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[I accidentally deleted this, so now I'm reposting it] This is not an attack, it is expression. *This apparently isn't a very popular subject, but then again, when has popularity changed anyone's mind..* -- **** the 'Selective Service System'; the SSS. It's neo-conscription. FDR made us a deal we couldn't refuse which included a stipulation that about half of us still cannot refuse: Selective Service also known as Peacetime Draft But only for males. Only the males. Not the females, though. Oh, no, not the females; We need the Females to bake the next batch of mindless soldiers/housewives/neoslaves. We need the women to uphold the status-quo. We need our women to remain passive, docile, and beautiful ******* doormats for our glorious and infallible western society. We need our women to be complaint, subservient, sex-starved, archaic-gender-role embodiments. I see it as overtly 'cherry-picking' as well as misogyny both ways; sexist, selfish, and prejudiced on both sides: 'Feminists' (read: Feminazis) claim to plea for true gender equality, but here is my plea: If such is true, where then are their demands for mandatory selective service? Why do they feel above reproach when it comes to the unsavory sides of society? Why do they turn a blind eye to the ******* Draft if they ***** up such a storm about equality? Why is it not a federal offense punishable by a $250,000 fine as well as up to 5 years in prison for a female to not sign their life away to the military from when they turn 18 until at least 25? How is that 'gender equality'? Huh? They, too, are cherry-picking. -
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Dec 1, 2014
Dec 1, 2014 at 5:22 PM UTC
Selective Service (Selcetive Reverse Sexism)
[I accidentally deleted this, so now I'm reposting it] This is not an attack, it is expression. *This apparently isn't a very popular subject, but then again, when has popularity changed anyone's mind..* -- **** the 'Selective Service System'; the SSS. It's neo-conscription. FDR made us a deal we couldn't refuse which included a stipulation that about half of us still cannot refuse: Selective Service also known as Peacetime Draft But only for males. Only the males. Not the females, though. Oh, no, not the females; We need the Females to bake the next batch of mindless soldiers/housewives/neoslaves. We need the women to uphold the status-quo. We need our women to remain passive, docile, and beautiful ******* doormats for our glorious and infallible western society. We need our women to be complaint, subservient, sex-starved, archaic-gender-role embodiments. I see it as overtly 'cherry-picking' as well as misogyny both ways; sexist, selfish, and prejudiced on both sides: 'Feminists' (read: Feminazis) claim to plea for true gender equality, but here is my plea: If such is true, where then are their demands for mandatory selective service? Why do they feel above reproach when it comes to the unsavory sides of society? Why do they turn a blind eye to the ******* Draft if they ***** up such a storm about equality? Why is it not a federal offense punishable by a $250,000 fine as well as up to 5 years in prison for a female to not sign their life away to the military from when they turn 18 until at least 25? How is that 'gender equality'? Huh? They, too, are cherry-picking. -
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Such simplicity Sitting here alone writing Stupid tales for you
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Aug 10, 2014
Aug 10, 2014 at 12:16 AM UTC
Simple Haiku (SSS)
There is fire in the dance. The head of a candle burning and flickering in time to the dancer’s movement. The flame sways to and fro, responding to the dancer’s energy. Then the candle disappears. Blisters begin to bubble up upon the dancer’s skin; then fully formed explode with liquid fire. Screams of agony reverberate across her tortured flesh. Her cries go silent as the pain slowly fades. The dancer becomes a living flame. So, she dances. Each step scorching the soft ground, leaving little fires in their wake. Her legs ascend at an angle and descend in a spin. Hands clasped and rising upwards as her feet return to the earth. The fire trailing her movements like living echoes. Enflamed arms opening and closing with billows of smoke expanding around them. The ground burns beneath her feet as she leans her head back slowly. Her face consumed by the flames fury; she attempts to howl. Instead of sound, rivers of crimson liquid explode from her lips. Jets of blood red water congeal into shiny flesh. First, impressions of a face form in the flat flowing puddle of scarlet goo. Then, a neck, next something akin to limbs takes shape. The red rawness is evident but not painful, as she spews the last bits of the red liquid. Drips of crimson drops from the newly formed figure fall on the flaming dancer. The droplets sounding a soft beat and sizzle in rhythmic fashion like a drum snare; T sss T sss T sss T sss. The flaming dancer shudders in pleasure. The flames, encouraged by the dark moisture, recede then rise, as rouge vapors smoke off its’ figure. The fluid form expands further forming sinuous strands of cerise liquid hair. Pirouetting in a whirlwind fashion the dancer continues her ballet. Her leg rises again as she leans back. Her head, inches from the ground, drops liquid fire. Then she straightens her tiny flaming frame. Behind her the red watery body slides its hands across the ground, calming the flames, and leaving only scorched and sticky earth in its wake. So it goes with each movement the dancer lights the earth afire, and behind her the flames are doused. Each minute passing the fire weakens and shrinks as does the scarlet body. Until at last they embrace. The dancer’s arms rest upon her sides as the crimson liquid figure envelopes her. One more red stroke across the canvass and the figures blend perfectly. One color fading and bleeding into the next in perfect abstraction. The month long dance finally finished. The brush is rinsed then ceremoniously placed in its spot. The artist sighs, there is a slight sense of relief, for this dance is finished, but an echo of sorrow remains for this dance is finished.
