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Wonder-mill
"Sometimes the fire child comes out to play, and other times, it's just a cold night. Return and become the moon."
3 comments:
Um...my future is not a grave. I'm going to live forever! And since the means to my eternal life happened a long time ago does that make the past my salvation? And if the past is my salvation and the future is forever then what does that make the present? A dot on a spiral moving outwards? And if the present is a dot on an outward moving spiral then by the time I finish this sentence the present is no longer present-it is past. Oooo...
Ah, but this is not geared to those redeemed. Let me rephrase myself, "Our mistakes are behind us, yet they are still our mistakes. We are mortal; death is our fate. However, what choices we make now can deliver us from what we have done and what is to come, our sin and our grave." I apologize for the misunderstanding. Is it as clear as crystal now? --The Giggleman
Aha...enlightenment!
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