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“Make the most of your regrets…To regret deeply is to live afresh.” Henry David Thoreau

Pride never allowed me much regret in life…but i suppose that’s one of the things that changes as you get older. Selfishness eases..or perhaps in some people..gets worse. There are so many things i wish i could undo..but i can’t. And now i feel trapped in the mire of them. I don’t deserve to be anything but miserable..which is the very mindset that originally drove me into such trouble. The clouds are heavy today…and they will be heavy.

I have drawn the dark veil over my head..silencing my lips and stilling my body…here i will stay until He pulls it from me…if He should ever find me worthy of it.

Taking Back Time

It isn’t often that something happens that leaves me stunned. Not me. Not miss cute-comeback-for-everything. It isn’t everyday that the stars align and something utterly unpredictable happens. Normally life moves so slowly in predictable lines of mediocrity.
Sure there are variations..but hardly every anything truly profound.
What are the chances of running into someone you loved in an environment that you both professed great annoyance with?

Two years have passed by silently.

The dust of my path has left me so soiled…

And him..the ever constant. The brilliance of god-like beacon.

So many times i fought him..fought against us, imploded us and spread the pieces beneath my feet out of little more than fear. Four years later..i lift my white flag. Like a conquered nation i submit..and gladly lay at His feet. tear down my walls..flatten my cities..and rebuild me in the fashion of You.