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triShiescrap: February 2015

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Feb 25, 2015. I sit listening, nodding my head, hearing myself mutter repeatedly, " i know. Deep down, frustration builds and i wriggle in conscious control and try, somehow, to change the subject but more, to defend myself. Above all, i am frustrated with the things i do not know - what are my passions? What are my talents and giftings? What would i be doing if money wasn't an issue? And even if i have an answer, are they real? Could those things just be senseless phases? Am i retarded for not knowing?

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triShiescrap: January 2014

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Jan 29, 2014. Excruciating pain and sorrow. Before His throne i came in tears. on my knees, begging. Begging for reason, for release, for clarity. Abba calls me worthy for this circumcision of my heart. Abba calls me strong and courageous for the deepest parts of this valley. Abba calls me His and i can run straight into His arms,. Over and over and over and over again. I've got a song to sing about His mercy. I've got a song to sing about how He has loved me. He brought me to life and out from the pit.

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triShiescrap: March 2015

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Mar 31, 2015. Never have i felt more vulnerable before you. Hearing you speak - your words and truths - it hurt so bad. All i could do was remain sensible as i tried to stay above your waves. Mar 28, 2015. Who holds the keys to my heart? Is it You, oh One who crafted my inner parts? Who holds the keys to my heart? I give You my keys in exchange for Your keys. The keys in the promises of ALL that You are. Mar 22, 2015. Months pass and the colors have yet to fade. I want the friendship back. Mar 21, 2015.

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triShiescrap: July 2015

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Jul 25, 2015. A lot in my brain, so i braved the rain. Just like a seemingly dead-end,. I'll see the bend. Jul 21, 2015. If there was a meaning to ugly, that would be its face. If there was a meaning to life, that would be its song. If there was a meaning to joy, that would be its road. As i reflect on my years, i am wordless. This cage begs to explode. And i, implode. Jul 13, 2015. Ever notice how night consumes light? In this dark, i see myself with so much light. The person i feel i am turning into.

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triShiescrap: June 2015

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Jun 25, 2015. It's been almost two months since my return from India and i came home utterly overwhelmed and later consciously decided - i must purposely refrain from going through my photo albums nor even try to form extensive. Words for my heart. but i guess, it's been enough time to. calm down. Seventeen days of walking on soil i never, ever. I mean, why would it ever? My whole life has been a grand. Repeat of broken dreams! But suddenly, there's this YES. To a very personal. I get it now -. The kind ...

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triShiescrap: March 2014

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Mar 4, 2014. To have lost everything i thought i wanted. Yet to have gained everything i ever needed. No turning back, no turning back. It's not enough, Abba. The things of You i've gained,. I selfishly ask for more. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). All photographs and written content are the sole property of the site owner unless otherwise indicated. mail me blueshores86@yahoo.com. A cup of jo.

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Jul 21, 2015. If there was a meaning to ugly, that would be its face. If there was a meaning to life, that would be its song. If there was a meaning to joy, that would be its road. As i reflect on my years, i am wordless. This cage begs to explode. And i, implode. I am going to steal your words sometimes. lol *honesty*. July 21, 2015 at 10:49 PM. July 21, 2015 at 11:33 PM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). A cup of jo.

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triShiescrap: April 2014

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Apr 9, 2014. E is a proper time and procedure for every matter,. Though a man's misery weighs heavily upon him. Apr 8, 2014. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). All photographs and written content are the sole property of the site owner unless otherwise indicated. mail me blueshores86@yahoo.com. Over the years of layout modifications, some photos may be blurry. Due to my lack of tech know-how, please bear with me by clicking on them for sharper viewing. x. A cup of jo.

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triShiescrap: April 2015

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Apr 28, 2015. Writing from a restaurant in Jaipur, Rajasthan, India. It has been a whirlwind - physically tired from the lack of sleep and my mental state of wondering and feeling. everyday, at least once or twice, my heart would stop - I'M IN INDIA! Experiencing things i have always wanted,. Meeting people with whom strange commonalities abound. And those whom i have to remind my heart - nice to see, just don't touch. Some people have the ability to challenge a deeper side - intellectually, emotionally.

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Jul 13, 2015. Ever notice how night consumes light? It jives you with a beautiful sunset, drawing you in to itself and sensually fades to slow-dancing you right down a path where you suddenly find yourself in a forest of echoes. alone with the wind that carry familiar, taunting questions of regrets and self-hatred. In this dark, i see myself with so much light. The person i feel i am turning into. Do i like her? Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). A cup of jo.