Sometimes, It's a Matter of Faith...

Messenger is coming...

Do You Have Faith Savage?

The Message is a matter of Interpretation ~

Belief is in the hands of Faith

Faith Savage, Demon Huntress

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And I — my head oppressed by horror — said:

"Master, what is it that I hear? Who are

those people so defeated by their pain?"

      And he to me: "This miserable way

is taken by the sorry souls of those

who lived without disgrace and without praise.

      They now commingle with the coward angels,

the company of those who were not rebels

nor faithful to their God, but stood apart.

      The heavens, that their beauty not be lessened,

have cast them out, nor will deep Hell receive them —

even the wicked cannot glory in them.

Dante Alighieri, Inferno (The Divine Comedy #1)

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Thy soul is by vile fear assailed, which oft so overcasts a man, that he recoils from noblest resolution, like a beast at some false semblance in the twilight gloom.

Dante Alighieri, Inferno (The Divine Comedy #1)

The bow of God's wrath is bent, and the arrow made ready on the string, and justice bends the arrow at your heart, and strains the bow, and it is nothing but the mere pleasure of God, and that of an angry God, without any promise or obligation at all, that keeps the arrow one moment from being made drunk with your blood.

Jonathan Edwards, Sinners in the Hands of an Angry God

 

 

Devils...stands waiting for them, like greedy hungry lions that see their prey, and expect to have it...

Jonathan Edwards, Sinners in the Hands of an Angry God

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 I put a piece of paper under my pillow, and when I could not sleep 

I wrote in the dark.

Henry David Thoreau

The Inspiration of Things to Come

As a writer, we are often told to write.  Write what we like, what we know.  Write about the things that matter.  Things that make us feel something.  The inspirations and implications are endless.  The world begins to move in a different sort of perspective.  Everything is in infinite detail -- as far as we wish the details to be.  And they arrive from the most peculiar of places:  Aunt Desi's old green Honda, the skateboarder on the wrong side of fifth street jumping curbs.  Even yesterday's mail holds an odd surprise or two of inspiration.

Oh, and when we find it...the worlds we make.  Magical places.  Sometimes, even dark and supernatural places.  Where might a phrase, a verse, or a poem take you?

Supernatural Forces – Lawrence Raab

“The absence of God,” wrote George Bataille,

“is greater, and more divine, than God.”

Which is an idea God might  have come up with

If he’d been French and worried

about how to make it through

the twentieth century.  Do you want this?

If I take it away, will you want it more?

Or will you forget?  That’s the problem

with absence, it leaves itself open

to so much.  Supernatural forces,

for example.  Glowing lights,

out of which the aliens appear

like anorexic children..  Let us help you,

they say, although of course they never speak.

Once they just wanted to take over the planet.

Now they feel sorry for us,

they way God must have felt when he chose

to return into his silence.

No more threats.  No more angels, either.

Only these lost children, come back

to startle us, and vanish.