When Will It End?

I’m a hypocrite, that I’ll admit.

I love animals, yet I haven’t come to terms with my contribution to their suffering each time I eat that piece of bacon, or order that medium rare steak at a fancy new restaurant.

And what makes it worse? I’ve already made that connection between meat and the suffering of sentient beings, and yet I push it aside, as if willful ignorance diminishes the pain these animals went through.

I get so angry, and eventually, I become overwhelmed with hopelessness. I’ve seen videos of the hellhole that is in slaughterhouses. I’ve tried to erase from my memory the depressing images, for example, a snapshot of the life drained from the eyes of a cow or pig.

You can see it, you know, the sadness in their eyes. From chickens, cows, pigs, sheep and more. You can see the life in their eyes, you can see their soul, you can see their desperation to live, and with that, you can see the decay of hope and will to live. Their whole lives have been nothing but darkness and gloom. From the day they were born, they were refused sunlight and earth, they were forced into cages and cold, concrete ground. They were treated as of less value than our I-phones.

We value the life of a dog, a cat, yet reject the fact that pigs are smarter than both. We reject it because the taste of bacon overwhelms our selfish needs. And I’m guilty.

We’re not on the kill floor, so when we look at that piece of meat on our plate, it’s harder to envision the suffering that went behind it. We don’t understand the thrashing of the animal, the kicking, the desperate attempts to escape death. And it’s all for nothing. They watch as their friends are tortured and are slit open alive with a sharp knife. The smell of blood is potent, the fear can be sensed from miles away.

And then I go on social media outlets, because I want to learn more, as depressing as it is, and I click a video of brave individuals who bear witness to this suffering, and there always seems to be a comment from some asshole guy saying something along the lines of “mmmm, bacon” or “I hate vegans” and I lose even more hope.

I lose hope because there are people in this world that have the heart, or lack thereof, to mock the torture and suffering of sentient beings who fight to live, and ultimately live and die a life of suffering. I lose hope because vegans have yet to be accepted fully by society, and we as humans have the audacity to call them crazy or delusional. I lose hope because the idea of animal welfare is so beyond grasp, it is entirely overlooked. I lose hope because the only talk of environmental change is that of fossil fuel/transportation, when animal agriculture happens to be the leading cause of global warming. I lose hope because of people like me, who want change, but do nothing about it.

Human beings are so egotistical. We have the audacity to call ourselves the superior beings, yet we can’t even muster up enough HUMANITY to at least let these farm animals live a DECENT life before they face the inevitable suffering they are destined to endure.

“Thou shall not kill” ….. if America was founded on Christian morality, where the hell is it?

These innocent and pure creatures could teach us a thing or two about humanity and love, but we kill them before we get the chance to learn from them. We’d rather make lame excuses that go along the lines of “it’s the circle of life”

There is no circle. The animals are born, and we kill them before they get the chance to live. Life and then immediate death. It is a straight line that starts with birth, and results in unnecessary  abuse and darkness

I’m a hypocrite, and the pure innocent souls that we kill, they deserve so much more.

The Dual Life

Addiction and Growth cannot coexist.

One either lives for stagnancy,

and fleeting pleasure

Or for sacrifice,

that births a stillness and peace.

You could try to exist in both worlds- of Addiction and Growth,

But soon enough, this balance will be disrupted by the consequences of your duality.

Addiction and Growth are not willing to share their people.

Both require complete and utter devotion, and both are equally intolerant towards infidelity. 

So I must ask you, before it’s too late…

Which life will you choose?

If I could warn you of one thing,

Lost dreamer,

It would be this:

Decide.

Decide which life you want to live moving forward, and the steps you are willing to take.

Decide.

Decide now,

Or the world of Addiction will come crashing in,

And decide for you.

 

“I was invested,

Now I’m not”

His Two Faces were exposed the moment he left me that message. Six words relayed through a phone screen.  Because cowards run away instead of showing their face.

I would like to call his First Face “The Great Presentation.” It was his carefully crafted, seductive deception…it lured me into his arms for however long he saw fit.

Deep within me, silently stirring, was a great feeling of certainty silently stirring. I knew something was off. I knew a lifeless gaze combined with lips that utter sweet nothings was nothing short of a red flag. 

I knew there had to be more to “love” than fine dining and fucking.  Despite my past naivety, I could sense that he lacked a deep emotional understanding of the world and his relationships within it.

If he doesn’t ask about you,

It is because he thinks of only himself.

