Remember, how the unbelievers plotted against you. They sought to take you captive or kill you or exile you. They planned – and Allah also planned – Allah is the best planner of all.
Al-Anfal – 30
All the blood lying on the floor and i sense the crowd expecting something more.
Narrative drawing to a close…
Still remain the things you couldn’t kill, I can see it still.
Decide to be fine til the end of the week. Make yourself smile because you’re alive and that’s your life. And do it again the next week.
-So fake it?
I call it being professional. Do it right, with a smile, or don’t do it.
You know what happened this morning?
I was lying in bed, staring at the ceiling, feeling the sun, and listening to the waves,
for a second, everything was just like it used to be.
And….. then I blinked.
The older I get, the more I realized that age doesn’t bring wisdom. It only brings ***wearity*** I’m not anyhow smarter than I was before, I’ve just grown too tired to joggle the lies and hide the fears. Self-awareness doesn’t reveal my indiscretions. It just exhaustioned us.
Bob: Umm. One time when I was a little boy, I was playing with my slingshot and I saw this Jaybird. I don’t know why but I shot him. I didn’t mean to. I don’t even know why I shot at him, but I felt so bad, I started praying to God that he would come back. And all of a sudden the Jaybird woke up. He just flew away.
Katie: God saved him?
Bob: Yeah…. I think so.
Sometimes when he was in the city he would sleep in a bay and wake in the night and go out and look at the stars and there were so many, and he knew they were there before him, and they would be there after him. That was sort of awful and sort of wonderful.
Sometimes when he was running, the wind would blow around him and flap his pants and he would grieve for something that was lost, like that French or Room 7. Sometimes he would look at the sky in the spring and see a bird, and it might make him happy, but just as often it felt like something inside him was getting small and ready to break.
It’s bad to feel like that, he would think, and if I do, I shouldn’t be watching no birds. But sometimes he would look up at the sky anyway.
One night you’ll wake up and you’ll discover it never happened. It’s all turned around on you. It never will. Suddenly you are old. Didn’t happen. And it never will because you were never going to do it anyway. Were U?
What is it that you want, Buddy?
The pleasure of your company.
I want your input on video rentals.
I stand there for hours, and I can’t pick anything out.
I want someone to say good night to,
a last call of the day.
I don’t have a last call of the day.