Thursday, September 28, 2006
i dont want to repeat truths to myself like chants, to keep me calm and comfortable in my wrongness...i don't want to find comfort in moral superiority, i want to surpass all that, become small. thats another truth we whisper to ourselves, though. whisper upon whisper will drown out a storm, a banging on a door, an earthquake...but mostly, other whispers...which is how we know our God speaks. we must grow sick of our own voice whispering in our mind...like the bad guys wife who took a power drill to her temple... stop telling yourself you are right. stop telling yourself you are wrong. stop telling yourself anything, start listening for something else. to do that, you have to get really quiet and shoot the voices in your head with imaginary shotguns.