"The wolf will romp with the lamb,
the leopard sleep with the kid.
Calf and lion will eat from the same trough,
and a little child will tend them.
Cow and bear will graze the same pasture,
their calves and cubs grow up together,
and the lion eat straw like the ox.
The nursing child will crawl over rattlesnake dens,
the toddler stick his hand down the hole of a serpent.
Neither animal now human will hurt or kill
on my holy mountain.
The whole earth will be brimming with knowing God-Alive,
a living knowledge of God ocean-deep, ocean wide."

-Isaiah 11:6-9 (MSG)

and honestly,

It's really disappointing when you find out that everyone around you's been changing for the worst. The worst part is, the truth of it sneaks up on you, and when it hits, it's like a blow to the gut. I'm the same person that I've always been, I like that about myself, I try to stay true to me. So it's a real let-down when all of your friends around you turn out to be completely different than you remember.

It's probably just me. I'm so lame.

Okay.

sore jaw

They knocked me out today. They strapped me to a chair and talked to me in soothing voices reserved for temper-throwing children. They stuck my arm with an IV and dripped and dripped until I was completely under their control, able to be manipulated to whatever their hearts contented.
It's a very scary thought to be completely under someone's control like that. Luckily, I was so under their control that I didn't care.
They put me in a wheelchair today. They dragged me out of my deep sleep and rolled me into the big, bright chaos of the world and made me step into our skyscraper SUV, eyes half closed and unable to speak.
They brought me home today. They poked my cheeks and fed me broth and make sure my pillows were properly fluffed behind my head. They woke me up and fed me pills.
He came and saw me today. He pulled up in that bright red truck and slammed his door, pulling me out of my dreams. He hugged me and said, "You smell like hospital." "I know," I said.
All I wanted to do was grab his hand and run out the door, run away from this pain and go somewhere, somewhere where doctors don't do this to you and strap you to chairs.
But I couldn't.
Tomorrow's another day.

let's try this again

This is going to be a blog about my thoughts and my photography.
I'll try to keep it brief.
If anybody reads this, I will travel to your house and hug you myself.
I'll try and keep it up this time.

But, no promises.