Caffeine and Fasting

After 3 cups of Dunkin Donuts turbo I began to have some revelations, 1: this stuff is as close to crack cocaine as I'll ever get 2: I feel awesome 3: somehow I'm thinking clearly but really fast (well faster than normal) 4: I feel the urge to sing loudly 5: I'v written about 3 maniacal poems in 10 minutes. I'll share them with you all at the end of this mad story. I tend to be a bit Alice in Wonderland and today thats excatly what I would like to talk with you about. Saturday morning I wake up, move from my bed to the couch and turn on a movie. This is progress for me at 8 a.m. guys so just go with it. It's a story about a freelance writer going on escapades with his best friend "the handsome rebel"  and "the beautiful runaway" (played by K-Stew so I couldn't take it too seriously but Garrett Hedlund's looks helped the slow parrts) Anyways, these adventures are so alluring to me and I found it odd that I rented this movie because as of lately all I could think about what selling everything I own, buying a mtorcycle and just driving. First issue is of course I don't know how to ride a motorcycle at all but I was going to figure it out. I can hardly write this without laughing because I'm probaby the clumsiest girl I know. Seriously one time I fell in a bar, I was completely sober and wearing wedges. Embarrassing.
Back to the story now, so I'm day dreaming about desert sunsets and reality hits me "where would I sleep?", "what do I do if its raining?", "what if a pack of coyotes chases me?" etc..... You can see my excitement quicky fading. Then it hit me, I have been so busy being unhappy and living in my head that real life never had a chance. No wonder I hide from it. How could it ever measure up to any of my fantasies? Truth is it can and more. For so long I've let my scarred past defeat a future I don't even know. I left no room for the unimaginable. I crushed my own dreams.
Well no more I say. It's time to move on. I'm building a foundation based in God's word and nothing can crush that because it is the ONLY truth. I've never had that before. The irony of it all is that I was a lost wanderer wishing to be a wanderer. You getting dizzy now? Me too, welcome to my brain.
I'll say the Lord is teaching me to be content with the present because we can't know tomorrow. I'm missing out on really living, and building relationships with real people not the ones in my head. I like those guys a lot but for now I'll see them after 10 p.m. (yes I go to bed that early). So between the hours of 6 a.m. and 10 p.m. I'm here, nice to meet you all.

Poem 1 from the coffee induced mania:
"Life, the ever battle of mumbo jumbo and blues
up, dow, side to side
jumping and dancing and dying
pushing to the max, searching for the end
you will never find it my friend"

2:
"Who are you?
Why I am a traveler of course.
Traveler you say but I've known you for years
dear friend I am a traveler of life and love
 of joy, pain, sadness, excitement and passion
Passion I hope you know
burnng like a paper to a flame
fading fastly and beautifully, ashes fall around me
and I twirl in the madness of it's sting"


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14

Fourteen months,thats how long its been since I've seen myself. Now you are probably thinking she's gone blind or she doesn't own mirrors. Some would assume the latter by my appearance at times but I do own mirrors, Im ahead of the curve okay. And I haven't literally gone blind only blind to my carnal vision. What I'm saying is that I no longer care what men think of me. I didn't go to the dark side of full on hippie-ville but its geting close. You ever notice how Jesus always looks like a hippie rocker? He's so cool. I think he's so cool that I only want to live to serve his purpose. I want to step into the destiny that he has laid out because I am  and have been doing it ALL wrong.

You ever know someone that always has outlandish stories and random things  happening to them? Insert me, smiling as its happening usually. I've learned to laugh instead of be annoyed. For some reason the most magnificently broken people are drawn to me. So I talk to them, and befriend most of them. Given that I myself have been super glued back together a few times I get it. Some of my peices got put back and some well....thats what caulk is for right? 

Back to the point, sorry my ADD is rampant tonight. What I want to say is my whole life I've been trying to be everyone but myself. I was embarrassed of my family, my home, my clothes, everything. I lived in constant fear of judgement and as I got older I learned to defer it fom myself with humor. Man, was I really good at it....... I still am hilarious btw. Somehow through all these 29.5 years in the times that I wasn't even walking with God he was still showing me who I was through others. Pretty awesome right. Thats how much he loves us.

I know so many of us fight with identity and when you get so tired that you finally give in to yourself (get it) you begin to realize how cool you really are. I got so mad one day I thought, dang I wish I would've known how cool I was back then...... haha isn't that about right. The Lord knew I was not ready for that! Took me 29 years to be ready to accept Jesus who definately gets my vote for most popular.

I just want to encourage you all to let God show you how he sees you. It is a love and freedom that is beyond words, but if I had to use one it would be : Supercalafredulistikespalladocoius (SP?)

P.S. I think I finally understand Mary Poppins now. She wasnt' on drugs all these years she just let God show her how cool she was.