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a reason
Isaiah 55:11 : so is my word that goes out from my mouth: It will not return to me empty, but will accomplish what i desire and achieve the purpose for which I sent it.


about
i hope my words are strange and wondrous,
like kisses that quiet all things superfluous,
so that we can all stop and
listen


intertext

tai
lu
mikan
janice
qiao
dawn



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  connected
its been a while,
and now here i am,
blogging from a desk i call my own,
quiet and alone.

except not really,
because now my fingers are wound back around that lovely thing we call the internet.


i wonder now and then,
what it feels like,
to be isolated and completely cut off,
but then i'm happy and blessed to not know that feeling,
for although we're all alone,
we never really are.

there are a million things out there, that link me to other things,
to the earth, to the sky, to people, to places, to memories, to objects, to interests, to ideas.
that means i'm always connected.

i love that.
its part of the human condition too, isn't it?

this time the blurb sounds pragmatic,
but there are many things that lie beneath the surface of my busy schedule
stirring, yawning, sometimes blinking...
mostly just waiting though.

sometimes i try to recall what it feels like,
and i can't remember.
its a little sad, but contentment is a state of mind.
i will maintain it.

我身邊,小小的幸福多的是,
而我,也想邁向更大的志願。
讓這個世界,
因為我
而有點小小的不一樣。

so i'll keep on,
connected and moving always.
from dissatisfaction to happiness,
from sorrow to joy,
from fatigue to rest,
from burden to a job happily and well done.

from love.
to love.

 


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