Mein Thought

I want to do something with my life, and at times that desire grows so powerful and burns so hot that it becomes something else. Not the steadily burning desire for balance and peace and liberty, but this crazy fire-drive for a spring-break-in-Cancun kind of existence. That's my soul running away with me. I literally had the thought 'I could find a room in some city, work some crap job, and blow all my money every weekend on alcohol and shenanigans." I don't like alcohol or shenanigans, really.
Thoughts that parallel this are the ones where I dive into a creative lifestyle, one where I can express all that it's in me to express.
Revelation.
Mr. Peter said that an artist is always trying to express themselves, that even if the canvas perfectly captures the image the heart of the thing cannot be put down, and this is why art keeps on arting. Even in writing, however well phrased, pithy, or full-bodied it may be, the heart of the thing cannot be tied down. Because we're people, and all of the energy, experience, spirit, and fellowship that goes into living is all the stuff that again, cannot be laid somewhere. The bible contains it all, and is yet imperfect if it's not living in you. I picture this bohemian life of mine and see fulfillment, but there, just as here, I will still yearn to get something out of me that is yet to be realized. Because the word is ever-expanding, the works of our hands, though good for a time, fall short, and that's the way it is. So we accept this and do what is in us to do, finishing a thing and moving on to the next, growing deeper, maturing naturally, lightening with wisdom as each day brings encounters, trials, and truth to bear.