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charge it like a puzzle


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windy evening, storm coming in, thinkin' of blue thunder. sometimes part of a song you've listened to over and over suddenly takes on new meaning, or you discover an alternate interpretation for it.

so i found myself in the library going over elia notes with jessie when the conversation (as it invariably does) turned to religion and the nature of faith. next thing i know i'm writing out the first chorus of "this is a fire door never leave open" for her to read and asking if she thinks as i do (as of a few hours ago) that it may be a meditation on the nature of faith itself.

the muddled message yearning to breathe free:

wanting to see if there's something greater, that spiritual yearning, something to pull you along through the darkness that we all inhabit and the darkness is uncertainty and in uncertainty we are all together but feel alone. god, or whatever the "answer" could be...god is peace of mind. the good thing you've never known alone in the darkness. or perhaps you knew when you were young and it was all so simple, having been raised to believe in a certain way and never having cause to question that which your parents instilled in you. it's hard to remember a world that uncomplicated. but your answer or answers suddenly breaks down the divisions in the world you once saw, and everything becomes unified and whole. but you can't be sure. darkness falls through the nights of life. you pray in silence and wonder if anyone is listening. if it is all tied together, why? and however you could voice a conclusion on this point, it would be by way of inexact comparison because the truth is ethereal-- and you're right back where you started.


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