His Second Face was his true identity. Cold hearted and mean. The reality of him shattered my innocence. His double identity became my undoing.

There were countless days of sitting in the shower, hugging my knees and weeping, begging the Heavens to wash me clean of my contact with his true self.

I would try to find the answers at the bottom of every bottle. I would message him in tears, my entire being reeking of Stoli vodka. I spent countless nights begging for answers through a phone screen, pleading for authentic reasons as to why I was no longer what he wanted.  But to expect authenticity from a coward is the same as trusting a thief with the password to a bank’s vault- a set up for disappointment.

I even tried getting under somebody to get over him- and in that moment of giving my body to yet another boy that didn’t care, the epiphany revealed itself to me. Light beams and all, the revelation came shining down, exposing my naked body against a shallow boy who figured the light was only fluorescence dedicated to highlighting the muscles on his back. 

I realized that I cannot get over someone who never even existed to begin with. The silent unrest knawing at me within my core were the whispers of God warning me- warning me of  the destiny that comes with chasing an illusion. I allowed the path towards oneness with God to dissipate into the darkness so that I may live in duality with his Great Presentation. The destined image of the good-girl-turned-career-woman began to fade rapidly.

A man who is not whole on his own will leave you confused, unsure, and insecure.

And you do not need closure from someone you will never again dare to get close to.

 

 

“I was seeking closure,

Now I’m not”

Animal Rights

Not to hurt our humble brethren (the animals) is our first duty to them, but to stop there is not enough. We have a higher mission–to be of service to them whenever they require it… If you have men who will exclude any of God’s creatures from the shelter of compassion and pity, you will have men who will deal likewise with their fellow men.
— Saint Francis of Assisi

“If a man aspires towards a righteous life, his first act of abstinence is from injury to animals.”
— Albert Einstein

“Non-violence leads to the highest ethics, which is the goal of all evolution. Until we stop harming all other living beings, we are still savages.”
— Thomas Edison

“The time will come when men such as I will look upon the murder of animals as they now look upon the murder of men.”
— Leonardo Da Vinci

To my mind, the life of a lamb is no less precious than that of a human being. The more helpless the creature, the more that it is entitled to protection by man from the cruelty of man.
— Mohandas Gandhi

I ask people why they have deer heads on their walls. They always say because it’s such a beautiful animal. There you go. I think my mother is attractive, but I have photographs of her.
— Ellen DeGeneres

As custodians of the planet it is our responsibility to deal with all species with kindness, love and compassion. That these animals suffer through human cruelty is beyond understanding. Please help to stop this madness.
— Richard Gere

 

People get offended by animal rights campaigns. It’s ludicrous. It’s not as bad as mass animal death in a factory.
— Richard Gere

“The brute animals have all the same sensations of pain as human beings, and consequently endure as much pain when their body is hurt; but in their case the cruelty of torment is greater, because they have no mind to bear them up against their sufferings, and no hope to look forward to when enduring the last extreme pain.”
— Thomas Chalmers

“If only we can overcome cruelty, to human and animal, with love and compassion we shall stand at the threshold of a new era in human moral and spiritual evolution – and realize, at last, our most unique quality: humanity.”
~ Jane Goodall

* Killing animals for sport, for pleasure, for adventure, and for hides and furs is a phenomena which is at once disgusting and distressing. There is no justification in indulging is such acts of brutality.
– The Dalai Lama

The love for all living creatures is the most noble attribute of man.
— Charles Darwin

There is no fundamental difference between man and the higher animals in their mental faculties… The lower animals, like man, manifestly feel pleasure and pain, happiness, and misery.
— Charles Darwin (1809-1882)

 

Until we have the courage to recognize cruelty for what it is–whether its victim is human or animal–we cannot expect things to be much better in this world…
— Rachel Carson

We cannot have peace among men whose hearts delight in killing any living creature. By every act that glorifies or even tolerates such moronic delight in killing we set back the progress of humanity.
— Rachel Carson

“Life is life’s greatest gift. Guard the life of another creature as you would your own because it is your own. On life’s scale of values, the smallest is no less precious to the creature who owns it than the largest.”
— Lloyd Biggle Jr.

