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Washed in the blood of the Lamb. My life is for Him. For evey fear and doubt, I dare to say I can. For every sin-soaked dust-ling, He exchanges His own beauty. For every healing, I sing. It is my rightful duty. There are no words, I ask myself "Why am I writing?". Maybe it's to encourage those who use love as their weapon for fighting.

Saturday, October 11, 2008

Complicated

8/22/08

-Complicated-

Life is simpleGod is the King of the universe
I was born
I will live
I will die
The crooked shadows of in-betweens and crevices exaggerate life's occasional cracks in the pavement

I use to believe in grayness
That the world should be scoped through the monocle of ambiguity
Everyone has their own little precious opinions and electrified notions of life
People create their own mental Frankensteins by gathering various philosophical limbs from old graves in hopes of making a monster argument that's pro-gray

The result is dead talk and living ignorance
This brand of ignorance ignores the truth while accumulating false gods:Divorce, teen-pregnancy, rape, long-lost fathers, drunkenness, thievery, self-loathing, bankruptcy, overdraft fees, morbid obesity, cliques, fake friends, AIDS, and six-figure crack heads...just to name a few

Now, yes now
Birth seems so long ago now when the weight of mistakes or lack of faith pulls the plug on your freak-show philosophy
It's atrocious, honestly
How completely complicated we make life out to be
When really...life is about obedience

Black and white
To whom you claim yourself a slave determines the shade of life
Beware of self
Self just insists on making things complicated

~Sarae

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