Long weekend lakehouse cabin shore dark at night with a campfire for light. Alcohol flowing two sexy ladies howling - neither to each other known - with drinks in hand, having a blast tipsy dancing as Katy Perry proclaims naughty experimentation with a number one smash. Inhibitions descend as daiquiri daquiries deliver their potency now curiosity begins to reign. Two female bodies begin to melt in time with flickering flames raising higher as the night heats up. As the nkght heats up, the clothes fall down. No one around that cabin site, if they were - oh baby, what a sight! Drinks no longer...
funny how a simple act of eating raspberries (as opposed to blowing them!) can bring back some profound childhood memories! memories which involved nearly burning the house down whilst the rest of my family slept! fair enough, i was only 6-7 years old, and there was no malicious intent to wipe out the other 6. but it all happened because of an opened tin of raspberries i'd espied whilst peaking into the fridge, they were the sole possession of my father. i woke up at about 6am next morning thinking of nothing else, so i crept downstairs, quiet as a mouse, and into the kitchen, thinking surely...
Each branch and twig and needle green, A cut across the frigid seam. Each star a burn and smoke and haze, A plight upon the clear blue days. Treetops burning- branches flames, And smoke and fog laid out the plains.
Gazing out with vision keen, Embracing the fate of destruction.
According to Genesis, God DIDN'T Create Life By Himself
According to Genesis, God DIDN'T create life by Himself !! On the contrary, in Genesis 1.20,24 "God said, 'Let the WATERS bring forth the moving creature..Let the EARTH bring forth the living creature..'" IOW, its as if God said, "Let NATURE bring forth life." For, taken together, "the waters" and "the earth" - don't they basically add up to Nature ?? Of course they do. So God endowed Nature with supernatural(?) power. (Or you could say He gifted Nature with divine grace.) IOW, God overrode the laws of Chance or Probability.
I almost forget to bring the cherry tomato plant in for the night. when I go out the sky has presence. when I go out the muted plant has 19 greenish-grey bombs. I didn't count them but I know this as they dangle as I cradle the pot like a baby. it suddenly becomes obvious that I feel less alienated when I have something to be fond of. before I shut the balcony door I turn and stop to feel something from a night that feels like an abyss and its synonym. the sky bursting and empty simultaneously.