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    Mood: The Usual

    Milla: I pray that I see alonna today.
    Me: Ok but don't forget God allows us to have free will.

    Milla: I'm praying that anyways.

    So then we went to Walmart, guess who was there...Alonna. Booyah.

    ...Created 2015-12-18 20:04:58

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    Mood: with a cough

    The invitations have been sent.
    All the world, boys and girls, no response is necessary. A miniscule and hushed voice, will you come?
    I wonder if he feels anticipation from his throne. Omnipotence but with the personification of emotion. I imagine the lightness in His eyes sparkling like a thousand lights, such as the might sky? The glittering reflection of the short and choppy waves in the sea. Do alive with being, representing the greatness of I am. And is this invitation quite like a message in the bottle lost at sea, driven into the abyss by waves of distraction. The magnitude of worlds within worlds within our souls, introverted scales, cellular levels of theoretical relationships.i wonder what they say.
    What will you say?

    ...Created 2015-12-17 09:32:10

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    Mood: The Usual

    Thank you Father for making a transformation in me that creates the desire to seek Love in the highest forms. To forgive those who trespass against me, to pray for those who persecute me, to do good, to praise you through the hard times, get through them and cast away my care for the things I can do nothing about. Thank you for continually reminding me to depend on you for everything I need physically, spiritually and emotionally. There truly is nothing like a walk down your road...the picture of my life you have created is beautiful. Thank you for beauty.

    Amen

    ...Created 2015-10-17 13:01:21

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    Mood: The Usual

    What a strange and surreal morning. My prayers are with the world. I feel as if my heart is open to the millions of masses of people out there. Father send your spirit out to comfort those in need today. Your love is a power for healing and unity, thank you for making yourself available through you.

    Amen

    ...Created 2015-10-14 09:30:04

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    Mood: The Usual

    Like to run with trains. Like to feel the wind on my face as chaos of emotions overwhelm me with their feeling. Like the way it feels to blindly dive into the deep end of the pool, moments of time before I reach the surface, where I don't even have to breath I can just be-nothing. Like toes. Like winter soup. Like drugs can be when they are still experimental and don't feel like living in the bottom of the trashcan surrounded by trash until you realize maybe you are trash too and you smell like shit just like everything you feel and see. Like the moment of recovery when you realize being sober is beautiful. Like standing on a mountain experiencing the expansion of existence. Like an ant in comparison with the mass of being. Like evergreen scented candles. Like seasonal discounts. Like peekaboo. Like getting eaten out correctly. Like orgasm. Like yea.

    ...Created 2015-09-20 16:58:08

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    Mood: The Usual

    my son is seven months of age. It gets me how he is mine. For now. He will grow up and be his. For now he is my delight. Looks up and me and giggles and it just makes me feel better than any endearment or flattery or compliment ever has. It isn't just that his delight is so innocent, I've seen other beautiful babies get that way. He is my son, that is what moves me. A mysterious power I don't want to understand. The experience is the most satisfying thing I have ever known.

    ...Created 2015-09-18 18:38:52

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    Mood: The Usual

    I have been playing with the days, sleeping only when I'm just so exhausted I don't know how I have made it to my pillow.

    ...Created 2015-09-01 18:44:12

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    Mood: The Usual

    inside the myriad of reflections from a single word
    it has been released under the terms of what a woman 👩 I have been
    my mind doesn't reason
    I just take back the simple things and write them down and think about them
    Yesterday I fought for sun rises
    Clouds covered my vision
    Rain ☔ and thunder storms raged around me and I
    Stood before them
    Trying to calm them
    Trying on some occasions just to stand as the wind and the sounds of violence threatened me
    I had to decide if I was afraid or if the danger 💀 was real
    Reality
    Changing seasons and the gardens that have been planted changed my reality
    I knelt down in the dirt as my soaking wet body endured the weather and the way things were

    ...Created 2015-08-30 15:33:14

    dotsJournal: dots
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    Mood: The Usual

    inside the myriad of reflections from a single word
    it has been released under the terms of what a woman 👩 I have been
    my mind doesn't reason
    I just take back the simple things and write them down and think about them
    Yesterday I fought for sun rises
    Clouds covered my vision
    Rain ☔ and thunder storms raged around me and I
    Stood before them
    Trying to calm them
    Trying on some occasions just to stand as the wind and the sounds of violence threatened me
    I had to decide if I was afraid or if the danger 💀 was real
    Reality
    Changing seasons and the gardens that have been planted changed my reality
    I knelt down in the dirt as my soaking wet body endured the weather and the way things were

    ...Created 2015-08-30 15:33:10

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    Mood: The Usual

    Having colds suck.

    ...Created 2015-08-21 22:26:21

    Be kind, take a few minutes to review the hard work of others <3
    It means a lot to them, as it does to you.


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