Morning in hot tub
God is love
Loop up. The sky is looking with you now, all these things rushing, screaming in my head, barriered in, blocked, scared and controlled causes me to wake with the thought I'm gonna freak out. I take to the hot tub to cool my temper and relax my tight muscles. It's near 100 degrees in his head, near 100 degrees in this hot tub here. I’m not just gonna write my problems but that's what i feel right now. Right now I create too great a quantity my quality is clouded. I feel okay writing and painting so that is what I do, I do not care for quantity, though I'm always counting things. I love love and want to be better always in this actualization of my love. I read God is in all, all is in God. and this morning birds sing.
I’ve become quite the good look, for looking is itself an art. Having done one art well, my life imbued by it, I do all well. So i cook dinner for my family and me and everybody is happy about it. Except when i’m trying to live like a monk in the city so cooks gotta taste his own craft and i just wish i’d eat well is all. I’ve been working out. Yoga as always, some weightlifting now. I feel myself grown stronger, a higher degree of passion which i must keep from temper comes with this. Truly vices are a fine turn around to our best virtues. The same fiery temper to collapse a kingdom can create one when transmuted by the power of love in passion. I pray the Lord use this soulful keep, create in through me a peace kingdom.
Blissful waves of clouds, rains of nostalgia, bird song, nature newness lexicon, interior temple to live wall-less. Let the good living be seen, felt, heard, tasted. God let our senses be about us. Both material into spiritual and spiritual into material. Let all live with the innate life pulse glow of God’s good creative flow. Love, life, purity, peace, bliss, happiness, joy, pain, growth, embrace, endurance, changes, cradled, flying, free, nurture, love. This life is cycles; yes, all is in repetitive recurrence and i see. Open my eyes wider somehow, use my hands more effectively, feelings, spiritually pulsing in the person of all day. All day i;m alive and all night i;m dreaming and often as it seems i’m always dreaming. Dreaming only of you, God.