Somewhere along the line
For the man who finds religion
He will make the decision
To never publicly deny God
Now by all extended graces
There are multiplicitous places
How long the daily Trail
Where we stumble and fail
To maintain that level
As we lash out in hateful
Banishment of reason for the ungrateful
Abandoned toy car - or bicycle
When it catches the shin and then you sin
By usng God's name in spewed
“And absolutely crude - attitude
All before you even separate
Thought from brain pain and verbal stain
For the embarrassment it did instigate
Although I'm sure that the GOD
You've chosen to see in the Mind's Eye
That you have come to respect
Will have no mark against you if you gain
By those thoughts that you project
We do carry that germ of guilt
Carry okay around from all
that guilt that was built
Into those fire-and-brimstone - - toe the line
Pulling Wings off flies that I came to despise
As I struggled to put myself through those teenage years
When wearing this cover of all new senses and Sensations
Pushing me closer to that pit of fire
Where God would burn me forever like pulling Wings off flies... Forever
Through those teenage years
I guess you might say I did pay
eventually I landed in that pit
By avoiding the fire I've come to find
Bad for me... during that time it was a perfect fit
Fortunately I was able to avoid the fire
But I say to this day that being half buried in all that dirt was working out gives me my grit
The truth is I fell on my face so often
So I ate so much dirt that all I really learned
Okay eventually Was just how to spit
So a long slow climb up - many times over
Gave back that.... that time had glossed over
recognition and acceptance of my sins
In my weaker moments - of sadness my fears reappears
And that's when I finally concluded
This was not my humanity being deluded
It was simply my Humanity - my sanity being elevated
So no I do not push - I do not pull
I do not call those lost hunters a poor fool
But then nor do I hide behind my new power
My light
Want... Desire or any false Pride
In my acceptance I do not dare to see myself
By looking into someone else's eyes - and recognize
Nor will I fight... Those times when Jesus Christ or God decides to power.... up my life ...up my light
Then it is beyond me - and it is fact... Not alleged
Then with real not false Pride I let it be seen
That there does still exist - out in that Primal mist
And inside of me there still grows a healthy amount ...of holy fear...
Enough
That you would never hear me
state
that there is no God
And this brings me to a question
About the athiest
And I can't even imagine that there would be an answer
What is out there in that atheist primal mist
That drives them out to so publicly insist and in a sense
To be
acknowledging an illusion
Cannot be an entity..... Or any evil driven spirit
And many of them that I know in life and on the web
They seem to carry christian all good religions values and good - in their hearts
So I'm going to say this very day that when I first allowed the spirit that I had once abandoned reenter I could not deny that in some ways I look upon it as an insurance policy
Indeed I admit that there is part of me that would like to hide that fact part of the journey so I hide nothing I'll lay it all out to be seen
So there for my agnostics - my atheist brothers who find the need to so publicly and prominently proclaim in ways that seem but cannot be in fear of Retribution from the empty air the illusion to nothing there
so I see nothing for them to fear unless it is the very active defense that augments
Creating
what is otherwise missing
So I believe that some of them that reject but still fear some aspect some Spirit of that in the air for the very act of such exuberant denial in itself creates.... Something in the mind your silence never could.
So in a sense does that not seem to mean through.
That they insist they need
an insurance policy
if they're willing to pay a higher price
for higher premium they will
as long as they don't have to take possession.
WELl..I GUESS.!
But....
What a mess.!!
