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I gave the voice a name It came alive I had to try and convince myself It wasn't Me I wanted the solidification I needed it to keep from going insane Following myself, I needed a rock I know better now It came to life and expected me to believe I slayed that confused god Took a Rock and put it through his head Worthless deity Without flesh or blood I made it all possible I know it wasn't yours as your veins Motivate acid Blue and disfiguring Burns through metal He still hides in a corner Looking on, thinking "Behold, a fool. A prodigal idiot, expecting A celebration Hide the fatted calf Call his brother out of hiding We're gonna wreck this party" But the animal at my side snickered and said, "Worry not, human Your true heart beats again Your breast is ready To receive instruction and wisdom" The animal to my side confused me All the same he comforted me "Human being Accept This voice as if it were the muttering of God For it is" How deep my being How deep How stubborn and obstinate Refusing to hear Another voice Another voice to join the others To chide, scorn and mock Blowing through arid places Melting into the all in one A spirit I created and named Legion
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Apr 4, 2012
Apr 4, 2012 at 10:31 PM UTC
Conversion Experience #12 (in which Balaam's Donkey places it all in perspective)
I gave the voice a name It came alive I had to try and convince myself It wasn't Me I wanted the solidification I needed it to keep from going insane Following myself, I needed a rock I know better now It came to life and expected me to believe I slayed that confused god Took a Rock and put it through his head Worthless deity Without flesh or blood I made it all possible I know it wasn't yours as your veins Motivate acid Blue and disfiguring Burns through metal He still hides in a corner Looking on, thinking "Behold, a fool. A prodigal idiot, expecting A celebration Hide the fatted calf Call his brother out of hiding We're gonna wreck this party" But the animal at my side snickered and said, "Worry not, human Your true heart beats again Your breast is ready To receive instruction and wisdom" The animal to my side confused me All the same he comforted me "Human being Accept This voice as if it were the muttering of God For it is" How deep my being How deep How stubborn and obstinate Refusing to hear Another voice Another voice to join the others To chide, scorn and mock Blowing through arid places Melting into the all in one A spirit I created and named Legion
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Apr 4, 2012
Apr 4, 2012 at 10:31 PM UTC
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