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Jul 10, 2015
Jul 10, 2015 at 10:35 PM UTC
The Dance
There is fire in the dance. The head of a candle burning and flickering in time to the dancer’s movement. The flame sways to and fro, responding to the dancer’s energy. Then the candle disappears. Blisters begin to bubble up upon the dancer’s skin; then fully formed explode with liquid fire. Screams of agony reverberate across her tortured flesh. Her cries go silent as the pain slowly fades. The dancer becomes a living flame. So, she dances. Each step scorching the soft ground, leaving little fires in their wake. Her legs ascend at an angle and descend in a spin. Hands clasped and rising upwards as her feet return to the earth. The fire trailing her movements like living echoes. Enflamed arms opening and closing with billows of smoke expanding around them. The ground burns beneath her feet as she leans her head back slowly. Her face consumed by the flames fury; she attempts to howl. Instead of sound, rivers of crimson liquid explode from her lips. Jets of blood red water congeal into shiny flesh. First, impressions of a face form in the flat flowing puddle of scarlet goo. Then, a neck, next something akin to limbs takes shape. The red rawness is evident but not painful, as she spews the last bits of the red liquid. Drips of crimson drops from the newly formed figure fall on the flaming dancer. The droplets sounding a soft beat and sizzle in rhythmic fashion like a drum snare; T sss T sss T sss T sss. The flaming dancer shudders in pleasure. The flames, encouraged by the dark moisture, recede then rise, as rouge vapors smoke off its’ figure. The fluid form expands further forming sinuous strands of cerise liquid hair. Pirouetting in a whirlwind fashion the dancer continues her ballet. Her leg rises again as she leans back. Her head, inches from the ground, drops liquid fire. Then she straightens her tiny flaming frame. Behind her the red watery body slides its hands across the ground, calming the flames, and leaving only scorched and sticky earth in its wake. So it goes with each movement the dancer lights the earth afire, and behind her the flames are doused. Each minute passing the fire weakens and shrinks as does the scarlet body. Until at last they embrace. The dancer’s arms rest upon her sides as the crimson liquid figure envelopes her. One more red stroke across the canvass and the figures blend perfectly. One color fading and bleeding into the next in perfect abstraction. The month long dance finally finished. The brush is rinsed then ceremoniously placed in its spot. The artist sighs, there is a slight sense of relief, for this dance is finished, but an echo of sorrow remains for this dance is finished.
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i-iii-i i-i-iii can't let me catch my breath and get back to you she whispered a secret into my hair ruffled it like she does my skin burned beneath her touch ccc-c-can you not? sshhhh she said it's okay no it's not if i could only say the words sss--sst-- what was that, honey? ss--ssto you're a snake? no stop.
