When I stop holding OmniGod responsible for all my aimless wanderings, for a while I continued to envision a God of wrath. The technocolour beliefs razzle-dazzled my profound dread of the manifestation of a sick mind- which is what I have come to realize is referred to as the devil: a saint who has become ill and this is something the human mind is very susceptible to becoming, only it is manifested in zillions of ways.
That is why I always asked God to help me run away from the dangers of the shackled devil and when it felt like that is where I had to be; I gave up coveting the truth
My mind was on parole as it seesawed between earth self and Godself; that too, was good place to be- it is called the comfort zone.
And without any previous rehearsal it was time to move along and with God it is ready or not, I marvel at God's way of doing things except this time I decided not to squabble with the Almighty.
That is why I always asked God to help me run away from the dangers of the shackled devil and when it felt like that is where I had to be; I gave up coveting the truth
My mind was on parole as it seesawed between earth self and Godself; that too, was good place to be- it is called the comfort zone.
And without any previous rehearsal it was time to move along and with God it is ready or not, I marvel at God's way of doing things except this time I decided not to squabble with the Almighty.
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