jesus came to me tonight.
in a very rare way.
it is a sign. i'm not sure what this could possibly mean.
the story:
it was late, i was disoriented and hungry. the bag of chips on my desk looked good. despite the fact they've been there, open, for acouple days.
next thing i know i am playing with tape.
wrapping the tape around my fingers became the night's past time.
i looked down and saw a familar face.
it was jesus. in grease-stained tape.
i can't prove it by picture yet.
but one day i'll figure out how i can prove you all wrong.
it's on my computer screen right now.
i am a believer.