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Beyond Emoticons

Although my life is not a Hollywood movie,
I feel like the movie in my head, my life as
I know it, is in an edit cycle moving slowly
frame by frame from reel to reel.

And I can’t stop it. But why has the earth has
stopped moving?

Every star in the midnight sky, the sunrise,
the clouds in the afternoon, and the heat of
the day watch this cataclysmic event
designed by thoughts higher than mine.

“These are the times that try men’s souls”
was child’s play compared to this. For this is
the time that mends men’s souls.

A personal invitation has been engraved on
the tablets of my heart. It is destiny. Not
merely a new release of the old film playing
over and over again in my head.

How do I express joy? I don’t know how to
do that. And yet, my feelings and fears go far
beyond emoticons.

In fact, God’s love for me is so great that
it is He who has made time stand still. How
do I know? Simple. The movie has stopped.

Fresh winds blow. Water runs in the sand
beneath my feet. I can’t move. I can’t see
back or forward. The editor’s lamp is on.

The next frame is revealed. I see me, in the
viewing room and on the cutting table at the
same time.

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Poet, Writer, US Army (Retired)

I dreamed of writing when I was a youngster. The love of books and writing may have helped to dull the pain of severe sexual abuse as I was sexually abused by two men at my father’s place of work from age 8 to 12 or so. I learned about this for the first time when I was 50 years old. So, as a boy, reading was the only place I had to go to. My fantasy world was better and safer than my real world. I loved reading and writing.
Reading books and writing poetry are a joy to me still and are an important part of my life. (See my About Me page on my blog for the complete profile.)

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