The impossible seems to happen when I'm hurting too much to believe it can.
Both dispense. One dispenses liquor, the other grace. However the bar dispenses more gracefully. We could learn from that even though it only imitates real fellowship.
There is no curtain on the cave.
Toys are us.
Pointless points.
Personally rings true tone.
Reduces unrealistic expectations enough that one can bear suffering with far less difficulty. Even complaining is transformed into the power to encourage those who can't yet stop theirs.
More abound than moribund.
Cornerstones trimmed to give shape to the Palace in Wonderland.
Sparing, not sparring, with words.
Dew unto others.
It's so different because it's just so voluntary.
Loving to hate someone or something about them. This sustains a connection though it shortchanges the possibilites to grow into something more profund.
Palace in signs and wonders land. Acts 4:30
The 2cd Adam bomb. 1 Corinthians 15:45
Apologies for our position- moral or emotional- keep our true voice from being heard. Most apologies are from living under the penalties from defensive holding strategies. Defensiveness protects the death still in us and at the same time holds back the unfolding life of which we have access.
You can't complain your way into intimacy.
Mirrored infinity.
Centered while walking a tight rope of desire's tension or crossing on a rattling bridge of the unknown.
The recollection or recognition of what you know that you didn't know that you know.