What would Jesus do today?

The answer is…I don’t know and that is what terrifies me the most because I am supposed to know according to my mark and stories I have too, but I don’t.

So then I think what would I personally do?

And apparently all of this, this 2 years of writing/creative madness is the only answer I flow with until a new answer comes along.


“Why did you do all this for me?’ he asked. ‘I don’t deserve it.

I’ve never done anything for you.’

‘You have been my friend,’ replied Charlotte.

‘That in itself is a tremendous thing.” 

― E.B. White, Charlotte’s Web

“A diary with no drawings of me in it?

Where are the torrid fantasies?

The romance covers?” 

― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones
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“Please read my diary, look through my things and figure me out.” 

― Kurt Cobain, Journals

“It’s a good thing most people bleed on the inside or this would be a gory, blood-smeared earth.” 

― Beatrice Sparks, Go Ask Alice

“The most extraordinary thing about writing is that when you’ve struck the right vein, tiredness goes.

It must be an effort, thinking wrong.” 

― Virginia Woolf

Numbers 23:8,23

How shall they curse, whom God hath not cursed?

or how shall they defy, whom the LORD hath not defied? …

“Only do what your heart tells you.” 

― Princess Diana

“I’d like to be a queen in people’s hearts but I don’t see myself being queen of this country.” 

― Princess Diana
Quran 100:8

And indeed he is, in love of wealth, intense.


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1 Samuel 2:2

There is none holy as the LORD: for there is none beside thee: neither is there any rock like our God.


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