Kristin

1:00pm: For a long time I couldn’t speak
It was always the word of loneliness presenting itself
As a lump in my throat
For a long time I couldn’t weep
It was always the confusion pouring itself
Through the words that I wrote
For a long time I couldn’t sleep
It was always that dream playing itself
Over and over and over again
For a long time I fell too deep
It was always the world spinning itself
Back to where it all began
Don’t you remember who I am?

5:19pm: The perspective of our surroundings changes through each eye as minutes carry us across the path of life, holding onto every detail we walk upon. Our bodies are magnets to the little knowledge we are only capible to recieve. The rest of our mind is drawn out in faith, incapible for the eyes to see. we leave scrapes and marks on the walls we wonder through, footprints on the trails we walk upon, and blood on the ceilings we have reached. All through this i was taught, although wise i was not, to fall in the cracks of another would cripple my feet. The rhythm of our step is formed through the process of mistakes and wrong turns, the stepping stone of lessons learned. This is an indivisible circle we have all individualy built. The meaning of this earth blooms through captivating designs in this infinite space. The whole story is hidden until the grace of death, but until then, with every breath, we know nothing.

7:18pm: "My religion consists of humble admiration of the illuminant superior Spirit who reveals himself in the slight details we are able to perceive with our frail and feeble minds. That deeply emotional conviction of the presence of a superior reasoning power, which is revealed in the incomprehensible universe, forms my idea of God." Albert Einstein

"For in the true nature of things, if we rightly consider, every green tree is far more glorious than if it were made of gold and silver." - Martin luther