I have had a vision of the coming of the Kingdom of God, of children’s crayons drawing upon the heart of existence, and I beheld those scribbles’ transformation to a real paradise of such innocence: blues and whites like the color of the sky, sketched by the hand of destitute babes of whom it is all the Kingdom is theirs — especially theirs. I have seen my place in Heaven, a resurrected spirit form made of storybook song, an incorruptible air that I might breathe, music that moves the soul to stratospherics. These were the good days, if I desire to recall them, and even in my deepest madness, there were days like these. In the midst of the darkest dark, an eyehole appeared where in flowed the light from far above, that never touched any polluted atmosphere, gold brightness of a warmth that spoke of good over evil, and an eternity of blessed life.
Poopie head
10:33pm wednesday, 20th july
Long Live The Wolves!
Poopie head
10:50pm wednesday, 20th july
Oh yeah, Long Live The Tigers!
Poopie head
10:51pm wednesday, 20th july
No I didn't mean that. Long live all animals.Fuck Humans.Visions of Heaven!
Poopie head
11:17pm wednesday, 20th july
Yes, I can see the wolfs heart.
poopie head
1:38am thursday, 21st july
Suffer, then Kill.
poopie head
1:40am thursday, 21st july
Do you really think your use of words matters,I crown you the son of perdition.
reflection
1:41am thursday, 21st july
So then you understand the power.
Webster
11:12pm thursday, 21st july
After returning from an extended stay involving a family matter what a relief to be back in my own humble, solitary corner; almost like a new begining.
Some of us do encounter Hell on earth, but for most of us there is the Glimmer from Above, even in our darkest times. My faith has been my inspiration, probably the only enduring consistency about me. I do not believe there are sons of hell; certainly not the sensitive, genius who resides at this site. If Reflection thinks he has the power to crown you son of perdition, then perhaps I can wish to have the power to free you from the suffering this huge burden must bring. If I only could!
Glad to know that for some of you there are changes, new job, new residence and a romantic relationship.
Reflection, I too at times have wished that I was never born, and I have hated the world for it appeared that my only place in it was to suffer. I saw the world as a cruel, hostile place and marveled in awe of those who were so effortlessly what I am not.
Still, although I have managed to work steadily for four years, I realize the delicate balance holding it all together. Recently, someone at work wanted to date me and I was too terrified to accept.
I have been successful at working and giving the outward appearance of normalcy, but it takes all my strength and resources. I am terrified that I have nothing left over for a relationship. Also terrified of the reaction and stigma once everything about me is disclosed. I also have never made a decision about children. Would it be fair to bring someone into this world who may inherit my propensities and suffer as I have? Would someone else want to take that chance with me? Sometimes, I am saddened how much energy is expended just to keep this solitary, simple, life intact. Then I have to remind myself of the darkness from which I emerged.
Poopie head