I don’t hold animals superior or even equal to humans. The whole case for behaving decently to animals rests on the fact that we are the superior species. We are the species uniquely capable of imagination, rationality, and moral choice – and that is precisely why we are under an obligation to recognize and respect the rights of animals.
— Brigid Brophy

“I am in favor of animal rights as well as human rights. That is the way of a whole human being.”
— Abraham Lincoln

The question is not, “Can they reason?” nor, “Can they talk?” but rather, “Can they suffer?”
~Jeremy Bentham

 

Ask the experimenters why they experiment on animals, and the answer is: “Because the animals are like us.” Ask the experimenters why it is morally okay to experiment on animals, and the answer is: “Because the animals are not like us.” Animal experimentation rests on a logical contradiction.
~Charles R. Magel

All beings seek for happiness; so let your compassion extend itself to all.
–Mahavamsa

The medical argument for animal testing doesn’t stand up. Even if it did, I don’t think we should kill other species. We think we’re so much better; I’m not sure we are. I tell people, We’ve beaten into submission every animal on the face of the Earth, so we are the clear winners of whatever battle is going on between the species. Couldn’t we be generous? I really do think it’s time to get nice. No need to keep beating up on them. I think we’ve got to show that we’re kind.
— Paul McCartney

 

“I have always felt that the way we treat animals is a pretty good indicator of the compassion we are capable of for the human race.”
— Ali McGraw

 

 

“Teaching a child not to step on a caterpillar is as valuable to the child, as it is to the caterpillar.”
— Bradley Miller

If you look at the course of western history you’ll see that we’re slowly granting basic rights to everyone. A long time ago only kings had rights. Then rights were extended to property-owning white men. Then all men. Then women. Then children. Then the mentally retarded. Now we’re agonizing over the extension of basic rights to homosexuals and animals. We need to finally accept that all sentient creatures are deserving of basic rights. I define basic rights as this –the ability to pursue life without having someone else’s will involuntarily forced upon you. Or, as the framers of the constitution put it, the ability to have “life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness”. By what criteria can you justify denying basic rights to any living thing? Realize that by whatever criteria you employ someone could deny basic rights to you if they objected to your species, sexual preferences, color, religion, ideology etc. Would you eat your housecat, or force a mentally retarded child to ingest oven cleaner? If not, then why is it ok to eat cows and test products on sentient animals? I believe that to knowingly commit actions that cause or condone suffering is reprehensible in the extreme.I call upon you to be compassionate and treat others as you want to be treated. If you don’t want to be beaten, imprisoned, mutilated, killed or tortured then you shouldn’t condone such behavior towards anyone, be they human or not.
— Moby

“When it comes to having a central nervous system, and the ability to feel pain, hunger, and thirst, a rat is a pig is a dog is a boy.”
— Ingrid Newkirk

A human being has been given an intellect to make choices, and we know there are other food sources that do not require the killing of a creature that would protest being killed.
— Mary Tyler Moore

 

We should be evolving into a new age of business with a worldview that maintains one simple proposition—that all of nature: humans, animals, earth, are interconnected and interdependent.
— Anita Roddick

 

“To a man whose mind is free there is something even more intolerable in the sufferings of animals than in the sufferings of man. For with the latter it is at least admitted that suffering is evil and that the man who causes it is a criminal. But thousands of animals are uselessly butchered every day without a shadow of remorse. If any man were to refer to it, he would be thought ridiculous. And that is the unpardonable crime.”
— Romain Rolland, author, Nobel Prize 1915

“It is not THIS bloodshed, or THAT bloodshed, that must cease; but ALL bloodshed – all wanton infliction of pain or death.”
— Henry Salt

 

Compassion for animals is intimately connected with goodness of character; and it may be confidently asserted that he who is cruel to animals cannot be a good man.
–Arthur Schopenhauer

We must fight against the spirit of unconscious cruelty with which we treat the animals. Animals suffer as much as we do. True humanity does not allow us to impose such sufferings on them. It is our duty to make the whole world recognize it. Until we extend our circle of compassion to all living things, humanity will not find peace.
— Albert Schweitzer

 

The thinking man must oppose all cruel customs no matter how deeply rooted in tradition and surrounded by a halo. When we have a choice, we must avoid bringing torment and injury into the life of another, even the lowliest creature; to do so is to renounce our manhood and shoulder a guilt which nothing justifies.
— Albert Schweitzer

It is the fate of every truth to be an object of ridicule when it is first acclaimed. It was once considered foolish to suppose that black men were really human beings and ought to be treated as such. What was once foolish has now become a recognized truth. Today it is considered as exaggeration to proclaim constant respect for every form of life as being the serious demand of a rational ethic. But the time is coming when people will be amazed that the human race existed so long before it recognized that thoughtless injury to life is incompatible with real ethics. Ethics is in its unqualified form extended responsibility to everything that has life.
— Albert Schweitzer

