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The Truth
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_-=-_] Visions [_-=-_ If The Gravity of God can Touch You Then Total Silence never Falls And only Music Levitates The Sound of Love Which Hears us all If the Brilliant Light of God can See you Then Shadows never can be Found And only Visions can Reflect The Sight of Love Which Looks Around __] (c)1999 [__
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I recieved a vision a couple of weeks ago... It was strange and I have never had one before. It started when I placed my hands together, palm to palm, fingertips to fingertips, and I noticed a new energy that I hadn't felt before. I gave it to God. And then I saw, like a dream, except I was WIDE awake, I saw this giant EYE up above me. Out of the eye something started coming down towards me. It looked like a beam of light, but as I looked closer it appeared to be a network of vines or roots, they were growing towards me in a perfectly straight line. They formed this crystal like a spherical cage around me. And I felt fear, I sensed an evil vibe around me, so I focused on faith. I said, "NO!" and I emmitted a powerful blast radius that Shattered the crystal plant, sphere of branches thing, and I grew stronger, I saw that I was flying then, or at least hovering. Then these images appeared iside my mind. These jagged mountains through heavy rain. Dark clouds, ominous looking. And I "zoomed in" to one of the tallest mountains, a triangular peak. It's peak started flashing and changing colors very rapidly, like a strobe light rainbow triangle or something. And the scope of my vision watched that for a while, then the inside of the triangular strobe started spinning into a vortex, faster and faster. Until finally it resembled that symbol on the back of the dollar bill, the eye inside a triangle. It said to me, "I am with God." And I pondered that for a bit, and it didn't seem like the truth to me. I said, "I believe you are trying to lie to me!" All of a sudden it faded, I opened my eyes and said, "God's Country." I don't know why I said that. But I knew something strange had just happened. I immediately noticed the silence, so there must have been a lot of noise in my vision, but I don't recall any. I think it means...well, I just had to delete it, God won't let me tell you what it means, for some reason.
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i used to have visions of us together. you smiling and holding me with your obviously strong arms. but i've abandoned that. the unreality of it has made me cry too many times. i don't want to cry about you anymore. yesterday when you smiled at me i thought i saw your heart down there somewhere. but you were being led off by a cute little thing to somewhere that would make you happy. so i've abandoned that. but your smile still makes me cry.
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i have been having very disturbing visions of late.... i find myself nodding off constantly, and in these troubled sleeps, i see everything spinning, someone chanting "here is justice, here is punishment, here, in me." when "here, in me" happens, a view of a bloodstain. the world spinning apart, spiralling off in all directions, leaving only the core, which spins faster and faster, until nothingness this final one that i can remember is my far the most gruesome. a background of fire infants on chopping blocks crimson crimson crimson
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martyr
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for the love of life itself, why do i have these dreams and visions? somebody..........................help.
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and then the mountain collapses on top of the hammock and seventy thousand dreams get buried like a tyrant falling within a castle that crashes from repeated catapulting the truck explodes into seventy thousand pieces after hitting nostalgia central hotel the place where the driver found out that his entire world rested suspiciously on the middle of a slope that was ready for an avalanche to come barreling down covering the driver with seventy thousand tons of snow that tasted terrible there is this throat that constricts as if it were ready for seventy thousand pythons to take turns crashing the breath out of him as if it all was forecasted before the act was even happening so he chokes uncontrollably according to his own invisibility
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what's it to you?
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