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Jul 2018
You’re blind. You can’t think for yourself. You’ve become a puppet, a doll, who cannot think for itself and needs someone to pull your strings. Swing to the left, swing to the right, that’s it, come on follow me and you’ll have something to cherish for life.

I want to be free and so I tug on my strings roughly.

SNAP

Uh oh, you angered one of your masters. Suffer the consequences alone.

Snap
Snap
Snap

Three more strings have been broken. Oh boy, you’re in trouble now. You’re losing the people who matter so much to you because you want your own way. You will suffer alone because you’re one of a kind. A doll made of something priceless, but your environment tarnished you. You’ve made them control you.

S N A P!

All at one, the strings broke and my world turned from darkness to light. I clenched my fingers feeling their freedom.

Come my child, follow me and I will give your peace.

Said the voice above me. Though I could not see Him, I felt his presence, His comfort. I tried so hard to look for satisfaction in life, in the people around me, but I realized. . . I was a child of a king who was released from the lifeless puppet I called comfort. God, you are my everything.
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