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Dec 18, 2014
Dec 18, 2014 at 1:22 AM UTC
stutter
come animals you have no rights; what rights can you have? when the Almighty Lord has said you are but food for man for man is given dominion over all things come animals you have no rights; so come willingly and with a broad smile and grin to lay down your lives for man’s potbellies; come animals with gratitude for you are the Lord’s sweet and delicious creatures come with glad hearts and a happy song no: moo, moo, moo no: baa, baa, baa… no: **** a doodle doo no: bow, wow, wow no: oink, oink, oink no: sss, sss, ssss no: meow, meow, meow but happily altogether now you shall sing: Merrily, merrily we serve mankind with a hee, hee, hee and a ha, ha, ha Merrily, merrily we lay our lives so that man’s potbellies be filled and the Lord’s will be done
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Sep 26, 2010
Sep 26, 2010 at 10:16 PM UTC
human kindness
Rivers dry up, except The Mississippi. If/When That particular long and wide And fat and deep Body of Wa-Wa Completely dries up, The World, as SK Was fond of saying of Roland of Gilead and the Shadowed Spire, "Has moved on." Monstrous Glaciers partied hard inda MIDWEST! For, like, endless freezing Nights and equally Chill-laxing daze, Man! Man? Dude! Dudes? Little dudes With spears takin' on The Mammoths! No WAY! Way. They'll not outlive and OutLAST US, My Frozen Bros! (But we had fire, the roasting Kind and the hot burning Coals within our spirit, Fire to perpetuate our Species through endlessly Cold nights and days) Whoo-Hooo! Dude! You plowed DEEP last night, Bro! What's that stuff on yer Brow. Sweat? Hey is it me or is it Hot in here? Dudes? We're like SMALLER Irregardless, or Re, the You SSS of A has a large dent In its midsection. Because those partying Glaciers were forced back Into polar hiding, shedding Great earthen chunks of their Fatty selves, carving and Slashing The most fertile watershed In the country. Their ageless and Timeless enemy, that Bright Yellow Orb, Opened its great Cyclopean eye, and Focused, yet again, Blessed rays of light Heat, and life. The melting... Water lying on the ground, Unsure? How about we start a Pool? I bet it'll pay Off to flow on not-flat ground, the Pool collapses and begins flowing With purpose, streaming Together as a larger Body of water: The Miss 'Sippi. Any number of Numberless great and lesser Lakes up North Decided to be hole- Y. Gravity Did the rest.
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Apr 26, 2014
Apr 26, 2014 at 4:57 PM UTC
Mrs. Sippi and the Party-Dude Glaciers
Rivers dry up, except The Mississippi. If/When That particular long and wide And fat and deep Body of Wa-Wa Completely dries up, The World, as SK Was fond of saying of Roland of Gilead and the Shadowed Spire, "Has moved on." Monstrous Glaciers partied hard inda MIDWEST! For, like, endless freezing Nights and equally Chill-laxing daze, Man! Man? Dude! Dudes? Little dudes With spears takin' on The Mammoths! No WAY! Way. They'll not outlive and OutLAST US, My Frozen Bros! (But we had fire, the roasting Kind and the hot burning Coals within our spirit, Fire to perpetuate our Species through endlessly Cold nights and days) Whoo-Hooo! Dude! You plowed DEEP last night, Bro! What's that stuff on yer Brow. Sweat? Hey is it me or is it Hot in here? Dudes? We're like SMALLER Irregardless, or Re, the You SSS of A has a large dent In its midsection. Because those partying Glaciers were forced back Into polar hiding, shedding Great earthen chunks of their Fatty selves, carving and Slashing The most fertile watershed In the country. Their ageless and Timeless enemy, that Bright Yellow Orb, Opened its great Cyclopean eye, and Focused, yet again, Blessed rays of light Heat, and life. The melting... Water lying on the ground, Unsure? How about we start a Pool? I bet it'll pay Off to flow on not-flat ground, the Pool collapses and begins flowing With purpose, streaming Together as a larger Body of water: The Miss 'Sippi. Any number of Numberless great and lesser Lakes up North Decided to be hole- Y. Gravity Did the rest.
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ee eee ee ee eee t tttt tt tt taa. aa aaa ai ii ii i i inn nn n nn n oo. oo o oo ssss sss rr rrr rr lll ld. dd dh h h hcc cu u u mm mf fp pyy gg. w v b.
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Mar 7, 2011
Mar 7, 2011 at 8:44 AM UTC
kx jqz?