Many people feel drawn to advocate for animals because even though they can feel pain and suffer just as we do, they do not have a way to advocate for their own welfare. In fact, animals are viewed by many as nothing more than property to be treated however the owner wishes. This view has created an inhumane situation for billions of animals that share our world.
— Robert Alan Silverstein

As long as people will shed the blood of innocent creatures there can be no peace, no liberty, no harmony between people. Slaughter and justice cannot dwell together.
— Isaac Bashevis Singer

“As long as there are slaughterhouses, there will be battlefields.”
— Leo Tolstoy

“It may be suggested by some books that it is not a sin to kill an animal, but it is written in our own hearts – more clearly than in any book – that we should take pity on animals in the same way as we do on humans.”
— Leo Tolstoy

“It is totally unconscionable to subject defenseless animals to mutilation and death, just so a company can be the first to market a new shade of nail polish or a new, improved laundry detergent. It’s cruel, it’s brutal, it’s inhumane, and most people don’t want it.”
— Abigail ‘Dear Abby’ Van Buren

“Cruelty to animals is one of the most significant vices of a low and ignoble people. Wherever one notices them, they constitute a sign of ignorance and brutality which cannot be painted over even by all the evidence of wealth and luxury.”
— Alexander Von Humbolt

I became very critical of zoos and circuses and keeping animals in captivity. I wish it was against the law.
— Christopher Walken

* The animals of the world exist for their own reasons. They were not made for humans any more than black people were made for white, or women created for men.
~Alice Walker

“The Animals of the planet are in desperate peril and they are fully aware of this. No less than human beings are doing in all parts of the world, they are seeking sanctuary.”
~Alice Walker

There can be no justification for causing suffering to animals simply to serve man’s pleasure or simply to enhance man’s lifestyle.”
— The Dean of York

“This is what you should do;
love the Earth
and sun and the animals…
~ Walt Whitman

The Superior Beings

I often wonder how we as mankind assumed superior status.

We….

The superior beings.

 

We pollute the oceans and darken the blue skies, but the world is ours to claim, for we claim humankind is the leader of life.

We have crafted romantic languages,  implementing communication as an art form, yet we ruin its beauty with our bellowing and howling and begging for more power, yet how silent we become when it comes to the truly voiceless…

We are the superior beings, and thus all other life forms do not experience love, fear, and understanding….

We create movements for equality amongst mankind, bearing witness and displaying outrage against the injustices placed upon a group of people.  We have destroyed the notion of an inferior human, because 2017 will represent compassion, globalism, and unity, and we can only do this through politics! Hah!

And so we fight, we fight for the silent minority.

Yet we remain dormant for the voiceless.

We keep up this veil of illusion in order to prevent pondering the realities of defenseless species under the hands of a desensitized, cruel man.

We are the superior beings. God granted us dominion over the world and the species in it, and so the world and all in it is ours for the taking…right?

Proverbs 12:10
Ecclesiastes 3:19
Numbers 22:32
Isaiah 66:3       

Wrong. So very, fucking wrong. 

How dare we use a bible passage as a means to defend mankind’s outrageous exploitation of our world and the life forms within it?

How can we praise the Lamb of God, yet torture and kill the newborn lamb on the day He has risen?

God granted us dominion,  and made man in His image, and here we are, with blood thirsty eyes and deaf ears to the wailing and crying of the infant piglet who is thrown onto the kill floor.

Tortured to unspeakable lengths that one wouldn’t even wish on their own worst enemy. Abused to disgusting levels that one wouldn’t even wish on a murderer or predator.

We mistake their cries and screams for meaningless babble because they cannot use the superior language to utter what their frightened eyes reveal:

“Help”

“I just want to live”

“Please release me from these shackles and grant me mercy. Grant me freedom. Grant me safety. Replace these iron bars with the warm sun and the green grass”. 

We have let down the voiceless. Yet every generation claims to be the generation that will change the world, protect the weak and vulnerable, and uphold the oppressed. Yet all we have done instead is create new words for the fluidity of gender.

Because of the superior’s demands,  we have created a Holocaust hidden in rural areas.

Mankind demanding the supply in speedy and copious  ways, and with it, a genocide swept under the rug, and innocent lives forever treated as objects-as commodities.

