Pyro
Bluelighter
It's all about you. I have been revealed. I have been turned inside out. Only a small, quiet place do I keep fully to myself and her (wherever she is now). Forever I have left that self-indulgent pain behind me.
That river of blood. That wretched existence that stifled me at every turn. I turn to it and spit on it and do a back flip over it. I pour the gasoline and flick the lit match into the puddle that drowns it to death. That terrible, destructive, heart wrenching pain did nothing but ruin me. I refuse it. I will to have no part in it. It is my only desire to live life free.
Did I do it on my own? No. Am I complete now? I can always add to this creation. Did God help? It was all God. I did nothing but believe.
"How sad it is that he was too weak to do it on his own. He had to resort to that primal 'God' idea"
How sad for you my friends, that you have no hope. Your future is limited in your mind to what takes place in the here and now. How sad to live a life always remembering that you are alone, without a reason, without a purpose. How sad it is to see people become more and more self-destructive, in the name of comfort and contentedness, not even knowing the damage they are doing to themselves.
"Who is *he* to say that I am damaging myself?"
I look into your eyes and I listen to your voice. I ask you questions and I listen to your answers and how you avoid the deeper issues. I understand what you cover up. I understand what your masks look like - You know, the ones with the happy faces painted on them? The masks with the semblence of peace etched into the plastic. I understand, because I have been there. I've been there to the depths with the deepest. I look back into those same eyes and as I love myself, I give to you the same love.
"This is the way of life I have choosen, you can't possibly claim that your choice is the best"
If you struggle with what I say, about Jesus Christ being who he said he was, then I wonder why you struggle so hard? I wonder if it is some kind of subconsious knowledge of Christ being the way, the truth, and the life. I know because I have the comparison, I have the notes. From my past, and from the here and now. I wonder if you've ever looked up the evidence supporting the claim to divinity Christ took? I wonder if you've ever seen the arguments of the theologians that have been studying this topic for 20 or more years? I wonder why you haven't been shown this information?
Is your mind under the control of this world? This world tells you that whatever path you take, it's "All good". As long as you find some kind of happiness, any kind of happiness will do. The more genuine the better... JUST DON'T BELIEVE IN CHRIST - that would be foolish and stupid and ignorant and.... ... ...
Pyro - Always the rebel against the world, you know me.
note: our decisions are our own. The innermost center of my being I have given sole control over to Jesus Christ. He leads the direction of my life. He teaches me every lesson I learn. I have never been as inspired as I am recently. I have never felt more comfort. I have never felt so confident in anything I have ever experienced, until now.
That river of blood. That wretched existence that stifled me at every turn. I turn to it and spit on it and do a back flip over it. I pour the gasoline and flick the lit match into the puddle that drowns it to death. That terrible, destructive, heart wrenching pain did nothing but ruin me. I refuse it. I will to have no part in it. It is my only desire to live life free.
Did I do it on my own? No. Am I complete now? I can always add to this creation. Did God help? It was all God. I did nothing but believe.
"How sad it is that he was too weak to do it on his own. He had to resort to that primal 'God' idea"
How sad for you my friends, that you have no hope. Your future is limited in your mind to what takes place in the here and now. How sad to live a life always remembering that you are alone, without a reason, without a purpose. How sad it is to see people become more and more self-destructive, in the name of comfort and contentedness, not even knowing the damage they are doing to themselves.
"Who is *he* to say that I am damaging myself?"
I look into your eyes and I listen to your voice. I ask you questions and I listen to your answers and how you avoid the deeper issues. I understand what you cover up. I understand what your masks look like - You know, the ones with the happy faces painted on them? The masks with the semblence of peace etched into the plastic. I understand, because I have been there. I've been there to the depths with the deepest. I look back into those same eyes and as I love myself, I give to you the same love.
"This is the way of life I have choosen, you can't possibly claim that your choice is the best"
If you struggle with what I say, about Jesus Christ being who he said he was, then I wonder why you struggle so hard? I wonder if it is some kind of subconsious knowledge of Christ being the way, the truth, and the life. I know because I have the comparison, I have the notes. From my past, and from the here and now. I wonder if you've ever looked up the evidence supporting the claim to divinity Christ took? I wonder if you've ever seen the arguments of the theologians that have been studying this topic for 20 or more years? I wonder why you haven't been shown this information?
Is your mind under the control of this world? This world tells you that whatever path you take, it's "All good". As long as you find some kind of happiness, any kind of happiness will do. The more genuine the better... JUST DON'T BELIEVE IN CHRIST - that would be foolish and stupid and ignorant and.... ... ...
Pyro - Always the rebel against the world, you know me.
note: our decisions are our own. The innermost center of my being I have given sole control over to Jesus Christ. He leads the direction of my life. He teaches me every lesson I learn. I have never been as inspired as I am recently. I have never felt more comfort. I have never felt so confident in anything I have ever experienced, until now.
