Nonsensical two (a few more random thoughts)

Another collection of odd, cool little one-liner poem type things that pop into my head (the last one was inspired by MercyMe’s song Imagine).

Black-clawed, many-fingered thing called —- Suspicion

Rain + Sweat + Lavender + the musty (musky) scent of a beloved hoodie = Delicious, Marvelous, Wonderful

Heaven and meeting God will be like the greatest sci-fi, fantasy, mystery, history, biographical, romance novel ever!  It’ll be like the Neverending Storybut a hundred, no a thousand times better because it’ll be a truly neverending story!

Just random-ness thought

I just don’t connect w/ people the way other people seem to.  Is is because I live on a different plane?  To my knowledge I don’t live on a plane, pretty sure these people sitting around me don’t either.  What plane would I live on anyway?  Or what plane do I live on?  Again, do I live on a plane?  Wonder where this plane is taking me?  I hope it’s somewhere nice…or not, I’m not sure I really care.  Should I care?  I feel touched/fae today, my head is not really here.  I’m not sure what plane it took or where it’ll land.