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Hurry up, and feel the sand,
rushing through my veins,
as the waves push them forth,
and the sun begins to fall.

It explodes into a thousand stars,
and the night slips out.
The breeze is silent,
but those waves are loud.

Crashing, crashing all around me,
no idea where I am. No idea where I am.

It only gets darker when the clouds rush in,
smoke fills my lungs, and filters my perception.
Not sure I believe anymore.

Where do I call home?
Where should I call home?
Where do YOU call home?

my life thoughts

Boy oh boy. Life. Energy. Spirituality. God. Been doing a lot of thinking lately, and am STILL doing a lot of thinking. What is God? Is Christian God the correct God? Is this all self hypnosis? Where did everything come from?
These questions have unlocked a new joy in me. A freedom. An overwhelming peace. I've been doing my best to just be honest with myself, and with others. My prayers now look like "God, I don't know if you are real. I am in such a confusion right now. Common sense tells me something had to have started the first bit of matter, but a lot of the time I don't feel you. What is happening?". And almost everytime, whenever I pray with just every amount of honesty I have in me, a peace will overcome me. I just feel like being still. A lot of the times I (and even you) will run around in a dusty dirt circle saying things like "God are you real?" or "I don't know if I believe in you", and all the meanwhile we are scooting our feet, and picking up dirt and swirling it in the air. Even if we sit still for a second, there is still all that dust in the air, and we have no idea where we are. I am even stirring a little dirt of my own by writing this post, but I want to encourage my brothers and sisters to calm down. Ask questions, and sit still. I spent so much time asking questions to everyone I could, trying to show I was a deep thinker, or that I was on the verge of figuring things out, or whatever else. I propose we as brothers sit still. Spend a mere 10 minutes as you lay in your bed in the morning praying "God, speak louder than the static I have created on our frequency." and then lay there. I will share some things I have experienced doing this in a later post, but I encourage you to first try it on your own. Even if you think everything in the universe started from nothing.

I am ready to do different things with music

book

Just read Donald Miller's To Own a Draggon. I want to read his book Searching For God Knows What next. I've never been much of a reader, but I plan on developing. Slowly. Developing.