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A Man of Wealth and Taste
Join Date: Dec 2002
Location: Out there somewhere beyond the doors of perception
Posts: 51,063
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An Alien Land
Well boyz it is about 3AM in the mornining and we are entering the hour where the soul is at it's lowest ebb.....
My whole life I have been a day late and a dollar short... how ever hard I have tried I have been a failure at this life. My Daddy has always told me I'm lazy and good for nothin. Mother always told me I am a worthless drunk who is incapable of taking care of myself. They have essentially have thrown up their hands and have abandon me to face my fate alone. I am now living in an alien, hostile land that is without pity. This place beats upon me daily and I have no refuge or source of comfort here as my own home has betrayed me and I am now fighting it out in the courts. It is only through the grace of God that I am able to maintain my precious bodily essence here.
For all my failings in life I have one saving grace and that is I have made a pact with God not to varnish the truth and stand in it's light. I will tell it like it is, and I will stand against all odds if I have to. But the light of Gods presence will whither any mans soul, for you cannot stand in the presence of God. It is only through his mercy that we can forgive ourselves.
I also am a believer that if one is truly sorry for ones failures, and ask forgiveness that one never makes that mistake again. That one has learned from it and is eternally vigilant to guard against repeating that weakness. For if you are truly sorry you never want to go there again. Now I am going to crawl back into my crib with that hoochie I picked up on Main and Fremont....
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