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Sun 01 Jan 1995 00:01

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That's all it takes. I could get it back, full, if I wanted, worked, tried. I love you Kyle. That's just the chemicals in my brain, going off. I love you Kyle. I feel it in a chill wave, tears come to my eyes. I love you Kyle xxxxx. "I love through you the world". Colin loves you. So much reminds me of you. "Every time I see the beauty of this place, Kyle, I think of you" That could be. Every time I see the beauty of these places I know where I am going in the end, but where now? To music and campfires and long hikes, long paddles on flat lakes with you Lord there I am alone paddling across a huge flat lake. I stop, lay back and drift. Why am I doing this? 
 
I am in heaven already. 
 
I never say that if I'm wondering why but if I'm knowing 
this is it complete ecstacy 
"Oh, God, kill me now" 
I would never have to come down to 'worry' about the 
future, rather, wonder. 
when I do everything, not in wonder but wondering, not knowing 
why, then I'm just hanging on. Such is now. 
Put another person in that canoe. We are paddling all day in one lake. 
"Why are we doing this?" I ask. 
"To get to the other side" 
So we are. 
Don't leave me with myself. I need to stay active as one person. 
 
I would love nothing more than to be with a group of friends at the beach, on top of the hill, laying back and looking at the stars. Or the waves. We talk, we laugh, we sing, we cry, we bare our 'souls' as we can. We are worshipping. 

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