This book isn't all about me. My goodness You are me silly My image is yours and yours is mine. Who am I for? I'm for all of me, and that's who I'm going for every season. This journey is never ending. Soul, keep focus and alert, and yeah I know it hurts dealing with these heated Emotions Just know you and I are breathing the same air and walking above ground receiving an allowance I call peace for every work we do while wearing these clothes. Clothes? What clothes? What you talking about these nice sneakers I have on? And this coat I'm wearing? No Silly I'm talking about you Well then let's talk about me? What I am saying is that you are not flesh? Then what am I? You are spirit. This body of flesh is sort a like for example a car. You know when you get into a nice car. Eyes only see how beautiful and how clean it is on the outside right? Right? I tell you when the driver of that car gets out wearing filthy visible clothes. Those minds that were once in awe of the car are now really, really stunned because that person is covered in dirt coming out of a brand new car. | My Journal by Jason H. King, Paperback | Indigo Chapters