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Peace of Mind by fe-addict, literature
Literature
Peace of Mind
Lost within myself
What I think and what I do.
It has everything to do with me,
I’m not at all blaming you
For all that is changing
In my opinion of my own ways
And in all my understanding
Of what deserves criticism or praise.
I’m looking for something
I don’t think I shall ever find.
Is it truly, truly possible
To find one’s peace of mind?
Something’s missing
From within my mind,
Leaving me doubtful
And completely blind.
I want something new,
I want things to change.
Is that too much to ask for?
Is that too strange?
I’m looking for something
I don’t think I shall ever find.
Is it trul
What kind of church am I hot, cold, or warm. by Russianart23, literature
Literature
What kind of church am I hot, cold, or warm.
Dec.24, 2015. What kind of church am I – hot, cold, or warm?
Part1.
I feel grieve O LORD, the one kind I cannot seem to describe. But I sense it has to do with church, this holiday. Please Jesus restore me for your glory. There is majority part of me who desires to go to worship for this holiday yet the church I attend prevents me. The spirit of that church at 1st Baptist has a tongue that is becoming foreign to my spirit to receive their message. Jesus the words and praise is all by the book but the spirit is foreign to my spirit. I struggle to understand why I say “Yes” to the message and songs yet I continue to fe
Anomalies, Pt. 3 of 4. by Nightwalker50, literature
Literature
Anomalies, Pt. 3 of 4.
Almost six hours later, Scott was driving into the Finger Cove recreational area along a narrow unpaved but well up-kept road. It was winding and bounded by birch, dwarf oak, and other hardwood trees; granite rocks and boulders only were ornately moved to the fringes of each of its shoulders inside the place. Deep brown painted signs with large white lettering designated points and subjects of interest in many directions, but there was only one that he was concerned with. The shafts of morning sunlight penetrating through the dense growth and seemingly sparkling from their source as he drove indicated the general direction of the
Essi and the Fountain of Strength part 1 by ElsieGuen, literature
Literature
Essi and the Fountain of Strength part 1
“You are the strongest here now, Essi,” M’Shiwa said. They were sitting around the fire, their complete group of Sevens, together with some of the Eights. “I know,” Essi replied. “You better get used to it, because that’s what I’ll be until the Keeper returns. I may not be as big and strong as the Keeper, but she has given me an extra dose of the water before she left. I’m sure you already noticed that I’m bigger than ever. Watch me!” Essi slowly brought up her arms and proudly showed them her enormous biceps. She twisted her upper body a bit, so everybody could see her awesome muscularity. She could see that some of them looked from their own pathetic arms to her monster guns. Essi smiled. She was feeling great. She was so much bigger than they were, and they all knew it. She was sure that she was stronger than all of them combined. She clenched her fists harder, to make her biceps grow even bigger. Some of the others just stared, others clapped their hands or whistled with
