O Magnum Mysterium.

O Magnum Mysterium.

I’m moving house, which has not been altogether alien experience shuffling between various apartments of questionable quality in Australia; however, this one seem a little disturbing for several reasons. My parents seem to haveplan to insidiously assimilate me and my future family into their home, and start their own little fifedom in the north of Singapore. something which I am strongly opposed to.

There is nothing wrong with living with your parents, to a point. There can only be one man of the house, and a house should be run as such. A man should leave and cleave, establish his own household. I wish I could have a plan and a vision for my home, but for now this is all I know; when I start my life with my wife when I find her, it will be stars rambling over the deep blue ocean sky, warm nights spent pondering the mysteries and forgetting them the next instant, and amber sunlight filtering through our conciousness connecting our souls in the shade. I would want my home to be one of light, laughter and joy. Maybe I need a little more forging still; I sense my trial in fire has begun and I need to forge my way through this one alone before I can begin to provide rock solid shelter and leadership for someone beside me.

I wonder what the plans You have for me, and if I could have a glimpse of them, then I wouldn’t be on the edge of the seat gripping it till my knucles bleed, with tears of sweat rolling down my heart and my life on the limb furthest away from the edge of the cliff.

Meanwhiles:

Is this the life I signed up for? I’m so tired I can barely frame my thoughts. Life is again on the cusp of some vital happenings, but I hope I won’t be so tired and dull I won’t see it when it before it happens. Everything is changing and happening, stories and prophecies just hanging on this side of the thread, waiting to spill over unto and into wonderful fruition.

Perhaps a hiatus is in order, time to get a different job, learn different things and really get into things I’ve been wanting to do seriously for a while. The last thing I want to do is to meander around aimlessly while being driven by a storm. I’ve been able to attend talks by a bunch of really impactful speakers over the past week, all of whom have set my mind ticking about life and all its mysteries.

“For I know the plans I have for you, plans for a hope and a future, plans to prosper you and not to harm you.”

“I will never leave you nor forsake you; I wil not leave you or abandon you.”

Be still oh my heart, lest you get carried away in your foolishness. O Magnum Myesterium. So what. I know who holds all the plans.