I thank my higher power for my shack on a rock rather than a castle made of sand being washed away by alcohol.
I hope you are enjoying the view. I imagine a blue sky with a faint wisp of cloud on the horizon, palm trees and white sand, friendly natives and crystal clear water.....
Castles were built for defensive purposes and all who built them are dead.
Shacks are very welcoming, much friendlier....and coconut milk is delicious.
Be safe, well and happy.....;)
Castles were built for defensive purposes and all who built them are dead.
Shacks are very welcoming, much friendlier....and coconut milk is delicious.
Be safe, well and happy.....;)
To me I am the shack and the rock is my God of choice that keeps me strong and keeps me from being washed away . I once was the castle in the sand molded and confined by alochol as the sand in the bucket used to make the castle.
I made a castle in the sand, and it all got washed away by an ocean full of alcohol at high tide. My "kingdom" that I built became a nightmare of addiction, it was eroded it front of my eyes and heart.
But now I have a shack built on a rock. Thank you HP!
But now I have a shack built on a rock. Thank you HP!
I am grateful for the rock:)
light and love Zac
light and love Zac
