Listen to the whisper of your bones
Calcified branches that have bested both storms and sunlight
The dribble of synovial fluid flowing into capillary chasms as cathedrals collide with barren valleys.
Phosphorus humming like ripples as tendons suspend these bridges
wrist and spine
leaf and twig
All snapping as gravity falls into forever.
Let each pop remind you of pressure and its power.
Remember to listen to the tale your bones whisper when you rest.
The other day I was searching the internet and noticed that my forbes list didn’t have a thought of the day
There was no ancient wisdom or modern prophecies posted on my LCD screen
I felt a moment of loss and confusion as if I just was given bads news
And I know it may not seem like a big deal to you but
When did our life become so secondary to technology
Where errors messages and bad wifi can make you forget the sun is still shining or how our waking thoughts are to check inboxes instead of sending direct messages to God Continue reading Christian Atheism.
The Nuclear Cottage 