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| receiving and accepting are TWO DIFFERENT THINGS.
I swear the next person that I hear say that salvation is a free gift and there is nothing we can do to earn it, but then follow it up with you have to do ___________ (insert ritualistic action here ie; be baptized) to recieve it. I think i might punch them
I don't understand how on God's earth you can so blatanly contradict yourself. ACCEPTING AND RECEIVING ARE TWO DIFFERENT THINGS. all you have to do is accept it, you already received it from day one.
am i alone here, or is there anyone else out there who is getting slightly tired of contradictions like these that occur in modern christian church doctrine. | | |
| Nick: God is Gray
Mark: God is Red
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| This song rocks my face. I am not like a huge for emo but this song hits the nail on the head for me.
Hope dangles on a string
Like slow spinning redemption
Winding in and winding out
The shine of which has caught my eye
And roped me in
So mesmerizing, so hypnotizing
I am captivated
I am Vindicated
I am selfish
I am wrong
I am right
I swear I'm right
I swear I knew it all along
And I am flawed
But I am cleaning up so well
I am seeing in me now the things you swore you saw yourself
So clear
Like the diamond in your ring
Cut to mirror your intentions
Oversized and overwhelmed
The shine of which has caught my eye
And rendered me so isolated, so motivated
I am certain now that
So turn
Up the corners of your lips
Part them and feel my finger tips
Trace the moment, fall forever
Defense is paper thin
Just one touch and I'd be in
Too deep now to ever swim against the current
So let me slip away
So let me slip away
So let me slip away
So let me slip against the current
So let me slip away
So let me slip away
So let me slip away
Slight hope
It dangles on a string
Like slow spinning redemption...
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One last disguise
Pawns standing in awe of the game
Of the stage
You've worked so hard at building an empire
Of secret rooms to display yourself
And add to your wealth
The sting of.
Oh, it stings
When I saw it all come crashing
I witnessed the sound of a million voices
Screaming for a public hanging
So hide yourself, hide, hide yourself for now.
We caught you plotting murder
And now the Tide is Turning
We'll light our souls, heal our bones
Upon your empire burning
When the world is a target for humanity's market
And all of it's sold for a dime
I've seen the towers of gods
And the power of men
In disguises of the worst kind
I am the words on the page
I am the death among life today
I am the voice of one among the silent
Who's tired of burning among the flames
So hide yourself, hide, hide yourself for now.
We caught you plotting murder
And now the Tide is Turning
We'll light our souls, heal our bones
Upon your empire burning
I do not need anymore truthless heroes
We don't need no truthless heroes
So hide yourself, hide, hide yourself for now.
We caught you plotting murder
And now the Tide is Turning
We'll light our souls, heal our bones
Upon your empire burning
I need truth
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| I think I am a poser.
Maybe not with everything, In fact I know that I am real with most things in most situations.
However, I think I am being a bit poserish with some things in my life.
I am putting out a big I'm a poser douche, and sorry if I was ever fake with you apology to everyone. I am gonna try to be more real with people.
BUT, you still have to have tact with people. if some girl ask me "does this dress make me look chunky?" I can't say what I honestly think if she looks like jabba the hut in the get up, so I have to say, "Well it brings out your eyes."
See, where do you draw the line between being totally real with people and trying your hardest not to lie to them, and steering clear from honest truth to spare someone's feelings?
who knows. I used modge podge today in art while working on my mixed media. I enjoyed using modge podge. Yahoo for modge podge. Modge Podge tra-la-la.
Im outie
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