Friday, July 2

in anything and everything, there is no such thing as perfection

Cities from a distance seem so shiny and perfect, all of the glory of millions of people's work. 
Glorious and perfect, until I walk in the gutter and look down at my shoes.
Then I realize there is trash by the flowers, and gates to keep us out.
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The Mills Family said...

Hey Jak,
I was listening to a 'Day of Fire' song called Jacob's Dream; it reminded me of your profile:"I am searching for life, looking for meaning, and deciding what's real".
Looking forward to catching up with you,(see what God has been showing you) and meeting Joe.
God bless you sister :) Take care!
Simon

Jacob's Dream

Well it's time to head out
Gotta find my place to rest
Before the sun goes down
In the darkness of the west

If I rest my head
Would I have to lay upon the stone
If I rest my head
would I lay to rest alone

Well it's time to head out
Gotta find my place to rest
Before the sun goes down
In the darkness of the west

If I climb those stairs
Will I find my way back to home?
If I climb those stairs
Would I find my way alone?
Alone...
Alone...

...(There must be something real)...
...(There must be something more)...

I'm searching, searching
There must be something real
Searching, searching

If I rest my head
Would I have to lay upon the stone
If I rest my head
would I lay to rest alone
If I climb those stairs
Will I find my way back to home?
If I climb those stairs
Would I find my way alone?
Alone...
Alone...

July 24, 2010 at 5:29 AM

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