freedom

unchartered, these territories. new places, strange faces, new found fear from some era of oppression. these questions now finding feet and answers. they are unspoken. untold. hidden under sheets and covers. we don't talk about it, for it may come as a a stumbling block. all this bubble wrap culture now we are dismantling. all my fast food garbage pre packaged vomit. i'm learning, painfully peeling off the labels and idealogies passed down from those who have gone before, to try and fix this land and make it a holy sanctuary.

we were made to run free, we were made to rule, reign, we were made to make mistakes, take calculated risks, exercise the wisdom and faculties He has given us. what will my hand put to work today? What meaning will I create to find meaning and connection in all these relationships and this balance thing? I just want to belong. To take my chances, fire my shots when I see them, for I never know what may be the lesser of the two evils. Freedom does not mean there is no pain.

I'm learning, watching, learning, following, watching, learning, day by day.