Transcendence and glimpses.
Psalm 119:76-77
“May your unfailing love be my comfort according to your promise to your servant. Let your love and compassion come to me that I may live, for your law is my delight."
The sick feeling of something rich and warm (brown and red like yesterday) ending (orange and sad like Saturday evening) and my vacillating emotions (blue purple and gray swirls)
Life is so funny. It just sort of passes, and one day you wake up and you’re living it. You’re living in California and have been for three months, or whatever, and you think. How did I get to here?
“May your unfailing love be my comfort according to your promise to your servant. Let your love and compassion come to me that I may live, for your law is my delight."
The sick feeling of something rich and warm (brown and red like yesterday) ending (orange and sad like Saturday evening) and my vacillating emotions (blue purple and gray swirls)
Life is so funny. It just sort of passes, and one day you wake up and you’re living it. You’re living in California and have been for three months, or whatever, and you think. How did I get to here?
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