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mistermoon91
35/F Following my muse, one line at a time.
I am from the wealthiest country in the world, from two parents who traveled the globe and saw poverty that I will never know. I am from poor parents who thought their calling as missionaries was more important than holding down full time jobs. I am from heartache and sorrow times a million that was rushed to be hidden By marijuana, alcohol, and then hands up for Jesus. I am from unconditional love, screaming matches, affairs, burned hopes and dreams, and no boundaries. I am from San Diego and Pasadena and Arcadia and Temple City and Duarte. The more East we went, the more trouble we found ourselves in. It’s true what Michael W. Smith said, “Go West young man, let the evil go east.” I am from Japanese Fellowship church potlucks that I can still taste, Pas Naz days and nights, Faith Community Church, Evangelical non-denominational churches that were secretly Baptist, Church of the Open Door, Assemblies of God churches, God Has the Answer Church, yet I remain more full of questions than ever before. I am Kingdom come, come undone.
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Feb 20
Feb 20, 2026 at 11:28 PM UTC
I am from...
I was lost in The woods From my Own thoughts On the origins of God Each **** Even the branches Of mighty Oaks, Entangled me further Into confusion My Journalistic tendencies Proved anticlimactic Wrapped up in The who what Where When And why Led me to No answers I finally surrendered, Left my logic In the woods, And found God For the thousandth Time
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Feb 19
Feb 19, 2026 at 9:38 PM UTC
In the Woods