Kat’s and Barkus’s Wisdom Circus
Kat’s and Barkus’s Wisdom Circus
You move with such purpose, yet seem lost in your own mind.
Your hands are always busy.
I watch you chase things I cannot see, speaking to ghosts in little glowing boxes.
Still, when you are still, I curl beside you—because even the lost need warmth.
The psalms I trusted to still my spirit now dissipate into empty echoes that gnaw at the edges of silence. Strength abandons me, and I...
3, 000 years with no place. Orbiting in the outer realm and reaches. Looking for his presence, looking for his protection, looking for...
We are co-creators with God—the last moment, this moment, and the moments to come. Each breath carries the residue of choices, every word...
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