A fat cooshy chair in the corner of my favored book store is holding my ass within it's grasp, it has a view of the blue sky and the shelves of wonderfully new books who's pages beckon my fingers to turn their pages. My eyes,(they are dark brown), scan the words that trigger my thought patterns. I slip farther into a world created for my mind and heart. The script that invades my physical reality may even become part of one of my dreams or memories. Oh power of letters that form emotions such as happiness and fear, hope and embarrassment. Perhaps it all started,"In the beginning was the word,and the word was with God,and the word was God."
John 6:35-40 NIV [35] Then Jesus declared, “I am the bread of life. Whoever comes to me will never go hungry, and whoever believes in me will never be thirsty. [36] But as I told you, you have seen me and still you do not believe. [37] All those the Father gives me will come to me, and whoever comes to me I will never drive away. [38] For I have come down from heaven not to do my will but to do the will of him who sent me. [39] And this is the will of him who sent me, that I shall lose none of all those he has given me, but raise them up at the last day. [40] For my Father's will is that everyone who looks to the Son and believes in him shall have eternal life, and I will raise them up at the last day.”
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