Moleskine Pages- Waiting For Ghosts

We waited impatiently for them to come back. We tended those eggs as if they were made in China of inferior materials by underpaid, overworked slaves. When the eggs hatch our lives can begin again. We will wake up fresh and rested, happy and hopeful. we are waiting to be haunted...waiting for ghosts.

Moleskine Pages- Eggs Fresh And Fertile

I prayed for eggs fresh and fertile, then I took them for granted.

Moleskine Pages - Bacon And Eggs

Flesh of my flesh, pus of my wounds. They Breakfasted on my body and dined on my soul. The line is still coming, there are a few morsels left.
I WILL feed the five thousand!

Moleskine Pages - Eggs

' The journey began with eggs. Nothing could prepare the children for the sound or the feelings that grew out of the small, hard parcels of life.'

Moleskine Pages - Spoiled Eggs

' This was their last chance and they'd blown it. Their eggs were spoiled...But it wasn't a surprise!'

Moleskine Diary pages Jan 2012 - A Prayer For A Dead Dictator

There are patterns and orders to life that my little brain can't begin to comprehend let alone discern. This bothers me greatly because I know the information is there but I have no means to access it. Cycles ensure that nothing is permanent : good or bad. Does this make sense to anyone else ?

Moleskine Diary pages Dec 2011 - We Sang The Dawn