A slice o’ pie ya cut me a slice 'o yer liljeeezus pie, a religious high, - "oh my oh my," ya pour me jug, o' yer godly whine, inebriation fer the disinclined, ya sugar it, with sweet salvation roast me 'bout my masurbation, cream it off with liberation -- all ya needs my soul donation, but I'll not eat yer pie - yer religious lie, 'bout some meta -- weelllll -- sss-super guy, Alan nettleton.
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Apr 29, 2010
Apr 29, 2010 at 9:34 PM UTC
A slice o’ pie
You remind me of the living, breathing..... ( ( (s t r u g g l e) ) ) within my mind constantly. I can relate to your questions and fears, outcasts' s ' sss tearss' s''s'' ' ' But there is a light, oh man, there is a light so bright that will release so much energy into this universe one day we may find ourselves in a similar utopia. I promise you it's there, inside you. The answers are out there, you're very close. Much closer than I was at your age. Simply believe in yourself......
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Apr 10, 2012
Apr 10, 2012 at 11:25 PM UTC
Dear Madds,
be _ ginnings arethebest ...the spinning swell of joy. in. your. chest. the hours con((sum))ed by thoughts,...she/ and /you pinS. Sss and g _ lass workingupto a 》》kiss reading ev\er\\y mo ve me n.  t dizzy in-the-bliss The plung@ing thro>>ugh ...places so Un//shown Un _ sure Un _ seen Un ^^^^imaginable  Un~ known and you knot your. whole. existence; in an         ti           ci              pa                     ........tion of _  her _  lips Fingers slow》ly.  edg》ing closer press. Your. thumbs. Into. her. _  _  _  hips You'd/say/anything to see¡ that¡ smile¡ ...how; her laugh can-make-your-day And her e y e s will make you w^o^n^d^e^r If you'll ....everseeanother c o l o r.......a/gain
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Jan 29, 2016
Jan 29, 2016 at 7:11 PM UTC
//hello
how i wish you would{n't} call your voice 》shoves 》me 《back《 livingroom\ _waltzes\\ _ _ [ed> ray > amos] ~singing ~our ~songs Tuesday ○pancakes○ &you; inthosetiiiiIiiiinyshorts Sundays _ trippin' _ in _ the _ sand waves&clouds; snuggledupintowels cho/k/ing°° on° laughs° as umbrellas wisSsk byyyyyyyyyyy all. that. slow. lovin. <inourcozysheets> & your breath [onme] was all. i. could. ever. need. it | was | just | a moment ago i swear; when-you-call [mydarlingsweetestlove] it's {no} hellllllll - p At. All.
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Aug 20, 2016
Aug 20, 2016 at 2:20 AM UTC
sta{y} in t{ouch}
It's not hard to enter a house quietly in the dark when weary and drunk with beer cans swinging in a bag clunk, clunk, clunk, and a takeaway box awkwardly tucked under one arm while teeth clamp keys on a ring jingle, jingle-ling. When you have to hold up the wall in case it should fall and the light switch mysteriously shifted further and further along. And you can't escape the tune, but forget the name of the song something like “la-de-la-la da-dum, dum **** It's not hard to enter a house quietly in the dark when you live alone, But, If you don't others will soon bawl shout and moan “Will yah, keep it down; what time d'you call this?” It's then you find yourself giggling at a joke just understood ...hisss—sss-sss s....sss....s.
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Nov 23, 2014
Nov 23, 2014 at 6:53 PM UTC
Returning
I’m looking at your mouth you’re looking at me, my fingers curled around the blunt your plug has graded as a “pearl” we’re passing notes with her eyes and you’re playing it cool, that is until your eyebrows give you away – springing up towards your skull. I find an excuse to say **** so you’re thinking of mine as I push wet fruit between my lips, still hot from the smoldering I sense the very moment everyone else in the room catches onto our game. lowering my gaze as a hit goes straight to my face the smoke clears my fingers linger dangling the roach over your water glass I let it fall Ash hisses as if to whisper “it’sss cassshh.”
