The only place where I can't physically feel comfort happens to be my comfort zone. It is the same place where my soul hides, in plain sight, from the ones who truly see. Far away from the reach of the  deepest depths of the ocean of my mind. Where the treasure of the soul is fought for over the land of the mind by mindless thoughts. The testing pressure, torsion and tension from the attention-seeking thoughts expose the reliability and strength of the soul. Thoughts in the department of introspection bring to light that which needs to be brought to life.

Love brings thoughts to life. Love nurtures and cares for thoughts. As we dwell upon thoughts we nurture them and strengthen them.

To think is to love a thought and to love is to bring a thought to life. So whom do you love more... the good or the bad thoughts? So we tread with caution when we're met with the torsion to evade extortion when God comes with a twist of fate to test your faith.

So how RIDGED are your values when your comfort zone becomes a war zone? At the edge of war and comfort is where the RIDGES lie. War in comfort and comfort in war.