HASH IT

I thought about this in the morning as I prayed alone not performed in the cold. What it is like to live life through my OWN eyes. The eyes I was born with the eyes I do not share. I dared to allow myself to settle into some real gigantic truths about the life that I am living in. Who I am in ration and component to what is happening in the world at large. The magnitude of my life.

I refused to cling to the status quo. Even though currently it is worse than bulimia, as they try to shove it down our throats like a slab of black forest cake.

I accepted reality understood the present, and pressed on to a future that I am building for myself. I like this version of me not the me where everything is not perfect, but the me that I know is truth. The older I get the more certain I am of who am I and what I am supposed to do. Outside the lens of broken civilization if that even makes sense. I could care less.

I dared to believe. I dared to have faith. I dared to allow the fear of the future and dangers of the unknown the restrictions of the worthless opinions of mortals define who I am and what I am about.

I hash it out with me. Not for a #cashtag not for likes, not for attention. I did not sell my soul to be online sensation. Or some cliché punctuation at the end of idiots' delusion.

One woman. One single individual woman. Not some animated version of myself. Not some steroid. Not some pervious reference of time. Not some hack job quick fix of instead gratification. Drive through for another hit of crap they try to sell me each day.

Accepting me and the forever changing growth that is me. Giving myself room to breathe in a congested world.

The love of my life Jesus Christ, You drive me crazy. I like it though.

The Author and Finisher of my Faith.

Writing yet another original just on time and maybe not for Christmas!

don't exist unless I make them. So, I have heard.

Will there be turkey? How western hemisphere?

Maybe I won't get an invite and maybe I will dare not to care.