My little ghost stories aren't so small
I was asked the other day if I believe in ghosts.
It's an interesting question. Often times it's more of a question of whether or not you're a skeptic or gullible, logical, or open minded.
It's a little like asking whether or not you can dance.
Its far more personal to say "dance with me" in this case "have you ever seen a ghost?"
But I am not like most people. I dance to the music in my head, and see the spirit of the world around me. Of course I've seen ghosts!
I've dedicated myself to the immortal word for Christs sake.
Dead teachers and dust covered messages are my life. I tend to them like a gardener.
It's why face to face when the cobwebs are brushed away and laughter and warmth enter a room I am set ablaze with life. In truth I am quite reactive to people and enjoy their company tremendously.
I doubt I could appreciate the living properly without knowing the spirit as well as I do.
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It's an interesting question. Often times it's more of a question of whether or not you're a skeptic or gullible, logical, or open minded.
It's a little like asking whether or not you can dance.
Its far more personal to say "dance with me" in this case "have you ever seen a ghost?"
But I am not like most people. I dance to the music in my head, and see the spirit of the world around me. Of course I've seen ghosts!
I've dedicated myself to the immortal word for Christs sake.
Dead teachers and dust covered messages are my life. I tend to them like a gardener.
It's why face to face when the cobwebs are brushed away and laughter and warmth enter a room I am set ablaze with life. In truth I am quite reactive to people and enjoy their company tremendously.
I doubt I could appreciate the living properly without knowing the spirit as well as I do.
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