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Do you remember that disgusting taste? The one that made you want to vomit and retch? Strengthen what remains. You must go back to that hell.

“Pure fire, you burn my every molecule.”

Refine me through the flames.

“No power our enemies possess can stop you.”

There, fear and anger will find you again. Do not grow weary.

“Have you not known? Have you not heard? The LORD is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth. He does not faint or grow weary; his understanding is unsearchable. He gives power to the faint, and to him who has no might he increases strength. Even youths shall faint and be weary, and young men shall fall exhausted; but they who wait for the LORD shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings like eagles; they shall run and not be weary; they shall walk and not faint.”



“But I have this against you, that you have abandoned the love you had at first.”

First and the Last. The Beginning and the End.

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Thank you for the people you have placed in my life. It’s weird. I don’t understand. Who are you?

Isaiah 6

“Holy, holy, holy is the LORD of hosts; the whole earth is full of his glory!”

“Woe is me! For I am lost; for I am a man of unclean lips, and I dwell in the midst of a people of unclean lips; for my eyes have seen the King, the LORD of hosts!”

“And I heard the voice of the Lord saying, ‘Whom shall I send, and who will go for us?’ Then I said, ‘Here am I! Send me.'”



“Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.”


2 letters.

Empty, I come.



0 + 1 = 1

One step closer to world domination by my robot army.

There’s plenty more steps to take. An imagination full of ideas to create. Might as well enjoy the journey.

Sometimes I wish I was a robot. Wouldn’t get tired. Wouldn’t have to deal with certain things. But then I wouldn’t be able to create and enjoy certain things.

Like Mars.



“Who is this that hides counsel without knowledge?”

I’m sorry. I’ll be quiet…but

Who are you? Who is I AM?



Search diligently until you find her. Do not forsake or forget her. Walk alongside her and treasure her.

    “Get wisdom; get insight;

      do not forget, and do not turn away from the words of my mouth.

    Do not forsake her, and she will keep you;

      love her, and she will guard you.

    The beginning of wisdom is this: Get wisdom,

      and whatever you get, get insight.

    Prize her highly, and she will exalt you;

      she will honor you if you embrace her.

    She will place on your head a graceful garland;

      she will bestow on you a beautiful crown.”

    I’m realizing that this is probably one of the first times I am able to call something my own. It feels like I’m slowly learning about the difference between entitlement and responsibility.

    She is yours. You searched and found. You chose and received. The first step was: you were given a right after you searched for it. What comes next? You do not forget, you always remember, you guard, protect, and love.



    But if I were wise, words and complaints could not be released.

      “But he is unchangeable, and who can turn him back?

        What he desires, that he does.

      For he will complete what he appoints for me,

        and many such things are in his mind.

      Therefore I am terrified at his presence;

        when I consider, I am in dread of him.

      God has made my heart faint;

        the Almighty has terrified me;

      yet I am not silenced because of the darkness,

        nor because thick darkness covers my face.”

      These passions that exist within – who can accuse me? Have I not tried to understand all situations and cases? Have I not diligently avoided their gaze in hopes that they would blur and fade away? Have I been careless in my search for excuses that would make them guilty and unworthy?

      “What is man, that you make so much of him, and that you set your heart on him”

      Oh, if you were to relieve me of these passions. That my mind could find comfort and peace without them. That I could be content for but a moment. Oh, if you were to at least explain why they still remain? Explain how they survived my onslaught? Have I not tried to abandon them? Have I not tried to choke them out and kill them?

      It is as if you control the flies buzzing around. Zooming back and forth in an unpredictable fashion. They always make their presence by my ear known. So I seek them out one by one. When they land and take their rest, I pounce and swat them with a quick strike. Squashed and splattered they slide to the ground. For who can take hold of a fly in motion? That can predict its movement and guide its path?

      Who are you that when you speak: the words fly into action, producing your will? Who can understand your ways? I am terrified. That you don’t even need to speak and yet things are released upon your command.

      Birth, Wisdom, Life


      “But ask the animals, and they will teach you,

        or the birds in the sky, and they will tell you;

      or speak to the earth, and it will teach you,

        or let the fish in the sea inform you.

      Which of all these does not know

        that the hand of the Lord has done this?

      In his hand is the life of every creature

        and the breath of all mankind.

      Does not the ear test words

        as the tongue tastes food?

      Is not wisdom found among the aged?

        Does not long life bring understanding?