The Dead & Dreaming
And then one day it all goes black. All the stories you’ve held in your chest are released to fly into the night. It’s like waking up from a long sleep, but instead of morning grog, you are met with stunning clarity.
And then one day it all goes black. All the stories you’ve held in your chest are released to fly into the night. It’s like waking up from a long sleep, but instead of morning grog, you are met with stunning clarity.
Most people are just trying to impress each other. But there’s really just one way that rises above the rest.
I do have a number of deep meanings behind the tattoo, but when I tell you what it is, you’ll just laugh.
I fear that my conception of God may be too small.
I fear more for those who think theirs is sufficient.
Because what I have found to be one of the absolute worst effects of porn is that it numbs me to reality. To the good and the bad. It files down the sharpened points of agony when suffering comes into my life, but it also curtails the heights of joy when there is reason to rejoice.



