

My Hunger I have seen the heights and the depths of human nature. From the most pure, nigh angelic, kindess to truly palpable, skin crawling evil.My Hunger
I have experienced nearly the whole spectrum of human emotion. From the rich, endless depths of true love to raw, nerve wrenching, pshyche shattering fear.
I have observed from afar and I have been in the midst of it all. Changed from an openly kind hearted person to a hardened bitter judge of human character.
I have learned much, lost more, and through it all I have come to realize that I have gained an imeasurable amoun


Inspired?Inspiration. That ever so elusive spark of creation from somewhere in the depths of ones id.Inspired?
I write about it because I cannot find it today. It has fled from me on the wings of fatigue into the winds of atrophy caused by lack of use. And yet,I find it returning. Through my simple attempt to define and quantify my lack of inspiration I have inspired myself.
Is that a paradox?
If it is, it is a meaningless one. My inspiration jumped ship again.
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Now faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen. -Heb. 11:1
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Now faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen. -Heb. 11:1
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