It can be very discouraging to think the thoughts that have been thrown into my mind recenly, from the toxicity that floats in the air of this realm around me as it seeps into my being I become full of question and wonder that don't even belong to me now I am losing the trust that I used to have in my youth, I used to trust in my fathers voice and direction without question now the toxic thoughts from outer counterparts have been thrown into my mind, it's a constant Marigoround of fearful questioning and wonder stiring in my mind now, what is going on? Who am I even what am I? I have allowed there sickness in my mind to partake destroying my safe home that my father made for me, I have no peace now! I have lost my peace yet now I constantly wonder, who is my God then? I have forgotten my Fathers Name. I don't call to him now. Who Is the one whom designed me then? The questions of those around me are mine to eat now as well and they speak of the lying fruits saying that God, he is not my Father. I have no father they say! I have no father, they say he doesn't exist and he's not the one whom created me, they say that the book, The Bible, it's nothing but a fairy tale and they have other books, lies in this day and age, twisting his words to mock his truth, the letters (Holy Bible) he has sent me, the evil men mock and twist them to fit there comfortable lifestyles! The wicked are trying to take away the truth from our beings, it's the only truth I have, Jesus, they are yanking the truth right out of my being and replacing it with artificial questions and wonder, how dare they. How dare The ones whom my Father has given his life for so willingly destroy him even unto this day after his excruciating crucifixion as they drag on the questioning and wonder of the existence even the Coming of My Lord and Savior Jesus Christ as they spread a false narrative with the Christphobia propagandic messages being inserted into the minds of Christ Beings all across the globe turning us away from our inherent nature of the Truth that has been so twisted, rocked and prodled since death entered this world with a deceitful snake and apple bites.
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Everyone Screams To Things Unseen
Non-FictionThe diary of a woman struggling to navigate clearly through life in 21st century America as the lines between the natural and spiritual world become blurred.
