probably don’t write here as much cause i am lazy and don’t care to.
i want to start a poetry section - reflections on a twisted mirror.
haven’t done an epic poetry section since “the smiles of yesterday have passed today by” so i am pretty excited.
do i need to update any thing about my life? a lot of math, a lot of studying, a lot of stressing, a lot of holy points to get, a lot on my plate.
i am growing soft - a quiet tongue is nice though outbursts im sure will be struggles i have.
the wisdom of the earth is rotten honey.
every time i want to write a serious post, i just think - who cares? will you, reader, care? then let’s eat a meal together. unless YOU happen to be a girl, then… a meal together might not be the best idea. haha. maturing isn’t as fun, but it’s more rewarding. more maturity, less “fun”, more eternal reward, less reaping of rotten fruits in overfarmed fields and more sowing of good seed. i wasn’t called to have the time of my life and peace out.
i haven’t thought out the last few sentences, but seems almost immediately to pit me against christian hedonists aka john piper and his followers. disagree? i will attempt to muster up enough “i care enough to talk to you” points to say, let’s talk :) — until then, good afternight good evening and good night!
