I am still sick. I am still a wounded animal that unexpectingly will hurt and cry when the cackling haunt of stooges penetrates close and near to the indwelling soul. as though the canopy of clouds and endless blue were falling falling falling away because my soul can no longer support the heaven right here.
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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