bleahhh;
the last hurrah
& Wednesday, April 12
it's a random clashing of thoughts. like photons crashing onto metal and emitting electrons. maybe if i can find the stopping potential, i might be able to sleep and not dream, for once. wait, i have comprehension to complete before sleep. ahh shucks, i'll do it tomorrow.
what happens when we give so much of ourselves, and lose? can we really say 'oh i've given my best therefore i have no regrets.' i cant stomach that, because i dont know what 'best' is.
what happens when we give so much of ourselves, and win? can we really say 'i did it not by my strength, but by His'. i have no answer.
so now, every thought seems to revolve around
alpha and omega man.
sherlock holmes and Jesus.
the satisfaction, and CMIs.
the scary lack of ability to teach.
the lesson on judging and loving.
propriety and the inappropriate
righteousness and sin.
television and books.
cross and condemnation.
reasons and motives.
evil and good.
self-glorifying and self-degrading.
sleep.
goodbye
11:44 PM