Yeah I know. I boast of being this daily writer. I put down on paper the existence of the present so that we may learn from it in the days that follow. But that doesn't always make the world a pretty place to be. Being open with my writing makes it a very dangerous walk in the way of giving permission for all states of expression to move through me. Not stand on the outside of the door and knock and we decide if the visitor can step inside. But it moves in. Takes over the remote control. Then empties the refrigerator of all things that would bring you positive energy. The way I am writing is what I call hidden speak. It's placed upon the screen in a way that you may or may not grasp but it doesn't paint the truer picture of the deeper vein of travel. But when God shows up in your writing. All that is poetic and free spirit no longer finds purpose in the plan. When God shows up in your writing. There is no knock on the door. It just happens and it becomes a choice to listen or to pretend seeing pictures only an image maker assumes it can create.