I've realized how much of a biased and unfair person I am. Oh the repentant sinner! haha., no effin no, I mean I see that I am unfair.
I can't escape the Bible in my thoughts.... cuz I'm prone to it.. i dunno, I don't think so.. I realize that I"m not the most rational and careful thinker, but hey no ones perfect. But I don't think that it has to be earned.
I have a theory in my head that God isn't anymore interested in rules than we are. Rules are so abstract. Rules?????
A Creator would have made music!! And so he created a space for any and every musical possibility. There are no rules for music.
HA!
Like a hippie that wants to escape the rut of conventional thinking, by losing himself n the forests of revelry and non-conclusions... I think that they are ironically proving the good point... I think God cares about how good my imagination is... I think he cares about how good my drumming is, and how my thinking is becoming more creative, and that I am enjoying sex more, and appreciating women like I should, and about my jock itch getting taken care of...
hahah God! hahaha the caretaker is masculinity, which carefully guards what is good, and is nothing without what is tender. I realize how frightening mercy is... I cannot grasp it.
Nor do I know anything about ethics... but I hope that I can learn what things are worth.
I realize that I know very little about anything... but I become all the more defensive and guarded because of it
I"m no example, I just can't deny what I've seen....
Hopelessness is a sin, I love that line I heard... heh
I can't escape the Bible in my thoughts.... cuz I'm prone to it.. i dunno, I don't think so.. I realize that I"m not the most rational and careful thinker, but hey no ones perfect. But I don't think that it has to be earned.
I have a theory in my head that God isn't anymore interested in rules than we are. Rules are so abstract. Rules?????
A Creator would have made music!! And so he created a space for any and every musical possibility. There are no rules for music.
HA!
Like a hippie that wants to escape the rut of conventional thinking, by losing himself n the forests of revelry and non-conclusions... I think that they are ironically proving the good point... I think God cares about how good my imagination is... I think he cares about how good my drumming is, and how my thinking is becoming more creative, and that I am enjoying sex more, and appreciating women like I should, and about my jock itch getting taken care of...
hahah God! hahaha the caretaker is masculinity, which carefully guards what is good, and is nothing without what is tender. I realize how frightening mercy is... I cannot grasp it.
Nor do I know anything about ethics... but I hope that I can learn what things are worth.
I realize that I know very little about anything... but I become all the more defensive and guarded because of it
I"m no example, I just can't deny what I've seen....
Hopelessness is a sin, I love that line I heard... heh