i have so much to say
about like "a scanner darkly" and whether in fact st. paul could have been god's own victim, disabled and broken because it was the only way god could get someone inside the system to get the evidence and bring it down, and about our speculations of what could happen if one goes against a calling, with asides by george herbert, and about the firebrand priest of st. martin de porres, and about the magical thing of st. louise
it's her! she's here!
and how "the charity of jesus crucified presses us," which is quite a mouthful if you ask me, and about the difference between feeling that underneath it all it's really the year 50 a.d. and feeling that underneath it all is the luminous and salvific world of the celts and why the one is so now and the other is so hippie and also about my lovely daughter's decision that she will no longer be friends with people who show off by hating on hippies and what i think that really says about what motivates her anarchism, not to mention her hero red emma's.
but i am honestly way too overworked to do so and what they say about residency is totally true. all i can do is offer up all these things in my silence and stay mindful and relax my shoulders and try without ceasing to impart the conviction that life is still sweet. oh yeah p.s.
it's her! she's here!
and how "the charity of jesus crucified presses us," which is quite a mouthful if you ask me, and about the difference between feeling that underneath it all it's really the year 50 a.d. and feeling that underneath it all is the luminous and salvific world of the celts and why the one is so now and the other is so hippie and also about my lovely daughter's decision that she will no longer be friends with people who show off by hating on hippies and what i think that really says about what motivates her anarchism, not to mention her hero red emma's.
but i am honestly way too overworked to do so and what they say about residency is totally true. all i can do is offer up all these things in my silence and stay mindful and relax my shoulders and try without ceasing to impart the conviction that life is still sweet. oh yeah p.s.