We fight for human progression, and create wonderful movements such as Feminism, yet we turn a blind eye to the mother cow who is raped. Leaving her destined to live a short yet grueling life of giving birth, and saying goodbye to the child that she will never have a chance to nurture. The superior delights in witnessing the creation of an inferior lifeform, so they may kill the newborn for new money.  

We took our dominion, and instead of taking this ownership and utilizing it in an honorable and responsible way, we thrash, kill, and burn all that is around us.

Yet we are the superior beings.

God gave us dominion over the earth and seas, and so we destroy it, because power unused and not abused  is power gone to waste.

When God breathed life into this world, He proclaimed “Let There Be Light”…

And we threw that light back at Him, denied his existence, and transformed His world into a dungeon of perpetual darkness.

First we separated ourselves from Him, destroying His original Paradise

And now here we are, still creatures of foolish destruction, destroying another home that our hands never built.

Yet here we are…. the superior beings.

God must be so proud.

 

 

I am so tired of hitting rock bottom

She weeps into her pillow, clenching her fists, hoping this feeling of despair will find its way out of her very being.

The mascara stained tears running down her face,

Fetal positioned in the corner of her room,

She has been here before.

She was there in 2009, when she witnessed death face to face

When cancer left the body, and the soul danced on its way to heaven.

She was there in 2011, when the letter of academic probation found its way to her home

Almost kicked out of college, she poured her heart out into her extension letter filled with ugly truths and a desperate plea for one more chance.

She was there in 2016,  when she lost her virginity unwillingly after the end of an amazing hike

The monster in the dark waited for everyone to fall asleep, and he found his way into the guest room where she was sound asleep.

Pulling down her pants, she awoke startled, frozen, unable to scream.

She was there in 2016 yet again, when she willingly gave  herself to a boy she was utterly wrong about.

I was invested, and now I’m not.

Those words cut through her like a knife as she found herself in that corner of her room, curtains closed, fetal positioned in the corner.

She almost found her way in 2017 when loneliness tapped her on the shoulder, inviting her to mourn some more.

But she’s had it.

She has had enough of grieving for situations that are out of her control.

She has had enough with lending power to people who intended on hurting her to begin with.

She mourned for her father, and she swore she would stand firm in any loss moving forward.

But she kept crying. She started to become fearful of cynicism.

She was petrified of losing her light and hope for the world around her.

She’s not there anymore.

You will not find her in that corner of her room anymore,

The curtains will be open and the lights will be on.

She’s not there anymore,

She understands death is only a gateway, and her loss is only a loss in this material world.

She’s not there anymore,

She refuses to listen to the voices of the enemy convincing her she is unwanted due to the boys who took her then spit her out. 

She puts a face to the pernicious thoughts determined to haunt her

And then she declares, No longer do you posses power over my mind. I am through meeting you at rock bottom!

You see, her story doesn’t end in a happily ever after, nor does she expect it to. Because her story still continues…

She returns to her room and opens her windows. She takes her leather bound journal and finds an empty page. She sits down at her desk facing the sun as she writes:

Isn’t it funny that the moments in which I needed a hand  to hold, no one was in sight? And yet the only comfort I ever needed was beyond this world, founded in another dimension filled with light and the voices of angels.

I’ve learned that after our darkest moments, life will not pave the way for an easy and shallow journey the rest of our days.

 There will  still be many chapters in our novel in which darkness will stake its claim.

But I’m no longer scared, instead I feel prepared, I feel like a warrior dressed for battle, and each battle doesn’t get easier, I only get stronger.

The things we tend to appreciate the most are the things we had to fight for. A flower cannot bloom without rain, and the moon cannot shine without the darkness surrounding it.

We all must face the wilderness, but we are not intended to stay there.

We are intended to find our place of rest in Him, and hold onto happiness and peace with wise and grateful hands.

I’m looking at that corner in my room, and I see me. I see a girl who grows taller each year, but it’s unrecognizable for I sit there hunched over.

I see a girl with overflowing tears, weeping floods of grief, yet the tears become less Each year the weeping becomes less fre I see a girl with bruised and calloused hands, worn from war. reflecting on the years of pain and transformation. My hands are not pretty,

That corner in the dark room

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Lifted Veil

I’m thinking about growth.

About how painful and dark, yet necessary, transformation can be.

All that is in the past, I desire none of it.

