These are my musings and observations on my daily life, loves and the laughter that are all a part of my experience of living now in the shires of England.
Thursday 28 July 2011
Proof?
Head.
Banging against a brick wall.
Sometimes with some people, it seems like this is all I am doing. To me it gets a bit pointless – and very painful!
They (you know, the invisible crowd that is them) say that my reality cannot be true.
They say that there is no proof for what I assert to be true.
You want proof?
I’m the proof! See me.
Labels:
being known,
belief,
Living now,
truth
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