“And I am convinced that nothing can ever separate us from God’s love. Neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither our fears for today nor our worries about tomorrow—not even the powers of hell can separate us from God’s love. No power in the sky above or in the earth below—indeed, nothing in all creation will ever be able to separate us from the love of God that is revealed in Christ Jesus our Lord.”—Romans 8:38-39 (NLT)
You take the pieces of the dreams that you have ‘cause you don’t like the way they seem to be going, you cut them up and spread them out on the floor; you’re full of hope as you begin rearranging… put it all back together, but any way you look at things, looks like the lovers are losing.
just live in a cabin? Just decide to have the balls to go out somewhere remote and raise pine trees or make benches anonymously.
Live a solitary lifestyle. No bank accounts. No small talk. Just a porch and a wood stove and a shitty car for emergencies. Singing to plants on your windowsills to make them grow. Reading books. Doing dishes. Letting your hands get rough.
Learning about weather and making everything. Mechanics. Knowing your own tides by heart. Nothing standing between you and yourself.
Ever wonder if you have it in you to be that awake?