My identity is an idol which I worship and desire other people to worship. This is why my self is an obstacle which keeps me away from God.

This weekend my plans for going to Martin's house to be with the young people for a few days completely fell through. I wound up instead hanging out with Lindsay, James and Jeremy and doing an insane amount of walking ( Read more... )

My room is a fucking mess ( Read more... )

I'm on my way back home from James and Lindsay's house. I'm going back to my self. Its a room filled with chaos and nightmares. The nightmare is myself. An empty vessel for God filled with the garbage of the world. This is what I am; satans trash heap. Nothing which is a part of me is pleasing to God except the void which he entends to fill, and ( Read more... )

Sometimes when I have a dream, I wake up and feel like the world is about to change.

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The world is a control scheme designed to cause people to place excessive value on themselves and other things related to their existance and distract them from the truth, which is, that human life is inherently meaningless ( Read more... )

If you were asleep all the time, not dreaming, wouldn't that be as good as being awake? Or better?

You wouldn't know what you were missing, and you might be missing a lot that you wouldn't like.

The question then is why do we keep waking up?

So basically, God sees the Amalekites as the flesh. Our fallen, sinful, corrupted selves warring against Him ( Read more... )

Its 12:42am.

Its 12:43am and I'm having trouble expressing myself in words because theres a conflict inside of me which is trying to dictate what I should and should not do.

Oh well. I guess I'll just go to bed.

We all have a question to ask ourselves ( Read more... )