I have been searching for such a
long long time. And, for the most part, very patient.
...and so I believed.
Believe. And so I am to believe. Belief is something you never ever really get to see and touch and taste and smell and hear?
Seeker, Sounder. There must be something I missed. A purpose. A person? Something to live and to die for.
How do you know you found something that you don't even know you are looking for. Where is that Eureka moment when you realize, this is what I was looking for?
Not so much, 'which way?' should I go....but more 'where am I going and how will I know when I go there?'.
I read something on the wall at the old Downtown Phoenix YMCA that made sense to me. Made sense at the time, and oft quoted:
It seems right to me. But I know for sure, with conviction, that the more I learn and grow and mature, the less I know. And my
questions boil down to a rich, thick bubbly broth of ....
Cheers, I think.
nca
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