Thursday, September 15, 2011

getting your feet wet.

don't ask me how, don't ask me why but when I'm lost I can't see the sky. A sense of somber sweet disorientation - direction - determination - divine. Where i'm told to go I do not walk. where i'm told to flow I do not block. energy is given and taken away no one knows beef about yesterday. constantly changing constantly creating. Is it built strong or will it crumble. faith is a whisper of beliefs sure to tumble.

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