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For_Never Member
since 1999-10-27
Posts 125Cincinnati, oh, United States of America |
and so we are begining, and hope to ascend Jacob's latter strung, with callousness we rend. And the war of the mind, cold and grey, running forth from a river, meant for us, a pale steed rising, fleeing from the day.... ....and the stable yard ar full of lies and truths yet untold. and for all who want to cry, tell them. and those against one who tries, fight them and for those who attempt to, help them for all who come, shall not fall but for those that run, he is waiting. The scyth is swinging, cutting like a knife. Souls are bleeding crying in vain-Belov'ed not found changed within, alls lost again. The pain begins. The pagans cry not alone for the song sings to the soul, and the soul spekas to all.... The dance remains the same, only the dancers change. The forest is burning and we are the flame who knows why we are so ...but forever we will.. of this we know... Edward A. Beerman 11-96 |
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merlynh Member
since 1999-09-26
Posts 411deer park, wa |
The only reason I read you post is because it had zero by it. I know that if no one lives a post you'll never know if anyone even read what you wrote. I was surpized at the subject matter and was moved. It is so much what the bible says about burning the crop and sorting out the weeds. Heavy stuff. What really happens in our minds and beliefs. Thank you for shareing. |
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