P.J.

When watching movies...I find myself ruining the continuity of them...rewinding again and again so I can gather and compose every meaning that one scene, that one look, that simple abstract thought has to offer. This over analyzation, as I now like to call it, rings true in every facet of my life. And so I play my memories over again and again so that I can constantly approach them differently, with more accuracy than before, a clarity only fed by divine inspiration. I often entertain the same ideas through my favorite past time, creating and writing music. I dissect and exhaustingly explore each option, each avenue in which I can express a most sincere truth that I have come to realize...always through gifts I have been blessed with or words that have been inspired through my faith. Apart from Him...I am nothing. There is no wisdom apart from this truth, from the cross. Always looking for silver among the clouds, I stumble on the tragically inconsequential stages of my life, praying for assurance that I am where I need to be, all the while realizing that one's will is not to be hidden, but to be lived in by faith.