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The Journal of A. Paige White March two four, to fore
03/24/2009 04:07 p.m.
It really shocked me. I don’t know why, considering the range of strangeness in his life after we received the impartation at the last gathering. I don’t feel like a dove. I don’t look like a dove. Maybe I love like the shadow of a dove though and that’s why I’m drawn to these events in hopes of becoming the substance instead of the shadow…
He’s scared.
I guess I would be too.
Even after all the range of strange I encountered after it, I’m not scared.
Probably just another case of stoopid in my thought life.
I’m ok with that. Don’t suppose I’d know life any other way.
Wonder if that’s why he’s having these strange physical symptoms…
I just don’t know.
I am currently Clueless
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