So, on your journey, the sky darkens. Thunder rolls and lightning turns from the light flashes between clouds, to devastating ground strikes. So close, you feel the hair on your arms and neck stand on end with the electrical charge in the air.
Behind you is safety, ahead of you is the heart of the storm.
Turn around and go back? Find shelter and wait, knowing that the storm will catch up to you eventually?
Or do you stay the course? Do you drive forward, wipers slapping away the rain furiously, lightning closing in, the wind and thunder shaking your vehicle?
Drive on, fellow travelers. No matter where you are, there will be storms.
And you will find yourselves cleaned and restored after coming through them.
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Heart of the storm's the best place to be: http://www.iscribble.net/gallery/drawing675087-The-Lightning-Sage.html
"Damn the torpedos, full speed ahead!" -USN Admiral Farragut, Mobile, Alabama, August 5th 1864.
Onward, onward
Though the tempest roar
My dog decided that she was terrified of thunder. When we had a storm, I would go out when the lightning flashed and growl through the thunder, then snort at it and walk away. She picked up on it pretty fast, now it doesn't bother her. She might pick her head up and growl at the first few claps, but no more terrifies cowering and whining.
Kyle, that is officially the cutest story of the day, darlin'.
Some think inside the box, some outside. I have become one with the box. Existing neither outside nor inside. Or maybe I'm just a little weird and have too much time on my hands. Either way, I get stuff done. :)
Dunno, if I saw that shit I'd turn my happy ass around go the fuck back. That's God sending a message right there. One you shouldn't ignore.
Sometimes, like now, the storm has too much bullshit to deal with.
No end in sight.
Fuck it.
Bob
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