Sunday, September 11, 2005

Deep Thoughts III

Sometimes the Potter's pinching and pulling hurts and I think, "God, I was so much happier when I was just a lonesome lump of clay".

But then, I catch a glimpse of my reflection in a fellow work in progress, or in the Potter's eyes, and in horror I cry, "Pinch away, God. Pinch away".

Deep Thoughts
Deep Thoughts II


ed said...

This post got a record 3 comment spams in 40, on with word verification. Think of it as a game, kids!

Rael said...

this is not comment spam!!!!!!!!!
wow dear i love that. you almost made me cry

lance said...

nice, ed. keep it up. word verification is not a bother.

lafalda said...

is that really clay, or just a melted malted milk ball? mmmb? hmmm?:)