a snapshot of a fragment of where i am right now

i find myself totally inadequate for writing about the big things. i am afraid to write about things that i know are common to all humanity, like the problem of suffering and justice. the problem of a good and merciful God and a shitty world where everyone suffers and nobody is able to and/or nobody cares enough to do anything about it. i find myself struggling to bestow wisdom when i am totally unwise. that's really it i think. i want to fix it, or to make it palatable, but i can produce nothing without cliche. it seems wise to say there are no answers sometimes, but now i think that's just a prideful way of saying that i have no answers.