Hope drives away despair, just like light erases darkness
John Whittemore
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Physician and Writer. You may know me from Twitter @John_Whittemore
My novel “The Making Of The World” is represented by Talcott-Notch Literary Agency.
I can’t bear to lose you again
I wish I could rewrite your story. You put the gun in your mouth but instead it misfired. You called me back and said you were sorry. You lived to be old. You were beautiful and good.
If I could write that it feels like I could keep you alive, but I'm not good enough a writer.
I miss you so much already
May all of your suffering be a prelude to joy…
So much of life feels like throwing a party where everyone RSVPs but no one shows up
Just finished a short story.
Tomorrow it will be time to reread it with fresh eyes and decide if it's worth editing to the point that others can read
We look into each other’s eyes and believe we understand that which is looking back at us, but we do not...
We are gazing into a mystery that may only known through reverence and love.
The world is flooding with rage bait. They want us all convinced that we are surrounded by enemies who must be destroyed before they destroy us.
Instead choose peace…
“Love your enemies. Pray for those who persecute you.”
I care about too many people, so life is a constant heartache.
I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Atlanta in September
I still think of you
What ever happened to free spirits?
Backyard urban farming
All the agonies were just so we could finally recognize the glory
We all love severely flawed people.
This is the nature of love.
We live in a world that buries us in distractions to protect us from the spiritual agonies of being lost and saved.
I need no more noise… Give me quiet agonies instead.
A little chaos is good for the soul
The biggest trick the devil ever pulled was assuring us we could change the world.
We can only change ourselves.
We bragged on our sins
…and then wondered why we hurt all the people we ever loved.