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Jul 18, 2017
Jul 18, 2017 at 4:01 AM UTC
Cherry picker
Rushing to follow Man with a black jacket, grey trousers On an empty street haste his walk is Couldn't yell How can I tarnish my dignity Only crush Ive ever had Tip toe running to catch up I remember his smile Among his friends, he was majesty His walk was glamorous The only time we cross paths He inquired 'Is this the dining hall ? " Stummering A talent I wasn't born with nor knew of Y..e..sss ahmm oh, definitely, dinning yea. YES Never forgiven myself Two years since I see his back am sure his the one I vow to confess today Before lights turn red Ran Grabbed his hand_ excuse me At the zebra cross he turned A mistaken identity Sight in disbelief Heart in agony Mind in recess I thought I saw
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Mar 12, 2025
Mar 12, 2025 at 4:08 PM UTC
I thought I saw
SSSS SSSSSSSS SSSSS S S S SS S SSSSSSS S S SS SSSSSSSSSS S S S SS S S SS S S SS S S SS S SSS S S S S S S SSSSS SS S S S SS S S S S SSS SS SS S S S S S S S SS S SSSSSS S S SS S S SS SSS SS S S S S S SSS S S S S S S SS S SSS SS S S SS SS S S S S S S SS S S S S S
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Jun 23, 2015
Jun 23, 2015 at 3:24 PM UTC
SSS
Slowly proceeding toward substantial studying Currently satiating sorrow and sadness with scores of sullen sonnets...
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Feb 8, 2014
Feb 8, 2014 at 8:15 PM UTC
Sss
it's a story of girl meets boy, who's reading milan kundera's the unbearable lightness of being, girl falls in love, boy laments this falling in love with a wish to be dead, girl ***** the boy's high-school friend and asks the friend to **** the boy in a cunning and sophisticated way, the ****** fails, boy lives on, picks up a girl in a park drinking beer, seduces her for a **** when she forgets miles davis' kind of blue, and listening to michael greilsammer's הוריי שלי (https://goo.gl/DZlekQ) gives sway, they **** celibacy of the boy abolished, more fingers on the hand than ***** for 8 years counting, walking home in the cold night the girl from the park drowns in the boy's jacket, in terms of fraction three fifths his size; concerning title? i don't know where to cut-in or cut-off from he (heh), shin (sheen), or any other hebrew letter is, for if in the case of vav (ו) the breath is in ***** of the sound where is the incision for a phonetic unit of speech to begin or end, akin to greek alpha and omega, so too with the hebrew examples ש (shin, not s) and ל (lamed, el or la ahmed)? i.e. you say omega, but only utter o, you say alpha but only utter a, beta but on b etc. so when giving nouns to units of sounds, expanding a into alpha aleph, d into delta daleth, b into beta and beth... how then uncouple the unit of sound from the noun and couple it into a word that deviates from noun? we can sit all day musing this... the existential philosophers philosophising with the syllables ego... and i with snoring snorkelling (zzz)... if ever the serpent slept (sss sizing up a psst) for man awake then the serpent endeavours his chance to sleep, brought on by digestion.
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Jan 27, 2016
Jan 27, 2016 at 8:14 PM UTC
הוריי שלי (hvryy sh'ly)
it's a story of girl meets boy, who's reading milan kundera's the unbearable lightness of being, girl falls in love, boy laments this falling in love with a wish to be dead, girl ***** the boy's high-school friend and asks the friend to **** the boy in a cunning and sophisticated way, the ****** fails, boy lives on, picks up a girl in a park drinking beer, seduces her for a **** when she forgets miles davis' kind of blue, and listening to michael greilsammer's הוריי שלי (https://goo.gl/DZlekQ) gives sway, they **** celibacy of the boy abolished, more fingers on the hand than ***** for 8 years counting, walking home in the cold night the girl from the park drowns in the boy's jacket, in terms of fraction three fifths his size; concerning title? i don't know where to cut-in or cut-off from he (heh), shin (sheen), or any other hebrew letter is, for if in the case of vav (ו) the breath is in ***** of the sound where is the incision for a phonetic unit of speech to begin or end, akin to greek alpha and omega, so too with the hebrew examples ש (shin, not s) and ל (lamed, el or la ahmed)? i.e. you say omega, but only utter o, you say alpha but only utter a, beta but on b etc. so when giving nouns to units of sounds, expanding a into alpha aleph, d into delta daleth, b into beta and beth... how then uncouple the unit of sound from the noun and couple it into a word that deviates from noun? we can sit all day musing this... the existential philosophers philosophising with the syllables ego... and i with snoring snorkelling (zzz)... if ever the serpent slept (sss sizing up a psst) for man awake then the serpent endeavours his chance to sleep, brought on by digestion.
