zipliningi. i believe that everyone has something that they can do, that shows who they really are and what they are like. for me, it's ziplining. when i'm up there, i'm scared silly because i'm afraid of heights.ziplining
ii. the safety harnesses don't matter; they can't take away the fear and anxiety.
iii. i love excitement.
iv. when i'm up there, i'm scared of not only falling down, but the biological matter that could suddenly collide with my face.
v. when i'm ziplining, i'm in my vulnerable spot, and the only person who can keep me alive is God, and the guy holding my harness.
vi. when i'm u
when your body crieseverybody knows that the summertime is hot it's the time when you sit in your plastic lawn chairs by your sprinklers eating a large orange popsicle.when your body cries
your body sweats and you need to be cooled down. but sometimes you can't really be cooled down. your body cries, it's salty tears running down your face, chest, arms and legs so it runs through the sprinkler so nothing and no one can notice that it's crying
when you sit back down again, the dandelion seeds floating through the air stick to you but the wind won't cool you either.
so
What We Really NeedWaking up early again, as usual.What We Really Need
On the way by, I sneak a peek in Denzel and Marlene's rooms. They're both sleeping soundly, and I smile. Oh, when life was as simple as their's...
Eventually I make my way downstairs, flip Seventh Heaven's store sign to Open, and unlock the doors. I walk back around the counter again, finding supplies to set tables. Today's another day. Soon I hear familiar thudding footsteps.
"Hey, you up doing errands again?" I smile at Cloud.
He shakes his head. "Just couldn't sleep."
I laugh. "Well, you could help me with this, if you're not busy. Or would yo
lava lampthe other day i was angry; my sister got in a fight with mom and dad. i always hate fights, even if i'm not involved. sometimes i even wish it was me, not her, because i'm so used to her being the quiet, happy one. it's a little scary when she's not quiet or happy at all.lava lamp
i turned on my lava lamp. it's a blue one, with white floaty things bobbing around inside. it sort of makes me think of the ocean.
i wondered, the other day, why God made our tears salty.
Tree Bornsend me your seeds in the same tube weTree Born
discussed
wave and recede 'til they breathe the dust
of us
it's just there's much I'd like to touch hearts
hands
and such
and oh!
the time
that I
would spend
laying my roots sans stems
and shoots a truth
where animals are animate and trees
are not born
men
I can't defend much less
depend upon a sky lit
by
moonshine pink within
but though
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just a quick update.
so i've been actually working on a sketch. i haven't finished with the shading yet, but i hope to be submitting it fairly soon.
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