I don’t want it anymore. I only want the lessons it has provided me with.

The thought of almost settling for something that would’ve inevitably held back my potential…the fact that at some point I thought you were all I wanted and more.

Your so called “I care about you” was manifested in ego and immaturity. But this isn’t a poem to insult you. You no longer hold power over any of my thoughts. This is my realization, and it isn’t yours to take.

There were days I could barely witness the sun rays without enduring a horrible migraine. I was so used to living in your darkness. Curtains closed, pillows soaked.

And now, after refusing to dwell in the bitterness and lies, I feel the warmth of the light. After months of wandering in your desert, with no hand to reach out for help, this light feels like a fresh glass of ice cold water.

Your lack of character will no longer determine my self worth.

Your absence created room for hope, and in that room I found an open doorway filled with light.

As soon as you left, magic was reborn and inspiration danced fervently in the air.

My guardian angel hugged me as she exhaled a sigh of relief when she knew His will was no longer in danger of being compromised.

The only regret I have is the moment in which I actually believed that losing you was a loss.

I didn’t need you to want me, I never needed you to begin with.

I don’t want your darkness anymore. It is too beautiful when you are gone.

I don’t want to be part of your lifestyle, nor am I interested in knowing how you are doing. I don’t want any of it.

I don’t want you anymore.

In fact, I don’t think I ever did…I only wanted the lie.

Don’t want to be the women obsessed with herself , lost from chasing vanity. As if external perfection brings eternal peace. 
As if cockiness equals attractiveness. As if your appearance determines superiority over other women. 

Worldly pursuits are fleeting, I just want to humble myself before God.                      

Millennial Dilemma

I need a break from the practical nine to five that society had demanded long before our generation came to play.

“Go ahead” they say, “give your life away to a corporation, the debt won’t pay off itself ya’  know.”

Ball and chained to the office life, suffocated by the grey colored walls.

I grant myself a mental break…thinking liberation is in the status updates of my peers.

I roll my eyes , party cynical yet fully truthful to the shallow veiled world we grew to be exposed in. 

This internet world and the lyrics of today bring me no fulfillment.

I need my mind liberated from reasonable 9 -5’s and following some bogus timeline.

Feeling cool behind a screen wont make you successful. It will not offer you any depth to who you are as an individual. Don’t lose your creativity by tainting your uniqueness through desperate attempts of validation through likes and comments. 

I need some inspiration- bookstores, museums, early morning hikes, and true love.

Virtual World on Love

This generation frightens me; amplifying my social anxiety.

Is that a thing?

Everything is so virtual and photoshopped to perfection that I fear the nights I strip into bed, witnessing the bare nakedness of my imperfectness.

The culture of our generation brings to fruition this “sadness”, I cannot pinpoint it, but it swims in my core so sneakily, waiting for the day I give into its internal voices.

I do not want to be them. I do not want to be this perfect sex goddess and I do not want to strive for perfection in order to attain an unattainable relationship that cannot   exist …

Unless it’s under God.

The world is asking women to betray our individuality- demanding that our whole existence be dedicated to chasing youth in order to seem forever appealing to a man who may or may not leave us for the next young and beautiful thing.

Gosh, and I am still in the throes of youth! Yet here I am, petrified of age, resentful towards imperfection, time and depression intertwined with one another.

We have separated ourselves, mankind.

We worship one dimensional human beings and destroy vulnerable beings we call animals, and how ironic is it when we are the real animals?

We worship the fuck and then degrade the meaning of making love- associating it with missionary and a tedious relationship.

Yet the relationships glorified in our virtual world is nothing but misleading. We romanticize anger, jealousy, competitiveness, and carnality.

This fast life has become the goal. Yet little do we know we are sheep headed straight to the slaughter.

Without our Shepard we are lost.

Yet instead of finding rest in Him, we blame Him for the troubles of this world, saying the White Man and God have conspired together to debilitate the people!

And this thought is pervasive through the webs of the internet, these webs filled with deceit and manipulation.

By allowing ourselves to remain ignorant to the fact that only He is for us, not the world, we worship artificial intelligence and thus become its slave.

Forever blinded by the virtual veil.

I am no better though. The antevasin in me is tortured by the trends of this world and the truth of the spiritual world.

Life is passing me by and I do not know loves name because I have not allowed myself to become fully invested in a relationship with Him.

Change

I am changing

Freedom is found in self control

It is found in obedience.

Narrow is the road that leads to life, and very few enter…