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when someone is prescribed medication, they are instructed to take the pills, inject the antibodies. it's common sense = without a remedy, nothing can be cured.

and you know people these days. they swallow the meds. they wince and stick themselves. and after a few weeks or months, they notice a difference. maybe in their mentality, in their blood ( Read more... )

when I was young, I was wide eyed and enraptured by the poignant beauty of the world C. S. Lewis created.

the Deep Magic, the centaurs and fauns, children fighting alongside a lion to free a land they were destined to rule.

Narnia was my bedtime story, my place of escape. I'd just curl up with the books and slip through wardrobes, trading common ( Read more... )

the other day, I picked up my Bible for the first time in a few days and I began to flip through the Old Testament. I felt, oddly enough, as if I was looking for something. only, I really didn't know what that could be. I stumbled onto these verses in Job, and even though they didn't directly relate to something I am struggling with, I found them ( Read more... )

yesterday, I felt so hollowed out. as if someone took a spoon and scooped out my middle. or a chisel and carved out my insides ( Read more... )

do you ever want to go back?

back before you knew someone so well, everything from the exact location of the laughlines to the shades of the eyes when "anger" wasn't sufficient; back before the sound of the laugh could right your world; back before you could close your eyes and trace the outlines of the body wrapped around you, knowing every curve ( Read more... )

last night, a man died in front of me.

on Abercorn street in Savannah GA. he was hit by a Ford F150 as he tried to cross the street. it was 7 pm, not even fully dark and he was forty-something. I was with a friend of mine, a firefighter. he pulled the car over as the man's body came into view. officers were milling around, people staring from the ( Read more... )

you walked with liars, ate with prostitutes and hypocrites, took your last breath among thieves. common fishermen and tax collectors were your closest friends. you embraced the poor and humbled the proud.

barefoot, filthy, with no home or place of rest, you wandered from the shorelines to the cities of your enemies, feeding the starving, cleansing ( Read more... )

my imagination runs because I can't. skipping ahead of me, looking back over her shoulder, hair wild in the night breath ( Read more... )

here you go, guys, it's the question of the day ...

and I think it's one worth considering.

a h e m.

what is sacred?

yes, sacred, I said it. I'm going there, I'm asking.

(for the record, I say things. I go there. I ask.

I don't like leaving ideas alone in dingy little corners, abandoning thoughts to the cobwebs. so many do. so many just left ( Read more... )