I have 20 minutes actually less
to do what?
to tell what?
to gain what?
to learn what?
maybe the question is what do I have to give.....
what can I give you? what can I give that you don't already have?
there is nothing I have that you don't have - - nothing
I search and search to know what to give you.
there are no words that will make a difference or are there?
My daughter's cat; Mushroom, watched Walle yesterday. Walle is about....what is Wale about?
I looked for the picture of Mushroom watching Walle, it was intense. I don't have the picture. It was on snapchat. He was fixated, Mushroom, but so was Walle.
Snapchat is a bit like life. It is only there for an instant. Snapchat deletes whatever you capture, photo or video after it is viewed....like life, it is gone - POOF! 14 minutes.
I googled the meaning of Walle and "wallet" came up. I re-googled Walle (the clock is ticking) and Walle saves mankind.....
How does one save mankind?
Mankind is saved over and over and over and over and over again. Saved by XMEN, Captain America, Tom Cruise, Superman (right?) and countless others....they save us from ourselves.
12, 11, 10
they don't drift....the minutes, no, they don't drift, they tick away...and tick quickly I might add.
"the sea throws rocks together, but time leaves us polished stones" U2
time....9 minutes (actually I lost count)
I don't know how much time I have left.
It's (time) escaping like sand running through the hourglass. Like a wave pulling back once it's reached shore. It evaporates into the sand into the sky and back into the sea.
HOW MUCH TIME?!?!?!?!?!?
The wave bursts in like a ......like a wave........crashing, exploding onto the shore, bursting onto land and thundering so we all know it is here.,....and it pulls back as if you didn't even know it was there.
That's how Walle saved the world. Love.
It's all we really have.
Saturday, August 08, 2015
The ceiling leak that has plagued our house for 26 years is back....as indicated by some drywall that fell yesterday.
The back window still needs to be replaced.
The threshold remains unfinished.
Family has it's ups and downs and downs and.....ups.
I swam at the jersey shore yesterday. Most serious undertow I've ever possibly felt. Am I getting old.
If we sell the house we need to do some wiring, fix all the concrete sidewalk, take care of all the illegal water piping I've completed to prevent some basement flooding (it still floods), not to mention the normal painting etc...
Life is unconquerable, or is it?
It doesn't end - the pluses, the minuses. I like the pluses.
I want to conquer the unconquerable.
and I struggle.
I grasp with my imperfections, my faults, my downfalls.
I can wallow in them.
The faults loom,. the insecurity glistens and yet.....
God is the only way to conquer the unconquerable.
Knowing He loves me, knowing my home is not here
live the life he lived