The Prophet Revealed

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By QUIZ2012

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THE SIGHT's BLINDIN!

Well, it was about two or three months ago and the storms of life had over taken, propelling me into unconsciousness. Battered, confused, famish for guidance, nothing seemed stable. My passions were failing and the outer circle mock my presence. Caught in my dismay, I attracted exactly what living holds true: FULLNESS. You see, an awakening was happening, but...I just couldn't fathom it. I was too stuck in planet mudd, while the cosmos constructed it self. But first, I needed a foundation for the growth to progress. I begin to see things; some may say: the unknown, uncanny, weird, unnatural or Supernatural; then instead of us beating around the bush, let's just say it... Spiritual Things. "You feel that?" When I mentioned "Spiritual?" The sound of it generated somewhat of a response within you. TRUTH doesn't lie, that's why 'that' 'in you' piked at the vehicle which "resigns." Exactly! Let me tell you how ALL of this is relevant and the completion of this article establishes and chastens existence.

"Time was when man was not..."

In deep thought I played it cool though, boundaries had been broken. I'm seriously tight. Seething. Perspiring seemed to not faze me, actually it heighten the waken moment. Boundaries had been broken! My superior Devin Spiter, just called me out. Told me I wasn't accending. Okay, a few mishaps here and there, but ALL in ALL, time speaks for it self. Four years. I've given life. What may seem intolerable has to be tolerable. I mean what's in it? 'Thieving snake." But , was it needed for me to fall back perhaps this segment? "If life of man at any time began...," The past few weeks had waken me up to something, delivered a path. The steps were clearly cut, and I desired to follow them. What should I do? Can I do it? I was sick of stagnation. I planted the seed.

"...a time would come when it would end.

I met my computer and typed, g-o-o-g-l-e.c-o-m and entered my heading for my mail which is usually filled with a bunch of junk. Nothing really seem important. Spam we call it. But I begin to realize EVERYTHING + NOTHING = ALL. For the last few weeks my cousin had been pounding me with loads of info for online ventures. 'ALL praises.' T Shawp had the best interest at hand knowing that our art was reaching levels inwardly but outward the foundation wasn't solid. I entered my quiz8024@gmail.com account with liberty, no need to enter my password. And as I anticipated endless words. Though there was a few invites to intelligent conventions and art gatherings, and some survey earnings reaching forty and fifty dollars a week, it seemed much work but thru exemplification I prevailed mind body and soul. "But man himself is not the body, nor the soul... but the spirit" Placing two of my $3.00 totaled surveys in a folder for later. I needed to catch up on those, but for now I scrolled down, viewing the headings and 'catch line' text from my messages trying to get a sell, when, "one" sparked my interest. Intrigued a label part in year which screamed to me URGENT! 'Oh yeah! This that program T shawp displayed:' ."Man is LORD of plane of soul and plane of things made manifest..." Clicking the affiliate link, I was brought to a visual presentation which I scrutinize to the T for any imperfections. But really it was a gift sent. I needed it. T shawp words ranked jewels!

"MAN is a spirit and one" ALL

Earlier that day Devin and I had gotten into it big time. I couldn't continue to allow him to consume my life with obstructions. So I unfolded. "A multitude of lessons man must learn" The ocean is never calm, but yet it doesn't yearn for more. Life points you towards serenity in which I proceeded confident aspiring within that sanctum. No more worries will I imitate, because the reason Spiter conjured his ferocious laments, were only for my benefit. I knew that the universal law governed any and everything. His rhetoric's had no force, only the power he possessed, and we know that's nothing when handed to a fool. So it only foretold my fortune. I sought balance.

IN CONCLUSION

I begin to finish up my prosperous information so the outcome would be relevant and solidify what was needed. Signing my life in the Opt-in box construed a leap which was sited by many. The impressions were monumental splashing Love to many. Though prints were asked for, it was okay. The security and knowledge of knowing, doing trial..."BEHOLD! I stand, to praise TRUTH. As a result, what cycled in my third eye later that night was my compensation. I felt qualified. Though the quantity outweighed or overwhelmed my position and only a single response materialized, FAITH is what I knew. "Man will be fully saved, redeemed, perfected and esteemed by the things he suffers."

Peace

QUIZ2012

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OnTheJourney 3 months ago

" I was sick of stagnation. I planted the seed." I sometimes think those that stagnate (myself in this group) have a distinct advantage. In that non movement God seems to show up, or better said, we have a heightened awareness of HIM, everywhere, and very vividly.

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QUIZ2012 Hub Author 3 months ago

Truth. HE is everything their is there was and every will be.

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