Why a face with eyes of azure? Staring gates of open pleasure. Why the sound of whistling, whining, soft and high, low and dying? Why the grasp of understanding with lips and tongue all underlying? Why smell's sense of familiarity, pleasant, pungent, and vulgarity? Why expression, eye brows, forehead? Written, scribbled, self-suggestive. Oh, the
(This is a poetic-didactic story similar to and inspired by John Bunyan's Pilgrim's Progress and The Life and Death of Mr. Badman. I'm writing it primarily for my family, but would you like me to complete this and publish it? Please comment if you wish. Thank you. The Lord bless it to your hearing.). There
Where I've been, what I saw, where I want to be.
Oh Lord come quickly! Oh time draw near! We bear our cross through trials severe.
What's the most evil action you can think of? What would you call a person who commits that action for profit and for an ideology that they don't even understand because they don't believe there's a supernatural source of that ideology?
The Nine Worthies. The Pagans: Hector, Alexander the Great and Julius Caesar. The Jews: Joshua, King David and Judas Maccabee. The Christians: King Arthur, Charlemagne and Godfrey of Bouillon.
You just confessed To a murder that you committed You’ve made a mess Your freedom has been forfeited...
I want to look around and write something To hear the sounds, and write something To see the crowds and writes something To reach the clouds so that I can write something
“Death has been yours, Given by fate, Death has been yours, Korpis to date Death has been yours,
There is yet one man by whom we may inquire of the Lord, Micaiah the son of Imlah; but I hate him, for he never prophesies good concerning me, but always evil.” -King Ahab
