a fiction story I am writing or I wrote. I may use the book I was writing this summer. I think that would actually work really successfully. How cool would that be. Then reader's could see the parallels and differences. Or I could do Enchantment Reawakened...simply for the fact that I love that story.

I guess this is what God must feel like. Imagining and loving His creation before it is breathed into existence. You pour over every little detail, making it just right. Of course you know it through and through. Of course God loves me for who I am.

Basic creativity 101.

Although lately I've been having really in-depth arguments about my faith and what it means to be Christian. Are we supposed to worship God by how we lives our lives? Lives of submission and serving others or are we supposed to go to Church and Worship God and forget what it was Christ actually did while on earth? Or is it our responsibility to find the noble balance between the two?

This question eats away at me the way water eats at the shore. I never really get anywhere.

But I will say this, even if I doubt how God should be respected and worshiped I do not doubt God's existence. I merely want to serve my God as faithfully as possible. Because even though I question, I believe - I know.

How beautiful was the sunset tonight?
They always did have a homeward bound feel.

Life at home is simple, elegant, and amazing.
Goodnight.

Home

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There is always a place at the table, always a smile to share, always a joke to have.
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