Pig is revelation. Revealing is when what’s here is hidden then seen. It’s really many individual ones, though widely considered they’re the same, and all
There’s an unfortunate instructor-y thing where the guy on stage [I’ve found it’s usually a male doing this] asks a question he already knows the
You’d think a guy’d remember if it was the first time he’d seen a body but I didn’t not at first. [Hadda chance to graduate
The birds start by 0315 here, which is when I awoke this morning. They didn’t do it, make me wake-up, they’re not roosters after all,
Something we know well and another I know little. Remember … re-member … before we begin Dallas Willard on knowing — namely … named-ly …
Bear no malice nor ill-will to any man living, for either the man is good, or naught: if he be good, and I hate him,
Don’t ask me for grace. Not because I don’t want you to have it, for I certainly do. But I can’t give it to you.
Live lean. Altar ends. Mercy burns. Pleasantly surprising. Love to the point of folly. Afflictions eclipsed by glory. Write until your fingers break. Everything