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i sit before a day planned, tightly wound. time spaced to be used in perfect utility. the moments for food and travel, the tasks to complete in the ringing of bells, the schedule, each step within each tasks measured, weighed, arranged. i have tools to keep me. watch, clock, phone, calendar, computer, secretary but prayer, prayer which defines me weak, is timeless, border-less. prayer fluid and without words, nods or genuflection, prayer as motion in love, found within the smallest parts, my breathing, my hands, pen, paper bolt, tool, prayer laboring toward praise.
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Oct 10, 2025
Oct 10, 2025 at 4:34 AM UTC
laboring towards praise
i sit before a day planned, tightly wound. time spaced to be used in perfect utility. the moments for food and travel, the tasks to complete in the ringing of bells, the schedule, each step within each tasks measured, weighed, arranged. i have tools to keep me. watch, clock, phone, calendar, computer, secretary but prayer, prayer which defines me weak, is timeless, border-less. prayer fluid and without words, nods or genuflection, prayer as motion in love, found within the smallest parts, my breathing, my hands, pen, paper bolt, tool, prayer laboring toward praise.
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72/M/Northern Illinois
Oct 10, 2025
Oct 10, 2025 at 4:34 AM UTC
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