I had a run-on thought this morning. I've been having a lot of those lately, and they usually end with a "huh". Here's mine today: We all live… in our tiny homes, in our tiny worlds bustling like teensy ants on our tiny planet… and if by chance our tiny paths cross from thousands of miles away, we recognize our tiny-ness and if we get a glimpse of what is beyond ourselves throughout the universe, we recognize our tiny-ness, if we dare imagine a God far bigger than any god man has created, we recognize more than just our tiny-ness... we become infinitesimal. So then most of us don't dare or care to think that deeply. Instead, we vainly try to build each other up, to become bigger people. Then we knock each other down to keep each other from getting too big. We build ourselves up to stand above the rest. Then, we loftily try to take a servants bow and put others first, but in our subservient humbling grow even larger in our own minds. Soon we are looming as gre...
How many people can say they have a gnu entryway in their house like that. Maybe I should pick up your paints since we live 3 miles from New Berlin and you live 1100. Then I could drive out, drop off your paints, pick up POTSY 1, throw in the old Trek, buy Ike some spandex bike shorts (I discussed it with him and he thought it was a GREAT idea...not).
ReplyDeleteYou know if I left now I'd be there by 3:00am.
You're one of the gnuist artists in NH.
ReplyDeleteThat's in GNH.
ReplyDeletegreat website, cheryl...someone sure has been busy! can't wait to meet ur gnu resident....
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