No. 420
A new geometric design every day
One Nice Bug Per Day
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Peter Solarz

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No. 420
A new geometric design every day
Get over the sun
Yet when I surveyed all that my hands had done
and what I had toiled to achieve,
everything was meaningless, a chasing after the wind;
nothing was gained under the sun.
-Ecclesiastes 2:11
I have been crucified with Christ and I no longer live, but Christ lives in me. The life I live in the body I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me.
Galations 2:20
Do everything without complaining or arguing, so that you may become blameless and pure 'children of God without fault in a crooked and depraved generation', in which you shine like stars in the universe.
Philippians 2:14-15
However, I consider my life worth nothing to me, if only I may finish the race and complete the task the Lord Jesus has given me. The task of testifying to the Gospel of God's grace.
Acts 20:24
I am not ashamed of the Gospel, because it is the power of God for the salvation of everyone who believes- first for the Jew, then for the Gentile.
Romans 1:16
I took you from the ends of the earth, from its farthest corners I called you. I said, 'You are my servant'; I have chosen you and have not rejected you.'
Isaiah 41:9
Blessed is the one who does not walk in step with the wicked, or stand in the way that sinners take, or sit in the company of mockers, but whose delight is in the law of the Lord and who meditates on His law day and night. That person is like a tree planted by streams of water, which yields its fruit in season and whose leaf does not wither. Whatever they do prospers. Not so the wicked. They are like chaff that the wind blows away. Therefore, the wicked will not stand in the judgement, nor sinners in the assembly of the righteous. For the Lord watches over the way of the righteous, but the way of the wicked leads to destruction.
Psalm 1
“I always miss my youth until I remember the many eyes that met my eyes and how strong my gaze is now. How worked my fingers are; and how my spine does not bend for anyone or anything until the moment I want it to. I always miss my youth Until I remember how much I cherish my growth.”
— I see what I was and what I have become. nikka ursula on IG; others (via cardiamachina)
If ever I should lose my way If ever I deny Your grace Remind me of the price You paid Hallelujah I'll live in remembrance
As far as heights reach from the depths As far as east is from the west So far Your grace has carried me
Until I see You face to face Until at last I've won my race Remind me You're not finished yet
What is it like / To reach and feel something reach in response, / Desiring your desire to seek and find?
Alicia Ostriker, from The Little Space: Poems; “Cosi Fan Tutte: Of Desire and Delight,” (via violentwavesofemotion)
What do you know of loneliness? You turn on your television and find pieces of yourself in the jabbering mouths of talking faces; they laugh – you laugh they cry – you cry they think – you think they feel – you feel the same, always the same; mirrored is the image of your identification as a member of the human species, and you can feel less alien at the mere switch of a button. // What do you know of rage? You sway along when the radio plays, when singers sing you can relate; not a single song feels like s a t c n g c r h i finger – nails so in a way each song reminds you that you do in fact ( ( b e l o n g ) ) and you can feel less alien at the mere switch of a button. // What do you know of love? When you can’t differentiate between the lips you’ve tasted and the hands you’ve touched [ same // same ] [ skin on skin; ] [ p r e s s u r e ] ; when your heart is just an organ that pumps blood; when it’s all just serotonin and dopamine to the point you can be with whoever seems to be most practical at any given moment – * a movie script // sheet music you follow a standardized protocol and if you feel it no longer serves you purpose you turn it all off – at the mere switch of a button.
“On / Off Switch”, by M.A. Tempels © 2017 (via definegodliness)