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Must be the Spirits
Let the clocks of time head my call! I am an individual with outstanding power! I can relieve the sins of the world, and bring it away from the human heart. There is no reason to be lost in passions and misunderstanding, the truth is open to all` whom will hold high their thoughts and not flounder in front of high and mighty people. It is the voice of reason that finds his way to God; it is the mind of Experience that shows her the way. Take it not onto yourself to make sense of this life, it is filled with demons, and ghost, and spirits. People think they can walk freely from house to house without crashing into the memories of the past. The grave has taken all, and yearly we get closer to our destruction. This body we own will one day fall into disarray and confusion. Not the life we had planned on at twenty, yet life has a way of making up the rules as times move forward. There is no definite law, only the changing interpretations that we seek to fill our godless bodies with. We seek immortality; too live forever, yet we know there is only this life… Howling winds fill our imagination with screams of lost spirits, but it is only the breeze flowing between the walls of yesterday lives. People diminish as time goes on and even our memories are soon replaced by the next generation. I was infinitely mortal… You think your God will return` as have generations for thousands of years. In six thousand years, how many billions upon zillions of humans have walked this plain? Did the great minds do anything else than influence future generations? Where are the miracles in this day and age? I have not seen one, nor have you. You imagined you saw something that was not real. You desperately seek to confirm your faith by trying to convince others, and you are most happy when the ones who agree with you` are standing in front of you. However, this does not make the demon real, this does not make the ghost real, and this does not make the spirit real. People only talk with excitement, yet there is no substance to their words. Do not spend your life reading words of a depressive nature... It is a remedy for a sad heart, but it is not a fix. When you have grown tired of this false reality with its false friends, you must lie awake wondering who you really are. It is so hard to find a common ground where we can meet, and share in equal conversation. I just wanted to let you know, I will be there for you. I waited for your call, but you left me empty handed. I see you do not care to make the effort, and that is really too bad. Yet how can I blame you for your misguided youth? You believed the lies for so long, and then you learned the truth. With so much insight into this life, one would think you would always have a way out.
Thomas A Sutor P O Box 2343 Lompoc CA 93436 Rockhawk.com |
All written word is "The Opinion" of Thomas A. unless otherwise noted...
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