keeper desires

Love is the rose and passion is the stem. The flower is representative of all our sin. It flourishes in the sunlight and wilts during the night; only to bloom again come morning sun. Its duration is as long as the keeper desires. His ability to care not only for the flower herself but the soil beneath her is paramount. Much time and planning and practice has to take place. This means that failure must also be involved. Still, when failure happens it serves as an experience in time; one to be measured and learned from. Still more, there will always be a rose because there will always be someone who cares and cares passionately. It is the passion inside that represents the free standing man in the stem's form and it is love that drives and gives reason to be a gardener. LLc 98.2

slow

I am engulfed in the proposition that things must improve because, although they can become worse, these things are in flux. Things always are because if they were not, then this whole thing we are involved with could be viewed as one giant experiment gone awry. Those on high; he on high, whoever it be fat or skinny, must see our progression and laugh. I guess the good thing is that without all the BS we get to experience each and every day we would have no way to track things and see how we move at a snails pace.
Red tape mingling with procedure and the status of achieving individuals slows progress down so everyone can get a piece of the pie. Like birds from the air these pigeons pluck the finance away just like they were trained to do. This is but one thing in a myriad of things we all must contend with so the trails we mark can be colored to the appropriate corporation. Nothing like a sell out to keep the dollar moving. LLc 98.2