No I haven't fallen off the face of the earth.

Came pretty close though. I could see it in front of me, like the guy in "The god's must be crazy" when he throws the coke bottle over a waterfall. My view of the horizon was obscured by clouds. Clouds and Mist.

I've been praying for hope to be tangible. Like something that I could turn over in my hand. So I could feel the texture with my fingers and know for certain that it was real.

I'm having a hard time with it lately. Faith and hope, hope and faith. They co-exist like 2 sides of the same 45'.

Which left first, the hope or the faith? It's getting hard to tell, because my view is so obscured.

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