Oh, the warmth of the sun as it kisses my skin. Blessing me with a steady stream of sweat.Yet not a river has flowed as heavy as the water from my brow. Nor has it left me smelling this foul.
I take that which was given and in thanks recieve. For I know I am truly blessed. Even in the hottest of days. Thru all my trials and tribulations it's just another test. This I believe.
What has happened? have I lost my mind? Am I crazy?....It's hot as hell outside. In all things give thanks.....For what doesn't kill you will make you stronger.....I guess? Guess, unsupposed irrational thoughts from the mind of a madman. Or the word transended in time. Only to be lost in translation.
Maybe a mind without a reason. Nor the words to bring forth in kinder times. To trust the condition is there to experience. As we are full of wonder. And to the displeasure of some. Caught with descriptive verbs and nouns lost in time. Only favoring the most lush in reward. Yet no more than a story told in another time. Then to fade into the past. A second of history ago.
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