Post by Revvie® on Sept 27, 2007 11:27:38 GMT -5
Job
Chapter 1:1-12
1 There was a man in the land of Uz, whose name was Job; and that man was perfect and upright, and one that feared God, and eschewed evil.
2 And there were born unto him seven sons and three daughters.
3 His substance also was seven thousand sheep, and three thousand camels, and five hundred yoke of oxen, and five hundred she asses, and a very great household; so that this man was the greatest of all the men of the east.
4 And his sons went and feasted in their houses, every one his day; and sent and called for their three sisters to eat and to drink with them.
5 And it was so, when the days of their feasting were gone about, that Job sent and sanctified them, and rose up early in the morning, and offered burnt offerings according to the number of them all: for Job said, It may be that my sons have sinned, and cursed God in their hearts. Thus did Job continually.
6 ¶ Now there was a day when the sons of God came to present themselves before the LORD, and Satan came also among them.
7 And the LORD said unto Satan, Whence comest thou? Then Satan answered the LORD, and said, From going to and fro in the earth, and from walking up and down in it.
8 And the LORD said unto Satan, Hast thou considered my servant Job, that there is none like him in the earth, a perfect and an upright man, one that feareth God, and escheweth evil?
9 Then Satan answered the LORD, and said, Doth Job fear God for nought?
10 Hast not thou made a hedge about him, and about his house, and about all that he hath on every side? thou hast blessed the work of his hands, and his substance is increased in the land.
11 But put forth thine hand now, and touch all that he hath, and he will curse thee to thy face. Rev. 12.10
12 And the LORD said unto Satan, Behold, all that he hath is in thy power; only upon himself put not forth thine hand. So Satan went forth from the presence of the LORD.
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Blood of the lamb washes over the face but the dirt will not fall from the crevices, holding tightly to my soul. I stumble a bit within the sand of time that swirls below my feet, seeping into the infinite hole that is the past. I grab at the air for a sign of something solid but I find only posts made of tears. My hands slide through the salty liquid and I can taste the bitterness of their pain and then it happens. I fall backwards and the twisting makes me nauseous. I swim for solid ground and find the sand is quick and is clutching me tightly, wanting not to let me go.
I fall face first, the sand encompasses my face and enters my nose and mouth as I slide down into it. I grasp the sand below tightly and force myself up as the weight upon my back carries but only more pain for me to endure. I lift and roll off to the side, clearing my nostrils and spitting from my mouth the grains of time. I feel a cold brush my feet and leaving a wet feeling to wandering about my body as a chill. I look below me and realize the ocean is upon me and the beach is beautiful. The sun rests in the distance and its rays reach out, caressing every orifice on my body wanting me to let go the juices of my lies. I sweat not and only stair into the distance with disdain for the glow and think only of the moon.
The surroundings shifted quickly, I felt no different as if at home in this new place and the old leaving my mind. It was not frightening here but a second sense told me that this was not right. The oddness of the walls, the shapes, none of it was right. The color was but a bright green and my eyes began to water at the sight of it. It had been her favorite color; my mind gave me the answer in good timing with the questions that were streaming.
“Jason,” I froze in dead silence of her voice, who was she? Could it truly be her? No, not ever, I tried to purge the thought from my mind. Then I saw an oddly placed door, which stood in the middle of the room, open. It was her; I ran to her, ran through her, through the door.
I clinched my feet; the ground was wet with goo. I looked down and soon realized, as I gazed about, what I had truly been on the other side of the door. Blood vessels burst in the distance and I could the mind began to shake lose. Bruising everywhere and swelling pushed me towards the sky that stood so far from where my toes were curled. I began to scream I rushed quicker and quicker towards my destination, the velocity tearing at my face and consuming my body. The cloud above swallowed me up and left me amidst its insides where I found nothingness to be the truth of its lie.
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The ground back of the seat jostled and I awoke. I looked about me; the lady next to me was sound asleep. As I sat there for a moment I then heard the announcement though the way I had been flung about in my seat right before told me much before he even spoke. “We are experiencing a bit of turbulence, we will be fine. That is all.” The radio clicked out and my mind clicked on. I held back the tears but my sister was gone, my dad was gone, my mom lost her mind after my sister’s death. I leaned back and closed my eyes, trying to calm my mind, I only made it worse.
He took her because of me; he took my dad because of me, to teach me. I wanted no more lessons and I wanted nothing to do with his plan. I thought he had left me to myself but that had not been the case. I thought I was truly alone finally and could live as I chose, but that was not what was going on at all. He had to hurt me and he knew that. The rage began to build within me and I could feel it come to a boil in my throat and before I could stop it, it happened. “
YOU,” my voice cracked but it still echoed down the walk way. The lady next to me awoke with an annoyed and appalled look up her face, she didn’t understand, how could she. Many whispers ensued but I ignored them all and went about as I had.
