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Idriss 11h
Celestial being,
in your purest form,
able to grant peace
in every storm.

Divine being,
I’m begging you, please,
bring me my lover,
end my disease.

My dear human,
with a voice so soft,
the pain you feel
I cannot cure,
for only the devil
can make it real.

Infernal creature,
born in the night,
able to curse
those who are right.

Hellish creature,
I’m begging you, please,
bring me my lover,
end my disease.

My dear human,
with a voice so harsh,
I shall grant your wish,
but at what cost you’ll find,
for nothing’s given
without a price.

My lover,
in your eyes, I see the light,
you’ve made me whole,
brought me back to life,
I finally feel alright.

My love,
I see the void in your eyes,
like the devil’s grip,
you’ve lost your light,
I wonder if you even have a soul inside.
Heaven above, the light shines through the animated branches of lively trees. In the loving rays gently moving through, I feel God’s heavenly embrace, as the trees courteously make way for heaven’s love.
No great story ever started with darkness?
Do you not know the greatest story ever told started with darkness?


Once upon a time,
Darkness plagued the land—
A great, powerful, grave darkness.
Darker than anything, man knows.
And how could he,
For man never lived in that darkness;
It was before time itself,
For there was no sun,
There was no moon,
And no stars, or plants.
There was only separation
Of the darkness and the Light.
And great was their separation,
As great chasms divide us from one another
So there was between the darkness and the Light,
But at this time darkness was known by a different name,
For it was not but the absence of light
But the absence of all that is good and holy.
It was called chaos,
For apart from the Light,
No good could be found.
And so it was,
And it was good.

Until the angels fell with thunderous rejection
Cast down from the Light,
For their hearts were filled with chaos
And hardened to fit their form.
So their hearts were set against the nature of the Light;
Their chaos was filled with murderous intent,
Hatred of their faithful kin,
And displeasure in the good nature of the Light.
And he who led them had great envy,
Desiring that the light would be his.
Plotting for glory and power
To be placed in his unfit fist,
For once he carried the Light true and pure,
But now his chaos made him unfit,
For it would disgrace the Light
And inflict wrath upon him.
For no chaos could touch the Light
Without severance of chaos,
And bound to body and mind was their chaos.
So the prince of chaos plotted for his own glory
Yet brought wrath upon him and his followers,
Mistaking what he once held to be his.

And it is this darkness that blinds us so.
Making us selfish,
Mistaking what we held, to be our own bit of light,
For only what is holy may hold light.
We, man, are nothing more than the spawn of the Light.
Who, like the accusor and his kin, chose chaos
So that we may do anything our heart desires.
And the Light, being gracious and true
Did not sever us from the light
But granted us audience through the Sacrifice
That we may reflect the Light
As we did on the day of our birth.
Version #3
If
If I could reply,
without the pain.

If I were bold,
to break these chains.

It would be as,
If I could fly,
in heaven sky,
to stop time’s sigh.
We all wish heaven, don't we?
Jaz 7d
It’s almost half past eleven,
This feels strangely like heaven.
Blink-182 playing in the background,
While we sing along in an off-key sound.
The dinner plates waiting to be put away,
I hope they can understand the delay.
God
God doesn’t cause good or bad to happen
God allows good and bad to happen
God allows his creations to cause good or bad to happen
As it serves his purpose to teach us right from wrong
For such is the will of God
Holy God and father in heaven guide me in the truth
Come what may
Graeme Feb 1
May a warm summer wind soon blow your way,
Wishing you good, luck fortune, and good day,
You now a part of the kingdom of heaven,
What a wonderful place to go and live in.

For there will be all your wildest dreams,
Nothing you thought you would ever believe.
And now that you will finally receive,
The Wonderful Kingdom of Heaven.
Written on 2015-09-18.

I randomly made this up one day. There’s no deeper meaning, it just came to me and I thought it sounded nice, so I wrote it down.
greatsloth Jan 15
If we're in our eighty's
And you thought of me
Relax and don't worry
Days have passed of me being weary

Now I'm floating, not in heaven
Nor purgatory and hell even
I'm one of the stars which the night livens
Smiling like when I was eleven.
Have you thought of it?  
Have you wondered about it?  
Pondered over it,  
Rummaged through its depths?  

See.  
Look.  
Observe.  
Understand.  

We will stand before our Creator—  
God.  
Our lives laid bare before Him.  
He sees.  
He looks.  
He observes.  

Are you worthy of life?  
Or doomed to death?  

Eternal life is real.  
Eternal death is real.  
This is no longer a joke.  
The weight of reality presses down:  
We have a Maker,  
And He will judge.  

The last days are upon us.  
Blessed are those  
Who remain faithful to the end.
It's troubling how many live their lives with no second thought. The world lives anyhow neglecting the fact a time cometh when God shall judge. It is destined for man to live once then judgment. Your life on earth determines where you will spend eternity.
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