2 thoughts.
• There are two types of fighting - the quick flashing blood spray - and the other: endless slugfest - when every lift of the shoulder costs more sweat than you have to give - but you dare not stop.
• It is a blessing to realize how little you know about God - because then there is so much more to drink in.
• It is a blessing to realize how little you know about God - because then there is so much more to drink in.
posted by windarkwingod | 5:17 PM
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What made you think about the fighting?
I have never been in either.
I keep having this dream about being in an underground parking garage. Some guy with a buzz cut (Dash?) and a fur coat is cheering me on as I punch another guy. We're all in a big ring, and we make soap in our spare time.
is it soap on a rope?
...with a dope?
for a moment I thought this post might be something metaphorical. Maybe it still is.
Like Forrest, I've never been in a real fight, but I used to have strange dreams (nightmares?) of being in horribly violent altercations usually ending with me finishing off my opponent with a wooden baseball bat to the skull just before I awoke. Probably should have seen a therapist.
How can you drink in what you don't know? HMMMM?????
I'll drink more coffee to figure it out!
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