Questions of My Thoughts (Even My Thoughts Have Questions) – Part 5

Text Box: Somewhere in the world right now someone is whispering, uttering your name. They’re remembering you with love and kindness and remembering a time when you touched their heart with something beautiful; as they’re remembering you a memory clicks in your mind and you recall them at that same time***Sometimes don’t you crave for a human touch and in its absence it feels like your skin is on fire, and it’s not about sexual desire but reassurance that you’re not invisible and that you are loved for who you are and not what you have or what you could be***Is forgiveness something we can capriciously give to the undeserved because time after time they’ve shown us their true nature, but yet still we allow them forgiveness without having atoned for what they’ve done***Is the worst nature of your child the secret person that lives inside of the darkest part of your soul and everyday they’re becoming more like you than you ever were***The face you see in the mirror every morning are you happy with the person you’ve become and can you sleep at nights with the choices you’ve made in your life*** Are you the person you hoped to be when you were a child or has life worn you down and molded you into a ghost of the person God intended you to be and somewhere lurking behind all the ennui of life that beautiful person Text Box: still exists and is just waiting, waiting to come out for some air***How can you miss something you’ve never felt, but there’s a yearning/whispering in your soul that there’s something else for you besides what you’re now experiencing and if you lived your entire life without having known that missing part of you-will your life have been complete***Today God has decided it will be your last day on his earth have you accomplished all you wanted to and did you put all of your God given talents to good use or did you squander it away believing you had more time to live up to the promise of your potential***Have you ever lived that perfect day: your coffee tasted just right, your train was right on time, your step is light and there’s peace in our heart after so many years of loneliness and on this day you meet the love of your life-isn’t life sweet, isn’t it?*** Dean Jean-Pierre 2-11-06 1am