Wednesday July 11th, 2007,
He wants that story... His desire is the rush of years that are so willingly accepting to the unbreakable bond that they share. What a great thing... to walk in that Godly door and shout in direction of reverse offspring, "Look what we've done, look how far we've come!" And the fates will know them as we know them... as the Man, the Woman, who shared that unbreakable emotion. Great indeed! The shallow depths of the abyss seek only to plunge Love into the ocean, but "nay," they shall resist! Becuase the will for that story is great, the will for that story is powerful, the will for that story is just! Consumed feelings share equal mutuality, indicating the everlasting and unconditional respect humans contain passion for. But deep within, there resides a resting ground... an area which is non-pysical, non-visual. It is spiritual, emotional. "I can't let the mouth cease this pursuit!" The boy thought. Many a time had he sighed before. With the backbone of a God, the backbone of a strong relationship, they boy has a choice....
"You always have a choice Peter..."
"I always have a choice..." He grinned.
The boy looked at the mouth, then the teddy bear, back at the mouth... "I need both to survive..." He thought. The manner of peace from waves of the past have stopped slapping sand floor. Now, they linger in the air, floating adrift from the beach. Crap!
This is the story that he seeks... if this is the story he desires... then this will be His story....
-Jedidiah Horca
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