Can I sing while crying?
Does that mean sorrow and joy can’t coexist?
Can I build my house out on the fringes of the universe?
Does that mean I am no more human?
Can I build a house without doors?
Does that mean I will never feel like a prisoner?
Can I build a house without light bulbs?
Does that mean I will live in darkness always?
Can I wake up every morning with my eyes closed?
Does that mean I am still lost to reality?
Can I eat with my mouth closed?
Does that mean I am not enjoying the meal?
Can I walk about with a heavy countenance?
Does that mean I am not a happy soul?
Can I work with a light heart?
Does that mean I have no passion?
Can I work without overtime?
Does that mean my business will not grow?
Can I enjoy a happy meal at home at night?
Does that mean I have no burdens?
Can I lead a quiet life alone in my house at night?
Does that mean I am a lonely soul?
Can I sleep off with my eyes open?
Does that mean I am an insomniac?
P.S.: I know things aren’t always what they seem; but, please kind Creator, help me see the truth, and keep my world revolving steadily around you even if there be earthquakes all over it.
Am I allowed to pray like this on wordpress.com?
Or does that mean I am a religious bigot?
I Feel Shadows 
That is well done, Doc. I appreciate the questions and the dichotomies. I think you have hit on a point here of where we sit in the world, the outwards face we give and what really is happening. I have no answers to this.
Thanks Trent Sire.
I don’t know all myself.
I can’t even accurately read the emotions of people close to me.
Does that mean I don’t appreciate them?
I don’t even know all the basics about my Creator-God.
Does that mean I don’t know him?
Waiting for a crazy spurt from you to temporarily take my mind off serious issues like this.
You have a wondering soul, Doc. I like that. Here, I will put together something, give me a bit. I lost my coat the other day, maybe I will write about that.
Please do. Write about anything. So long it’s you, my mind shall be at ease.
Wondering or wandering soul?
Wondering.
Just posted it, Doc. Thanks for the prompt.
This was great to wake up to today. Can I wake up and be alone. Does that mean I’m lonely? Nice read and lovely to know you’re never really alone, someone is having similar thoughts…somewhere.
Must hop over to Trents place and see what he came up with.
Hello Jo, nice having you around.
I do not think so, Jo. It doesn’t mean you are lonely. It doesn’t.
Will meet up with you at Trent’s cage.
Nice thoughts. A lot to meditate on. Indeed, building houses without doors doesn’t mean we’re not prisoners & eating & enjoying good meals doesn’t mean we’re rid of burdens & u can be sure dat making a prayer on wordpress doesn’t make u a religious bigot. I enjoyed reading this. Keep up d good work doc. Looking forward to more of this
Yay!!! She enjoys it.
Thank you very much Bukky.
Well, someone who apparently is not aversed to hearing about God thinks I am not necessarily a religious bigot.
But, can someone comment freely on this post.
Does that mean the fellow does still not secretly shrink inwardly at hearing “God”?
It’s been pleasurable hosting you, Bukky.
content mimicked form–content great! 🙂
Sorry, Cally gurrrl, but I don’t quite understand that.
(Happy though, that you apparently enjoyed reading it.)