whew.. its been along time since I wrote. It's been hell. or heaven. So many things are happening and now my head is spinning altering my reality making me feel troubled in paradise.
It had been a wonderful ride. There are so many things I have learned. So many things I thank God for. But there were just too much. This will be the first part of my entry.
The weather is confusing bipolar man filled with emotion wanting a world were emotion is a symptom of weakness. Amidst the confusion, being filled with his own personalities and weakness, he chose neither. In this moment of weakness, he became consumed with thoughts he doesn't know that he would come to think again. His world of compromise was then again revealed to him. He is now here and now he is going to do was is ask of him by fate and his God. May it offend the very personalities he came to please? It might. But then again. A call of greatness is not confined to just one. He kept on telling himself that. Only hoping that he doesn't forget what he told himself that day.
Now He is still praying to God that he chose what is the better choice. Praying to him that they may forgive him for his blind choices and uncanny ability to please.
I am the weather. Ecstatic. Bipolar. and still very peculiar.
It has been defined that a call to "greatness" is both a privilege and a curse.
Nevertheless, I will answer the call for it is in my blood which courses through my heart.
There are still so many things to do. This is how many cups of coffee I need to drink to finish them all. :|
answering the phone,
airon
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