Have you ever noticed how much they look like orchids? lovely!
I found Bombay and opium, the drug and the city, the city of opium and the drug Bombay
My religion is no way of knowing me.
Drugs are a bad habit, so why do it? Because, said Dimple, it isn't the heroin that we're addicted to, it's the drama of the life, the chaos of it, that's the real addiction and we never get over it; and because when you come down to it, the high life, that is, the intoxicated life, is the best of the limited options offered.
We're waiting for a glance or a word, some acknowledgement that we are here.
Because now there's time enough not to hurry, to light the lamp and open the window to the moon and take a moment to dream of a great and broken city, because when the day starts its business I'll have to stop, these are night-time tales that vanish in the sunlight like vampire dust
All I did was write it down, one word after the other, beginning and ending with the same one, Bombay.
It is better to be envied than pitied.
Shall this nectar Run useless, then, to waste? or. . . these lips, That open like the morn, breathing perfumes, On such as dare approach them, be untouch'd? They must--nay, 'tis in vain to make resistance-- Be often kissed and tasted.
If things happen it's because God has prepared me. God has great things for us. If it's God's will that I be there, there I will be.
Worship must be - Christ centered, Holy Spirit led, a Response to the Father, about Intimacy and Service and always lead to Transformation!