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love saves us by teaching us how to be a stranger.

John Lennon 1971

Building Levels

Just sit and listen and draw what you feel and hear. This was what came out.

The sun himself is weak when he first rises

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and if you have the ability to love love yourself first

The Things We Say Without Words

The harder I adventure, the more I see there is to adventure.

When rulers exploit, shepherds scatter, and prophets lie, Jehovah’s word still burns—and a righteous King will rise.

We couldn't saver her, but we can savor the memory.