Tag: Writing
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Through Shattered Glass
Through shattered glass I find perception; Sight into the worldview of obsolete discretion My eyes perceive my soul discreetly I hide myself in the shadows secretly They say “there’s hope beyond the blurry lines” I only feel despair within this heart of mine Farther into the remnant I go Looking for a whole piece of…
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Cookie Cutter Christianity: Can God really Love Me?
About two weeks ago I wrote a post called I’ve Worshipped a god that doesn’t Exist and was confronted with the fact that I’ve been doing “Christianity” all wrong. I, like so many other “Christians”, have made a cookie cutter version of God that is appropriate for ourselves. Instead of knowing the real God of the Bible,…
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My Top Five Pet Peeves
There are some things in the world that I can put up with without becoming overtly enraged. For instance, some people become raging monsters when the food on their plate inadvertently touches and molds together. This such example doesn’t bother me at all. Others can’t stand it when someone incessantly taps their foot/hand on an…
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Confessions through Photography: Burial
I was told by my father that I had “an eye for the abandoned”. I admit that I’m fascinated by the broken, run-down, empty places (people) of this world. Is it because I was once there? These hallways of deterioration feel so familiar. I can’t help but traverse them searching for any sign of struggle.…
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Into these Woods We Go…
Leaves crunch underneath my feet like shattered glass Like cries for help, the sound guides my way through the dark Its rhythm finds me, draws me deeper, pulls me closer I have become one with this place, I’ve made the forest my home The trees, though each one so different, carry a familiar tone They…
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