WHAT A PLACE to be! The joy of living aright, one day at a time, one moment at a time. I felt these feelings sweep over me today whilst driving my car to work around midday. It was bliss. Simply appreciating and thanking God for such simple and glorious things. That, to me, is life.
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The wonder contained in pen and paper—such simple instruments really, but oh what bliss it is when something is sparked in the mind and soul, and next thing I’m writing copious notes, brainstorming avidly. The simple use of pen and paper to explore and express the utter joy of living explains serendipity of just be-ing. Like driving my car; being in control of this machine and driving along the road and getting from A to B; it may seem absurd to some, but there is a miracle in that. Being in that position—that to me is life.
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The wonder and simplicity of water—to refresh the body, and to refresh the soul. Water. Simple water. Trillions and trillions of H2O molecules with the odd mineral, gives such life to the cells. The purity of water, the “free” drink that is the best thing for us. Water has spiritual connotations. It flushes and cleanses our bodies of toxins and lubricates and facilitates maintenance at a cellular level; much like the Spirit flushes and cleanses us from sin, giving us life, and in so doing, facilitates growth at the soul level. Water is amazing. It’s so simple—the simple things are often the best!
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The wonder of a rich vein of ideas on the canvas of life. It is an amazing journey, life. To prove the statement correct we only have to look at its opposite, death; that too is nothing short of amazing. That we are here at all, and that it (life) appears so real, makes death all the more amazing; this in turn makes life amazing. How can “life” be? Why are we here? There must be some logical answer to this mystery… or perhaps there isn’t? Yes, there is a reason.
S
Then you run out of ideas, and the inspiration is gone—where? Who knows? Then disappointment sets in. Another grand scheme that ‘got away’.
S
But, still, life is grand. Life is grand for the Apollonian. “NF” is the way to be in Jungian psychology and the Myers Briggs Type Indicator, if you are me. That’s me. More on the Apollonian later.
S
The wonder contained in pen and paper—such simple instruments really, but oh what bliss it is when something is sparked in the mind and soul, and next thing I’m writing copious notes, brainstorming avidly. The simple use of pen and paper to explore and express the utter joy of living explains serendipity of just be-ing. Like driving my car; being in control of this machine and driving along the road and getting from A to B; it may seem absurd to some, but there is a miracle in that. Being in that position—that to me is life.
S
The wonder and simplicity of water—to refresh the body, and to refresh the soul. Water. Simple water. Trillions and trillions of H2O molecules with the odd mineral, gives such life to the cells. The purity of water, the “free” drink that is the best thing for us. Water has spiritual connotations. It flushes and cleanses our bodies of toxins and lubricates and facilitates maintenance at a cellular level; much like the Spirit flushes and cleanses us from sin, giving us life, and in so doing, facilitates growth at the soul level. Water is amazing. It’s so simple—the simple things are often the best!
S
The wonder of a rich vein of ideas on the canvas of life. It is an amazing journey, life. To prove the statement correct we only have to look at its opposite, death; that too is nothing short of amazing. That we are here at all, and that it (life) appears so real, makes death all the more amazing; this in turn makes life amazing. How can “life” be? Why are we here? There must be some logical answer to this mystery… or perhaps there isn’t? Yes, there is a reason.
S
Then you run out of ideas, and the inspiration is gone—where? Who knows? Then disappointment sets in. Another grand scheme that ‘got away’.
S
But, still, life is grand. Life is grand for the Apollonian. “NF” is the way to be in Jungian psychology and the Myers Briggs Type Indicator, if you are me. That’s me. More on the Apollonian later.
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