
i have a lot of questions. i always have. i won’t stop asking them. that would be a dis-service, to my local influences but mostly to myself. accepting an answer i don't like is far easier than accepting silence. and accepting that you're destined to live a easy cornered life is far more complacant than eminent callings, but i seek to understand; i need to able to explain it if i am asked who, what, when, where, how, and why.
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i want a party; a period at the end of a sentence; water after working out; a woman i love to whisper to me that she loves me and i am her man. at age 19 with raw skills and talents- i was ok with shooting myself in the foot, sitting down and saying "that was fun." yet a hunger growled...if i missed the mark by this much i'd miss the moon.
thus, with a BS in management and finance, twenty-plus years of employment in the banking and insurance industry and a resume that would cause most to question my sanity- i have admittedly accepted that perhaps, i will not emerge from this life at the oh so pearly gates clear of charge. instead, full of scars, a single man with a thick body, grey hair, and eyes that gleam & sparkle of abundant passion and hidden loves. i can accept that. i can accept and await the joy hidden in that path. God-willing, i have a long way to go. with lots to do. and i need more answers.
--alexgeorge
--alexgeorge
3 comments:
have you started the architect classes yet?
I've set it aside for now
Don't put it too far aside. Keep it in your pocket like a smooth pepple. Don't lose it! :)
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