We were getting close; I could feel it in my bones. You can’t forget the feeling that lies in that right and you can’t forget who you are as well; I had done my best to forget both. I thought of my last match in that very ring, I thought of Obo. Pathetic and pointless violence, I had no choice, I have no choice. I was startled, “Sir, are you ok?”
I looked at her shocked but my face soon molded into one of gentle and kind demeanor. “Yes, I am fine. Thank you.” Now leave you imbecile you are causing me to lose my train of thought.
“Some of the passengers thought something might be wrong because of your outburst.” She was genuinely kind and meant me no ill will. I could care less though, this trip had not been my idea, and my life had not been my idea. Contained my thoughts and filtered them according to need.
“Thank you, but I am fine, of that much I can assure you.” I had lied but I didn’t care, they knew no difference, I was a man of faith. Though of very little faith anymore, still a man of faith.
The plane drew closer; my mind drew away from me farther…what am I doing here, truly what am I doing here?
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Sermon to Wayne McGurk and Yukio Blaze
I look upon you two, one of which I saw grow before my eyes and the other still but a babe among men. CBT and I, Higher Authority, and those who stand for what we believe keep my mind upon the ultimate goal. Our era has not ended and will never truly end; it has only been seen as a new beast. I have faced many and have slain many and seen as their sins reveal themselves. The tears of my foes clinch the thirst of the beast within my soul and the cries clinch thy Fathers needs.
I fight along side the man whom I have come to hold dear. But we know where we stand with one another but where do you two stand? Hatred, pain, a past of loses consuming your minds. Neither could grasp gold that both CBT and I have had hands on. Higher Authority is not a name, it is a truth. Most have learned this truth and kiss the ground from which we walk. Gods are we who hold this name and I bow to only one other and that is God in heaven.
McGurk. Our paths have crossed many times and many times I have put you down. Self loathing and loss shall be your new way of life and once have I shown that you have no power to succeed; I will once again be as a God to many who worship you. Put down the cigarette and pick up a few tissues, this will not be something of little pain. Punishment is coming.
Yukio Blaze. Ha! Shame should be your native tongue by now. Your skills are mediocre and your life is but that of compost. You better hope McGurk has enough strength to win this match for you because sadly you are but a failure. I walked in and saw you my first day, looking up to those who were around me. Now I have far surpassed you, just as many have and now all I see is a pathetic and lonely guy wanting sometime more. Soon you will realize that you are nothing and I am everything.
We will walk in as Gods and walk out victorious. Amen.
Chapter 1:1-12
1 There was a man in the land of Uz, whose name was Job; and that man was perfect and upright, and one that feared God, and eschewed evil.
2 And there were born unto him seven sons and three daughters.
3 His substance also was seven thousand sheep, and three thousand camels, and five hundred yoke of oxen, and five hundred she asses, and a very great household; so that this man was the greatest of all the men of the east.
4 And his sons went and feasted in their houses, every one his day; and sent and called for their three sisters to eat and to drink with them.
5 And it was so, when the days of their feasting were gone about, that Job sent and sanctified them, and rose up early in the morning, and offered burnt offerings according to the number of them all: for Job said, It may be that my sons have sinned, and cursed God in their hearts. Thus did Job continually.
6 ¶ Now there was a day when the sons of God came to present themselves before the LORD, and Satan came also among them.
7 And the LORD said unto Satan, Whence comest thou? Then Satan answered the LORD, and said, From going to and fro in the earth, and from walking up and down in it.
8 And the LORD said unto Satan, Hast thou considered my servant Job, that there is none like him in the earth, a perfect and an upright man, one that feareth God, and escheweth evil?
9 Then Satan answered the LORD, and said, Doth Job fear God for nought?
10 Hast not thou made a hedge about him, and about his house, and about all that he hath on every side? thou hast blessed the work of his hands, and his substance is increased in the land.
11 But put forth thine hand now, and touch all that he hath, and he will curse thee to thy face. Rev. 12.10
12 And the LORD said unto Satan, Behold, all that he hath is in thy power; only upon himself put not forth thine hand. So Satan went forth from the presence of the LORD.
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Blood of the lamb washes over the face but the dirt will not fall from the crevices, holding tightly to my soul. I stumble a bit within the sand of time that swirls below my feet, seeping into the infinite hole that is the past. I grab at the air for a sign of something solid but I find only posts made of tears. My hands slide through the salty liquid and I can taste the bitterness of their pain and then it happens. I fall backwards and the twisting makes me nauseous. I swim for solid ground and find the sand is quick and is clutching me tightly, wanting not to let me go.
I fall face first, the sand encompasses my face and enters my nose and mouth as I slide down into it. I grasp the sand below tightly and force myself up as the weight upon my back carries but only more pain for me to endure. I lift and roll off to the side, clearing my nostrils and spitting from my mouth the grains of time. I feel a cold brush my feet and leaving a wet feeling to wandering about my body as a chill. I look below me and realize the ocean is upon me and the beach is beautiful. The sun rests in the distance and its rays reach out, caressing every orifice on my body wanting me to let go the juices of my lies. I sweat not and only stair into the distance with disdain for the glow and think only of the moon.
