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Category: 7
I Don’t Know How To Tell You
Sometime I speak to other ex-Move of god cult members, and I know things I don’t know how to approach; like their parent being a pedophile. I listen to their pain, and what affected them, and the more I listen, the more I understand how deeply dissecting mind control is. There is a different perspective … Continue reading I Don’t Know How To Tell You
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Words From My Father
"We can love, we can hate, and even kill, with the choice we decide to make with those cells. That choice still resides within the single individual."
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We Are Your Resurrection
We are not mercy. We are strength. We are not bitterness. We are valiance.
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The Birth of Death
In battle, small platoons take hold positions. Their leaders converse and strategize. It is neither a battle they plan to fight nor a war they wish to start. It will be a complete conquering, and this must be a smooth sweep. Such things are not decided upon quickly. Every angle is inspected thoroughly and repeatedly. … Continue reading The Birth of Death
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The Woven Sea
My gold is woven in possibilities and endless patterns of emerging change.
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Revealing is Healing
It is indeed a time of revealing. In an instant, the nastiest, most profane and viral parts of the human unearth themselves.
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stream of consciousness 9.18
The consciousness of being human.
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Absence of Belief
How to separate truth from fiction? There is only one way. First, you must become completely pure into yourself. How, you ask?
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She Said It’s Called Compliance
The art of the child tells of the memories. The truth is horrible.
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Death’s Dimensional Jump
This piece of writing was scribed November 8, 2010 @ 5:55pm on a Notepad document which was found on February 1, 2017. When you understand that death is just dimensional time jumping, death may not be so frightening. Fear of the unknown holds you to needing a belief system. You cling to systematic rules … Continue reading Death’s Dimensional Jump
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