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Out of the blackness milky-white eminence rises omphalos umbilus of the world dripping venom and solace in equal doses Is not creation myth of sunrise or moondance ****** charge of being connection of ether asserted from nothing Uncoiled sss thick body glowing colour grey black edged scales vast hood of metallic green lozenge flanked by blind yellow flash Out of blackness the milky rainbowed cobra source of destruction of chaos of growth
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Apr 10, 2016
Apr 10, 2016 at 8:10 AM UTC
Cobra
slightly sobbing   silently
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Jan 23, 2015
Jan 23, 2015 at 10:50 PM UTC
SsS
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Nov 30, 2018
Nov 30, 2018 at 12:40 AM UTC
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Jun 17, 2014
Jun 17, 2014 at 6:55 PM UTC
The truest thing I've ever said
Okay church,now let's get in formation. Prove to him you've got some cooperation. And as I speak these words from the depths of my heart,quite loud and clear Please,be not filled with fear It might seem queer but I tell you now It's only Jesus who can help you here The bible says we ought to love one another, embrace one another and encourage one another But see,just the other day,I saw another gossiping bout the other It came not as a surprise to me that we churchgoers say such slanderous words about our fellow brothers But what is saddening is how we tryna act all holy, quoting all bible verses quoting O Christ Jesus Nyasha and Kamo over there being the first one to state the ten commandments! Rise and shine,sleeping church! We are blinded by the world's behaviour We are deceived by the world animosity We are lured by the world's conformity Don't be swayed,let's set our own standards and be our own people. Jesus says,we are a peculiar people,a chosen generation,a royal priesthood. Rise and shine,sleeping church! Don't you ever feel guilty that Jesus Christ died on the cross of calvary for you and me. For you and me to be who we were meant to be. For you and me to gaze at this marvelous creation so we may be a peculiar people in this blasphemous nation For you and me to be adorned in the finest of jewels,shoes and dresses so that when our enemies look at us,they see God's good grace'sss. Rise and shine,sleeping church! Jesus promises us an eternal home up with him. A heavenly future. Okay church,now let's get in formation. Prove to him you've got some cooperation.
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Aug 1, 2018
Aug 1, 2018 at 6:03 PM UTC
Rise and shine,sleeping church!
Okay church,now let's get in formation. Prove to him you've got some cooperation. And as I speak these words from the depths of my heart,quite loud and clear Please,be not filled with fear It might seem queer but I tell you now It's only Jesus who can help you here The bible says we ought to love one another, embrace one another and encourage one another But see,just the other day,I saw another gossiping bout the other It came not as a surprise to me that we churchgoers say such slanderous words about our fellow brothers But what is saddening is how we tryna act all holy, quoting all bible verses quoting O Christ Jesus Nyasha and Kamo over there being the first one to state the ten commandments! Rise and shine,sleeping church! We are blinded by the world's behaviour We are deceived by the world animosity We are lured by the world's conformity Don't be swayed,let's set our own standards and be our own people. Jesus says,we are a peculiar people,a chosen generation,a royal priesthood. Rise and shine,sleeping church! Don't you ever feel guilty that Jesus Christ died on the cross of calvary for you and me. For you and me to be who we were meant to be. For you and me to gaze at this marvelous creation so we may be a peculiar people in this blasphemous nation For you and me to be adorned in the finest of jewels,shoes and dresses so that when our enemies look at us,they see God's good grace'sss. Rise and shine,sleeping church! Jesus promises us an eternal home up with him. A heavenly future. Okay church,now let's get in formation. Prove to him you've got some cooperation.
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Dec 9, 2015
Dec 9, 2015 at 5:55 PM UTC
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