June 8th

Ouch. My joints hurt, my head is a brick, and I've had the ria all day. I just went to Jonah's Call with my dear sweet mother and started contemplating death and the frailty of humanity. How after of vulnerable, easily swayed bodies deteriorate there is something that can keep us alive. Some call it a soul given by a divine being. I believe that there is a Father looking out for us, but that there is a chasm between the supernatural and the world we live in today. The barrier is our humanity. With this life I want to be someone loyal and honest and hard working. Right now, I feel week, but reality is impermanent.