so i'm walking down this path and the sun is shining even though its midnight. he walks up to me and says, "thanks for the walk." i smile because that was exactly what i needed to hear. there's a joy in being appreciated.

there's a lot of talk about community, post-postmodernity, authenticness (no, it is not a word. it just makes sense for this sentence), and the like. i got to thinking about this whole thing and the idea that "community becomes commodity" stuck in my head. when a great idea gets published that somebody thought (hopefully) long and hard about, it makes its way into our language within a matter of months and there's this race to get everyone speaking the same thing. we hear the word and we run out into the street looking for someone else who heard it, and we use it to trade like some undergound thought currency. with time, its devalued. its cheapened. i think we forgot to do something. we forgot to invite it in for dinner. we forgot to let it into our bedrooms and our meditation times. we forgot to introduce it to our wife and children first. in a sense we strip the idea of its dignity and turn it into simple pocket change.

i guess you could say i'm ready to get past the words and get covered in the muck of reality.

a few things...
i love my wife. she phreakin' wrocks. i have some really close friends, but none on this earth can compare with her. she is amazing. you'll hear more about her as the days go by.
i love God and that crazy Messiah guy.
i love His lovers.
i think art needs to happen. fleshing out that soul stuff is healthy.

the light shines in the darkness but the darkness has not overcome it.