Monday, September 24, 2007

a meaningless journey

absurdity claims us all captive...i am inclined to possess these obscure thoughts. they produce a longing deep within for a journey... i will guardedly enter my car and start driving. to nowhere. to everywhere. to my distant past that haunts me. my close confidantes will accompany me...bright eyes, ane brun, azure my car. my music. my God.
900 E Broadway Avenue Bismarck, ND
3242 Crocus Avenue Bismarck, ND
4500 Duxhall Drive Lincoln, NE4
740 S 45th Street Lincoln, NE
2500 S. 17th Street Lincoln, NE
1380 Eternity Lane Shell Knob, MO
1650 Lake Street Lincoln, NE
1100 N. 56th Street Lincoln, NE
5201 Vine Street Lincoln, NE
12550 Zuni Street Westminster, CO
75670 Road 417 Cozad, NE
501 N 34th Street Bismarck, ND
1500 Edwards Ave 204A Bismarck, ND
1111 Main Street Wayne, NE
5010 Fir Hollow Lane Lincoln, NE
my journey will be completed. only to come to realize, it was absent of purpose. void of meaning.what have i come to a deeper understanding of? the fact that these are merely locations? buildings? places where my toxic tears were shed but have long since dried up? i am no longer there.the people i knew at those places cease to exist. they are nowhere to be found.i have no right to be there.unwanted. displaced. my being meanders on this journey that should never have been taken. i was body existed in a previous time at those locations, those buildings.i am not there. the time is now. today is a new day. full of beauty.and life. i will live in it.+++they exist but not really...not the way i remember it, therefore it does not exist and my mind is clear, coherent. free to live in the now.+++

Saturday, September 22, 2007


i have this strong propensity to revisit the unknown (yet known). it is all such a blur, a haze. it is the wreckage i so abhor but have come to cherish despite great lengths to distance myself from it. it is pure fallacy...these thoughts that seem to enter my mind on dreary tuesday nights. irrationality seems to consume me on rainy days. the intensity of the facade pleads for air, one solitary suspire. this autumnal foliage enchains my being. inconsolable young woman am i when i trap myself in this prison that should have been extiguished long ago. a vacancy in this dark, desolate place will exist soon. the enigma will shatter and i will be known. these thoughts are merely transient, do not fret my child, He calls to me. he whispers the old familiar words...they echo continuously in my being...
For I know the plans I have for you, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future......(jer 29:11)

Thursday, September 20, 2007

books. make. my. soul. smile.

i bought a book today. it warmed my heart and brightened my soul. i love books in the way that they are never changing. the pages may yellow and twist and turn and fold itself in a variety of ways but the words remain the same. they are always there to comfort my restless, uneasy heart.
a close companion.
a constant friend on my bookshelf.
and for that i am grateful.

Monday, September 10, 2007

all the things i detest.

i am hating the tears that never come. amelioration i seek, relief i lack.
i am hating the words that never come to a complete coherent thought. the words, they float and loom over my being...but are absent from my speech.
i am hating the deep, intense cravings for real, authentic community. i pursue it and yet isolate myself from it at the same time. afraid to be known, afraid to be unknown, as always... the engimatic, esotoric way of life allures me yet is the very thing i abhor.
i am hating my sin....................................................................................
it is becoming more and more operose to trust my Lord. i can no longer see. my tears that i pretend are there are blocking my view of His plan....don't hide yourself, Oh God...