Random thoughts; ever collected shards of shell from the sand? You get so concentrated and focused, and no matter how similar each piece of shell looks, each is just as precious. What with the blues, blacks, purples, pearls and pinks... You go to so much care, even to get the smallest shards. But they are all beautiful.
What if each shard was a human heart? All of us lost amidst the grains of sand...
What if Jesus was the shell shard collector? I think I like that idea...
"Radio... bleed me a melody."
