June 21, 2025
Littered underneath a bridge on the outskirts of Houston Texas is the remains of a life before me. A glimpse of someone's past they have left behind. I have myself sown my own great seeds in this very location. A great dream and hope that may or may not yield fruit. I find myself sitting here for a few days to rest up. Exhausted from the sun and depleted, I wait patiently to proceed with my journey bearing west. I find myself feeling that longing once more, a calling I can't yet fill, a void that leaves me lost and hopeless at times. So for anyone wondering around Houston in the next life or whatever, give me a call. I left a neat seed, a gift a surprise that's sure to bring great joy, mysterium is the energy I believe. A wonderful message in a bag, a pen and a few pieces of candy. The most important thing is to cherish the relationship and memories of how we shall come to be. I will miss this place as I have said many times. Again I find myself wanting to stay, I feel like love lives here, a career, a home, a good women and perhaps a new family. But am I only kidding myself? I was thinking to myself again, crying out to GOD, seeking God in all the noise of the passing cars. Asking god why i'm here, how I can help, and what should I do next. I don't wanna feel like the god isn't listening, but I know it's up to me and how I feel emotionally about my own decisions. Needless to say, in these moments of hopelessness I don't know what to think. The only thing I can think about is the blessings in life, but I am missing a great deal of blessings that would allow God the opportunity to thrive in my life. A home, a career, an abundance of dividends, a home on the lake for example. I'm thankful to be healthy enough to to be out here, but I sure want more. God bless everyone, and good night.
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A cup saying Sweden sits lifeless in Houston TX.
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| Remnants of a life left behind |
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| The message in a bag. I wonder if the discoverer will call me. |
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| my home sweet home for just a short while |
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| The first river I ever did laundry in |
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| Spring TX |
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