| Some thoughts � Live each day as if it was the last � Realize that nothing can be done unless God wills it � Pray as if nothing will happen unless God wills it � Realize Grace; Grace is stronger than Karma � Beg for it � Stand tall in faith � He will NOT lead anyone astray � Nothing you own did you create � Everything you have was given you by God � Everyone and everything is God�s creation � Tolerance expels sin quicker than anything � NEVER be angered � What good does it do to be mad? � Instead, be an instrument of God � Lead not astray � Be not lead astray � Contemplate what God is and your relationship to Him � Prayer is your opportunity to speak with God � Meditation is your opportunity to listen to Him � It is always better to give than to receive � Remember God gave you everything � Therefore it was never yours to begin with � Light and darkness have NOTHING in common � In God there is NO darkness � Those who live in the darkness have condemned themselves � So, live in the light with the One who is true � Rebellion against God is seer lunacy � His Grace, His warmth, His love, His salvation � All these are for the children of God � It makes no sense to rebel against Him � He will always be there for you � If you allow Him into your heart � And then, the Blood of His Son � Will wash you of your sins � Sin is anything that leads you closer to death � In God there is NO death � Only life eternal |
| The Old Oak A shivering misty cold Begins the story to be told All dark with clouds and rains The night is bringing pain Drip, drip, drip Is the only sound heard At first it�s just a whisper But closer and closer it gets crisper As the rhythmatic sound grips your soul The sight of blood drips into a bowl Dull moonlight blankets the land As the bowl weighs heavy in your hand It�s autumn when sadness comes Everything is dead or dying Even the playful cat is lying still on the ground Nothing seems to move or go around Only the dripping sound Drip, drip, drip The sound continues The old oak has shed its last leaf All the grass and all the flowers are brown with grief The musty smells aren�t a comfort And the soul has nothing left to confront Meaningless and purposeless, yet the sound goes on Nothing can be grown in this soil Its life has left into the toil Drip, drip, drip The sound doesn�t stop The quiet sound is deafening And tranquility is not hovering The old oak�s branches sway in the breeze And now it�s starting to freeze Erasure Warp the timepiece Pass through the gate Don�t bother to check your compass Cause you�ve just entered into infinity Round and square Blue and red Good and evil Now! Take back time Trace your steps Into the night But the night is day Pardon me Transgression is overcome Welcome to the void CHAOS! Lawlessness laws WAKE UP! And see the day Strong arm meets spade Soon the night will fade Beware of what you think is fun Looking East you�ll see the Sun |
 |
 |
 |