Sometimes I wish I was, is, and always will be,
the most ignorant idiot in the world
Then I might be an absolutely happy fool
Then there's no need to mangle myself
But then, that's not human
Half ignorant, half aware
I learn, I realize, I grow
A little bit at a time
It creates mood waves
Love the peaks
Hate the dips
It makes life more interesting eh?
More miserable moments
More funky moments
Then, I give up
the steering wheel,
the burdens,
the judgments,
the thinking,
the everything to God,
the God who created me for His purpose.
Then it feels simpler, calmer and better
Then it all makes sense
And then there's joy.
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Attempt to write some retarded poetry in the blog #1
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