Here I am
Here I am
I guess that's about as good a way as anything to start this off. I have been busy with a couple of quests the past few weeks, kind of a soul seeking thing. Some of it has been enlightening and some kind of odd. What I mean is, it has left me with more questions, and I thought I already had more then enough questions to last a lifetime. So, in any case I am feeling restless and more agitated then I care to feel about anything.
"What is next?" I ask myself. I have figured out that all the answers are within me, it's just the process of figuring that out. Like how to get past the blocks in my mind, my heart and my soul so I can access the answers.
I have been wanting to write but I feel like at this point I am just going round and round.
So I will end this short message with, if I can't figure out anything better to say I will just shut up and give the stage to the lyrics of this song.
There is a season turn, turn, turn
And a time to every purpose
Under heaven
A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep
To everything turn, turn, turn
There is a season turn, turn, turn
And a time to every purpose
Under heaven
A time to build up
A time to break down
A time to dance, a time to mourn
A time to cast away stones
A time to gather stones together
To everything turn, turn, turn
There is a season turn, turn, turn
And a time to every purpose
Under heaven
A time of love, a time of hate
A time of war, a time of peace
A time you may embrace
A time to refrain from embracing
To everything turn, turn, turn
There is a season turn, turn, turn
And a time to every purpose
Under heaven
A time to gain, a time to lose
A time to rain, a time of sow
A time for love, a time for hate
A time for peace
I swear it's not too late
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