Sunday 6 July 2014

The Dark Place Called Out »

I once made it out alive and had it all outside, it is the life we're living in... Too much to spend when we've got little to expend... Death is grave but the grave is death itself and everything in it seems to be pale and dark... There is no hope once the journey of a thousand step has began. You need think of the way to survive rather than make things. Life can be so complicated but nothing can make it better. ____________________________________ Life in its complex form plays out of time and yet runs along with every tick tock on the damn clock... God made the cock to remind us of this tick tock so we'd plan our ways up the hill top. The place of hip hop, just kidding, His kingdom nt that place called soldom, but I bet you is His kingdom... ____________________________________ Why would I repeat myself when there are lots of rampage here and there, from the North to the South. When will this hole be sand filled? When are we going to come out of this damn hole? I bet we'd remain here for a time...just but a little time. ____________________________________ He sought for freedom but gained sufferings afterwards. The story of so many a strong man who had in excess everything there is to have but suffers still. There was once a time he had to end his life but mercy came to his aid and grace had to strengthen his faith and at last redemption he had... ____________________________________ The story of the Innocent pool, filled with grace and mercies, patience and love, justice and peace, wealth and health. But the dead man came to quake the pool and rumbled every ruples of the water slides, changing it into a pool of chaos and tubulence.... This is worrysome. ____________________________________ That my friend is the way called OUT!

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