If Death is a lie... does that mean we are all still alive? So, this is the prize? It is a weary, dying world weighed down with the darkness of all mankind... the culmination of over 6000 years of generation and bloodline curses and sins; and yet ironically- we are the chosen ones. Angels and Demons alike.... We have differences, yet here I am, in this moment of my life, where I must continually be in an active place of reconciliation, submission, humbled accountability, so acutely aware of my incapable unworthiness. BROKEN humanity and soiled divinity that is who I am, and I wrestle again and again. I have to go through this process in grievous loneliness, yet I know that I am not alone.... my God, you have not forsaken me... My saviour, my friend...my all, you became mortal, just to be able to give me that divine empathy; a relationship with my failures, vulnerabilities, fears and shame...I am in need of mercy, but I al...
I write about the things I learn from the struggles,triumphs,and memories of my life. Sometimes I dont have the answers, but I just need to put my feelings and experiences down in black white...