writing once helped me breathe. it was the vascular tissue and enriched fuel that permitted me to exist. I started this blog in 2.15. actually, I abandoned this blog to fear on the very same aforementioned date. with rumors of potential discovery of myself I walked around the cement blockade of fear and dipped my brown pinkie toe in cold water that will soon keep me warm. when harangued by my emotional savages I imagine that defenestration would be a discreet albeit loud extreme solution because no one would know why I heaved myself through a plated glass window. they would just know I did and they would not know I was trying to cleave and remove my mind because of the triumphant monstrous voice, a casual bete noir, that reminds me of what I have done in not doing what I would be. so I will wrestle fear until my joints are torn and it relinquishes its name. so I tell and now I write.
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I am just a person doing the next most right thing in front of me. I am a part of an international Christian community that is interreligious and ecumenical. I work with managing our communities social media, assist in community development and leverage opportunities for personal enrichment for members of the community. This blog is an opportunity to experience what otherwise might be inexplicable. . View all posts by danmhenryU