The surroundings shifted quickly, I felt no different as if at home in this new place and the old leaving my mind. It was not frightening here but a second sense told me that this was not right. The oddness of the walls, the shapes, none of it was right. The color was but a bright green and my eyes began to water at the sight of it. It had been her favorite color; my mind gave me the answer in good timing with the questions that were streaming.
“Jason,” I froze in dead silence of her voice, who was she? Could it truly be her? No, not ever, I tried to purge the thought from my mind. Then I saw an oddly placed door, which stood in the middle of the room, open. It was her; I ran to her, ran through her, through the door.
I clinched my feet; the ground was wet with goo. I looked down and soon realized, as I gazed about, what I had truly been on the other side of the door. Blood vessels burst in the distance and I could the mind began to shake lose. Bruising everywhere and swelling pushed me towards the sky that stood so far from where my toes were curled. I began to scream I rushed quicker and quicker towards my destination, the velocity tearing at my face and consuming my body. The cloud above swallowed me up and left me amidst its insides where I found nothingness to be the truth of its lie.
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The ground back of the seat jostled and I awoke. I looked about me; the lady next to me was sound asleep. As I sat there for a moment I then heard the announcement though the way I had been flung about in my seat right before told me much before he even spoke. “We are experiencing a bit of turbulence, we will be fine. That is all.” The radio clicked out and my mind clicked on. I held back the tears but my sister was gone, my dad was gone, my mom lost her mind after my sister’s death. I leaned back and closed my eyes, trying to calm my mind, I only made it worse.
He took her because of me; he took my dad because of me, to teach me. I wanted no more lessons and I wanted nothing to do with his plan. I thought he had left me to myself but that had not been the case. I thought I was truly alone finally and could live as I chose, but that was not what was going on at all. He had to hurt me and he knew that. The rage began to build within me and I could feel it come to a boil in my throat and before I could stop it, it happened. “
YOU,” my voice cracked but it still echoed down the walk way. The lady next to me awoke with an annoyed and appalled look up her face, she didn’t understand, how could she. Many whispers ensued but I ignored them all and went about as I had.We were getting close; I could feel it in my bones. You can’t forget the feeling that lies in that right and you can’t forget who you are as well; I had done my best to forget both. I thought of my last match in that very ring, I thought of Obo. Pathetic and pointless violence, I had no choice, I have no choice. I was startled, “Sir, are you ok?”
I looked at her shocked but my face soon molded into one of gentle and kind demeanor. “Yes, I am fine. Thank you.” Now leave you imbecile you are causing me to lose my train of thought.
“Some of the passengers thought something might be wrong because of your outburst.” She was genuinely kind and meant me no ill will. I could care less though, this trip had not been my idea, and my life had not been my idea. Contained my thoughts and filtered them according to need.
“Thank you, but I am fine, of that much I can assure you.” I had lied but I didn’t care, they knew no difference, I was a man of faith. Though of very little faith anymore, still a man of faith.
The plane drew closer; my mind drew away from me farther…what am I doing here, truly what am I doing here?
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Sermon to Wayne McGurk and Yukio Blaze
I look upon you two, one of which I saw grow before my eyes and the other still but a babe among men. CBT and I, Higher Authority, and those who stand for what we believe keep my mind upon the ultimate goal. Our era has not ended and will never truly end; it has only been seen as a new beast. I have faced many and have slain many and seen as their sins reveal themselves. The tears of my foes clinch the thirst of the beast within my soul and the cries clinch thy Fathers needs.
I fight along side the man whom I have come to hold dear. But we know where we stand with one another but where do you two stand? Hatred, pain, a past of loses consuming your minds. Neither could grasp gold that both CBT and I have had hands on. Higher Authority is not a name, it is a truth. Most have learned this truth and kiss the ground from which we walk. Gods are we who hold this name and I bow to only one other and that is God in heaven.
McGurk. Our paths have crossed many times and many times I have put you down. Self loathing and loss shall be your new way of life and once have I shown that you have no power to succeed; I will once again be as a God to many who worship you. Put down the cigarette and pick up a few tissues, this will not be something of little pain. Punishment is coming.
Yukio Blaze. Ha! Shame should be your native tongue by now. Your skills are mediocre and your life is but that of compost. You better hope McGurk has enough strength to win this match for you because sadly you are but a failure. I walked in and saw you my first day, looking up to those who were around me. Now I have far surpassed you, just as many have and now all I see is a pathetic and lonely guy wanting sometime more. Soon you will realize that you are nothing and I am everything.
We will walk in as Gods and walk out victorious. Amen.
