Incredible coincidences make you wonder. There was once when I was in a Korean Catholic church in Seoul, the one I attended pretty much every Sunday. It was one of those moments in the service when we were standing, my aunt and I, the aunt at whose house I had been living in. I looked down, and saw some coherent scratchings in the wood: we were inscribed there, written there in Korean, on top of the pews, drawn in unmistakeable letters: my name, and my aunt’s, exactly in the right position as to set these places for the both of us. Weird, wasn’t it? I didn’t think much about it at the time, and then I wondered something, what that meant; it was almost as if God was telling us, we were written in the Book of Life, that these names in the wood marked our places in Heaven. As I have written before, seeing as how these kind of things happen: it would be irrational of me not to believe. Science can lead to the miraculous.
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8:29pm thursday, 31st january
This morning I was woken up by a womans voice that said "secret spot".My body then went into an extreme euphouria for about 10 seconds.That stuff used to freak me out in the old days, but doesn't bother me anymore.Just the powers that be playing their games.Hey, its better than the nightmare I'm accustomed to so often, so I can't complain.
....On another note, I've made a deep commitment to stop drinking (no more waging war on myself), so no more drunken philosophical posts Stand. Although when I go back and read some of the stuff I've wrote during a blackout, I must admit its pretty funny. Good luck, I'll stop in every once in awhile to see whats going on in your brain.
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