shrugging off the mess in my head

there is no war in your head, it's a jam battle. just enjoy the music. these intellectual pursuits don't get you any closer to God, any closer to Love.

sometimes i hear my head and i burst out laughing. 'you are getting nowhere' and then i remember: you have nowhere to get. you are already here. and you have superhuman strength. divine, even. i don't make any claims on it, i just live it and love it. or at least, i keep trying to.

thank Goodness.

You Are.

Love. Love.