just another sojourner... these feet are not my own, these hands are merely just on loan, they were made to be used and make love known, a fruit of a seed once long ago sown... and though the sojourner carries on as the wind is blown, she knows that she's never ever ever alone.
This is what our world turns to. ?????? John Mayer, our body is not a wonderland. ....that mass corporation is crumblin' real soon on this stuff.
posted by Candace Lynn @ 6:11 PM
I'm a spaz who tries to relax with 2 o'clock tea, or tea at every hour. The first thing that comes to my mind when I try to describe myself is color, lots of color. I consider myself very unconventional and enjoy being unpredictable, unpredictability that is so often predictable. I love mysteries, drama, danger and excitement. On the other hand I need comfort, solitude and serenity. I find nature to be a place where I am best able to access these elements/characteristics. I understand nature as a gift God intentionally created for us to explore and discover that we might understand ourselves and ultimately Him -to our highest understanding.
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