now witness this, an unfolding.
an epitaph reading "Hither lies the old man, having given birth to hate, greed and elusive behavior." Never did he waver, until his host declared him a toast. "Goodbye and Goodnight."
Sprouting from cold stone is new meaning, resurrected from a new borns smile. Things can change, "they must" says this child with a rattle of the jaw.

SORRY- a pointless reply to ones actions. it is never enough to JUST say that childish word that serves only to make one feel less guilt about committing a misdeed. "Please Forgive ME." sorry reads as a childish plea for lesser consequence. Asking to be FORGIVEN is an acknowledgement of sin, accepting wrongs and is the unsaid agreement of repentence before out father.

we are so uptight these days. i am apologized to because someone coughs a little too loud or brushes my precious arm with their green jacket. I apologize for knocking you down or spitting on your shoe because my lips calibration is a bit off today. We need more understanding, less apologies for things that cause no harm. i understand that you didnt mean to step on my heel, i dont forgive you because it doesnt hurt me. lets keep on walking and talkin, not about accidents but about how your day was or what you will be doing on your day off of work. understanding of one another is what we need.

im reading this awesome new book SEEING AND SAVORING jesus christ by John Piper.
it gives me the same feeling i get when reading a work of CS LEWIS. amazing authors.

Ch.1.P.10.
Everyone can read the stories of Jesus and "see" the portraits painted by the words of those who knew him. But not everyone sees truth and beauty and infinit value. Some see only myth. Some see foolishness. Some see offense. "Seeing they do not see." It is as though a child should look at a Michelangelo and prefer a comic strip.

this illustration is so rad. There is no doubting the beauty of his masterpieces all around us when we are educated in the history of how it came to be. closely inspecting a Seurat does no good, one must stand back and view the pointillists creation as it was meant to be viewed, from afar. taking in every piece that forms a greater whole.

i wrote this in my car. i had to pull over. after the first line.

i want a lyrical stagger or swagger.
when walking through the dark my readers see a familiar figure,
capturing all the right bits of light. then calling out to me knowing my broad shouldered walk and my way with words.
slowly but i get there, leading you close to me.

GOODNIGHT AND HAPPY CHRISTMAS. IM READY FOR MY MEATLESS HOLLIDAY!
farewell,
adam