Friday, February 15

When You Wake A Sleeping Giant

I wonder what happens.

I keep trying to go back to sleep but something keeps poking and prodding at me and all I feel like is an angry grizzly bear who is a couple of galaxies tall and a few universes wide.

I don't know what all these jolts of electricity amount to, but I sure am excited to find out. The flow comes in and I feel like I can run a few times around the whole planet. I'm getting much more energy for the effort. It's as though God stopped drawing me in ice patterns and has now started using fire to paint my portrait. Or maybe he's using neon colors instead of invisible ink.

Don't mind the burns. Don't mind the brightness. It all amounts to dreams fulfilled in the end.

This was always going to be a good show.

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