ThornsEverything was black. That is the first thing that I remember.
I had no idea how I had arrived here. Or even if I had arrived here at all. I didn't know if I was born or even made here. I didn't know if I had died and ended up here. All I knew was that I was here, and that it was black.
But I wasn't the only thing that was here in this darkness. All around me were the thorns. Bushes of them; covering up much of what I could see. There were thorns upon thorns, thorns blanketing the ground, thorns reaching towards the sky if the blackness could even have a sky as if they were trying to escape from this bleak place. I felt a strange connection to those thorns; as if I should be trying to escape this place as well. But at the same time, this place allured me. Called me, if you will. I felt like I should no, needed to leave, but everything in my body and most of my soul wanted me to stay, to discover the meaning of this, to ask the question of wh
A Christian perspective on death.A Christian perspective on death.
Let’s begin by stating the obvious: someday we will all die. It’s never an easy thing to hear. We generally prefer not to think about death usually because we’re too busy living. But everyday we inch a little closer to the grave, our final resting-place, whether we like it or not. The Bible is very blunt on the question of death and decay. Job 20:7 tells us that people will ‘perish forever like their own dung; those who have seen them will say, “where are they?’ A famous image for death is the surfing out of a candle’s flame: once it burned brightly, the next minute…nothing…a fading tail of smoke. But what if the smoke didn’t actually disappear but went somewhere else - somewhere we can’t see? Here we begin to move into religious explanations about death and what lies beyond it.
For Christians the physical world is not the only world or the only human reality. We believe in life after de
Dying SunTawa stood there and looked down on what was left of Earth. So far the only gods and goddesses that were left were the Earth deities. The sea deities had vanished by ascending or in other ways, as well as the gods and goddesses of nature. The sky/air gods and goddesses were barely hanging on since the atmosphere of Earth is evaporating. Tawa and the rest of the sun gods knew that this day would happen. The sun is going into Red Giant stage, and they did not know what to do. The archangel Uriel came to him.
“We all knew this day would come.” Uriel told him. Tawa then replied to her. “I know, it’s just… he sighed. “I thought we would have a longer time with our worshippers, or in your case, devotees.”
Tawa and the rest of the sun deities knew Uriel wasn’t technically counted as deity due to her being connected to the Abrahamic religions which was focused on monotheism. But she was prayed to as a saint by the Catholics.
Ra then replied
A Soul in Hellby Sean Emery
Here I am, one of the souls of the damned, burning in flames and tortured by demons. Sometimes getting either acid or molten lead on my face. I wondered what I did to anger God, then I realized that I swindled and scammed elderly people before I died in a vehicle accident. Now I have so much molten gold forced fed to me every day that I'm surprised that I don't shit gold. I remember that after I crashed, I awoke and got up, but then I saw an ambulance, a couple of police vehicles, a news van, and my dead body on the pavement with both of my legs broken in half.
As I realized what happened, I felt an ominous presence behind me and looked. It was an a white owl with red eyes who then turned into an 8 foot skeletal figure in a black robe with a scythe, red eyes and it held a large parchment that was nearly 10 feet long that reached the ground. He was looking at his parchment, leaned towards me and growled in a low voice, "You have no reason to stay on this plane of mortal ex
End of DaysAs the wind shifts
Daylight dies upon the water
Mournful sorrow drifts
Racing beneath its slaughter
Gently now we darkly weep
With eyes that bleed but sand
Driven like the blackened sheep
Harrowing across barren land
Bleating fright in woeful tones
To stagger beneath this sight
Alas, alas, we are but bones
In the birth of endless night
Tis too late to staunch the tide
Too long we’ve denied its blight
All chances impatiently set aside
Blinded with self-centered sight
Oh woe a path of wicked pride
Has exposed our dreadful ways
Our decay we can no longer hide
Tis twilight in the end of days
SonneillonI was there when the first man killed another in cold blood millions of years ago. I was there behind every murderer ever since that day. I am the one behind many wars and I have been the face behind many of them, from Hitler, to Nero, to Ahab, Herod, Custer, Hirohito, Caligula, and many others.
I was the one who had Gein kill women due to his mother telling him that women are evil. I was the one who caused the genocides of Jews, Native Americans, Tutsis, Rohingya, the Armenians and even Klansmen who kill African-Americans. I was the one who had both Matthew Shepard and Harvey Milk murdered. I was behind school shootings such as Sandy Hook, Columbine, and Virginia Tech. I have been the faces of Westboro, Steven L Anderson, Walid and Theodore Shoebat. I am also behind the faces of extremists such as ISIS and Al-Qaeda. I will always be around since I represent hatred itself and as for my name, call me Sonneillon.
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