Every word from that nonsense-prolific orifice of yours is heresy. Worried about what others will think and what's embarrassing. Broken speech of a useless philosophy. Searching for a part of life to hold on to is within your broken psychie. You're just like the rest of them, blending in with the canvas so gray. Your nonsense isn't based on anything at all, what you haven't said I needn't say. You've wandered around in the dark for too long. Wandered so far your direction is wrong. Away from God's light leads you to a life of despair. What's at the end of the wrong path is a real nightmare. The sort of things you go to bed and dare not think about. That's the result. That's what happens when your light is out. Your nonsensical philosophy only builds more anger, confusion, doubt. Useless words trying to make sense of life by running off at the mouth. I want to help you, I want to lift up your days. Surely, not me, but God, can change your ways. ~ 2:58 PM 11/13/2003
