Clutter Bluster

Lord I am a minimalist you know this, in all things I carry the irreducible minimum, in prayer I use short words, in silence I remain silent, the interiority of my life is uncluttered – no doctrinal influences fill the shelves of my heart, no bitterness is loaded in the dishwasher of my heart.
My mind though needs to go through a spin cycle to get to the essence of the research I am conducting.
The house I am positioned in is weak at the knees with all the books I carry with me.
The cup – my old boss got me to do the cup thing years ago – oh how I have changed I embrace the cup now, less so before.