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Title: Poem Post by: Broken on September 04, 2003, 04:44:15 PM We bury God's voice in paper,
arguments, shouting so loud that His voice, His quiet voice cannot be heard above human cacophony. We have decided to kill God, to follow Nietzsche, but with less honesty - we are the armies of God, God-haters all proponents and enemies of grace. We love to argue - I am right, you are wrong, on pointless dissensions - should I light a candle? what is the true name of Jesus? Vain arguments and long. Be quiet! Tired old windbags, be silent, listen, try to hear the voice of God and not your own. He waits for you patiently, always. Seek. Title: Re:Poem Post by: Symphony on September 06, 2003, 05:27:57 PM Hmmmm, that's a nice one. Thank you, broken. Is that yours?? |