I sense and feel you God, you are within reach, hey, I am actually touching you!!! But my hands are holding dearly onto shit, shit I can't let go.
All I have to do is to let go... I'm afriad, God... That if I let them go & reach out to you... You will disappear... & I will be left with nothing...
My faith is in turmoils
In the multitudes of experiences, one must experience heaven and hell. Where one sets one's beliefs in unmoving stone, that is one's faith. And mine is set in love, in companionship, in living. And music, beauty, words, smiles, laughter, magic and coffee.
About Me
- Xavier
- Youth. Self Proclaimed (or maybe just a lofty fantasy) global citizen. Idealist. Wants to change the world. Thus crazy like hell. Has issues with sloth! (how am i supposed to change the world now?) Dreamer and wanderer
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