2004-09-12
And So Ends One More

hearing: Why This One? - Cowboy Junkies
reading: The War of the Worlds by H.G. Wells
feeling: incredibly stupid, extremely foolish. DUMB. I'M SO DUMB

It frustrates me sometimes that I can't be perfect. That I can't be everything. That I can't do everything. Especically things I want to/think I must be and do.

Then I have to swing myself away from "never good enough." Just because I fall short of perfection, doesn't mean I fall short of some invisible mark of worth or goodness altogether. Or however I think other people gauge me...



Provide me with santification...
Consecrate darkness and discontent...
Jostle awake the asinine...

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