jasmine

When I attempt to straighten my hand, my fingers still bend. No. I don't really know why. I don't know a lot of things. But, when reality surfaces (about whatever I am attempting to dechiper at the moment) I still I am in dire need for the Creator of the Universe to transform everything about this creation. Here's the catch: I know he is real. ((Beyond a shadow.)) But folks... here's the other thing: God stuff isn't merely pure bliss. Like a cup of white hot cocoa with mint. It just isn't.No. I am not content. But I am choosing to live content. I am an advocate for growth and change and justice. The taste of anything less than honesty... is not so tastey. I banter sarcastically. I enjoy Hoegarden and Lambics beer, and hot water. I eat wild rice and envision the process of it coming about to my present consumption. I am opionionated-- though most of my thoughts have reasoning beyond. I am bad at remembering dates. Sometimes I just don't want to talk. No. Nothing is wrong, persay. I enjoy silence. I grew up in the woods, now I am surrounded by buildings. And a couple trees. Rain makes me beam. I like playing and having intellegent conversations. I like people who hug without asking, and who laugh without another giggle's approval. ((Dream deep when you get there.))
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