here's to cliches i actually buy into.  we drove four, five, six hours today to a small town in MD and i heard the words to songs i've listened to and never understood.  he could have just said, i worship you, but he said your shape is the only god i pray to.  something about that makes you stop.  if i were being honest, i would say that a part of that bothers me.  but i still find it striking.  you can't deny the power of words.

later this evening i heard the voice of a prophet and this one time, like times before, i really felt with all of my person that i could hear truth as it came cutting out of his mouth.  so many things resonate with me, but not all of them are true.  i am cracking the code, whatever that means.

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