In putting it - life - into words, the effort is the accomplishment. admirable are those who attempt the truly impossible and come even close. would that i could, but some things tax any level of eloquence, challenging to be adequately expressed. asking for the sky.

i wish - wish i could convey what it's all made of, what drives it, how it culminates, why. i can't. when there's such a full gamut, such rare extremes - when stars cross like stars sometimes do, a way doesn't exist. the only possibility is to remain in it, still floored by it, to soak it all up for lack of frequency.

nothing incredible, really. just a day like any other day, but a day of heightened reactions and senses. a day when the cages finally decide to burst open and release their contents. it happens. from worry to disorientation to frustration to anger to disbelieving relief to contentment to comfort to happiness, it all happens, and occassionally rather quickly at that.

when the car breaks, you can't see straight, can't find what you came for, the car gets fixed at the touch of a wire, and you realize how glad you are about your decision, it all comes a little more into focus. a small cloudburst and quite possibly the clearest rainbow you've ever seen seals the deal. there's a reason you're not in control. Someone is, though; there's really no doubt, and that Someone knows about you - takes care of you even when you don't think He'd be involved.

some might laugh if i told them what i was talking about behind the words as far as the actual events of my day go, but it's all there; just depends how you look at it. that's how it is for everyone; that's how people get scoffed at and stepped on behind their backs - no one else sees it their way or how it could possibly affect them. it does.

we have no room to talk. we can't see past our own two feet.

a brief and terribly undescriptive return - 10.28.04
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