i have an urge to mention that the fortune cookie messages that i recieved yesterday after dinner were not from 2 cookies but instead from a singular cookie with 2 messages in it. i don't remember this ever happening to me before and therefore since i found it a bit odd i paid more attention while reading. i figure god will speak to me in whatever way she can. just so happens i tend to be listening a lot more frequently lately.

recently, i found a bike. funny thing was i had just spent 1/2 hour on the high level bridge talking to 'the source'. i was watching a sunrise after not being able to slip into a slumber and skipping out on a sleeping friend. i was mainly blabbing about the direction i ultimately desire my life to head in. i think i said something about wanting to make the world a brighter place. thought i might require a little help from above to accomplish that on a large scale. anyways. the bike was purple. to me: purple = divine inspiration. i think i'm allowed to take such simplicities as a sign if i'd like to. mainly because the benefits i get from believing that there is a force somewhere looking out for me far outweights the concern of possibly being called crazy.

now. some of you may have noticed the color scheme i went for when putting together this little diary. it was a shout-out to a higher power. an invitation if you will. a form of praise. because everything i am, everything i have to say is an extention of energy from another source. i am a filter. the words are not only mine.

this belief is my highest form of faith.