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Not striving for maturity, carefulness in one’s comportment. Shaky human beings will not create an Idyllic world owing to inherent human frailty. Yet, despite this dark shadow of a natural fact, ought we not contend for care and maturity particularly regarding ourselves and others? Let’s disabuse ourselves of the credulous notion that we can achieve…
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“I love the Lord,” I heard someone proclaim. However, the question is, which one? Is it your personal version having parsed the Scripture, taking out that which suits you–all things pleasant, of course. These ready-made renditions are never severe, just, or convicting. These partial models do not inculcate a sense of shame for falling short…
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The multitude has relaxed into the “American Dream.” A somnolent state of mind exists, the basics in life provided ready-made as well as luxuries as tangible machines that do the essential work. In the same vein, we have intangible machines like entertainment and news, which have become vogue. Central government provided the structure for all…
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I have yet to hear that I should submit to being injected with a serum {DNA vaccine} because it would benefit me. No, the first thing out of someone’s mouth is an excuse why they got in line; usually owing to their grasp of the facts, their knowledge which seems to be unsurpassed. Should one…
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In an ultimate sense, and here on earth, truth is like pain. Without the power that comes from none other than Jesus Christ, truth is unbearable and therefore is to be avoided, naturally. There is a common myth that people on earth love the truth concerning all things; thus, seek it out and operate in…
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September 1929, December 7 1941, September 11 2001, December 2007. All dates that will live in infamy. Why are these dates and occurrences {only to list a comparative few} so indelible in the minds of so many Americans in particular? Tragic they are, to be sure, however there is another important element. Beforehand, portions of…
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The sum of lackluster wills Fashionably undone Ever soothing our ills, Seekers of fun From truth we run In false light – repair Subject to the baron, Of the power of the air It’s pride that kills Second to none, Oh the chills Have just begun At the point of a gun Thus we despair…
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Pa Pay those bills, Or you’re undone Use your skills Bow to the Hun, Don’t dare shun Your fiduciary duty Not for everyone The greenback boogie In the mills, A just few repugn Into the hills They will run Under threat of a gun Overcast and gloomy, Blocking the sun, The greenback boogie Decorative lies…
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Inside your mind, The terror awaits You’re left behind Liege inborn states Take pleasure in escapes, Deep is my shadow Dark amorphous shapes My trail you will follow A contract – signed Closed are the gates Without end – aligned, The feeble psyche fabricates, Descendant of primates? Perceptions ring hollow In desperate straits, My trail…
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Come peer inside, Indulge the need to hide With images and sounds True fiction abounds Passive: listen and stare Thronged by its glare Astray in blue haze Curious eyes amaze All seems so real What does it mean to feel? Seeking the false light All day and night Lost to oneself Enslaved by the ELF…
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