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Roads of life
08/07/2008
Joel Akin
What. If I were a source of power it would be small but it is a question. The question is “Who” and that is also a question but one which is the answer to the What.
The What is the answer to Who and Who is the answer to What.
Now if that is what you want then want is the answer to what. If what is the call of life it is that God is God and not a where or a who in the world type person. God is He and He who is the God we know and love. The possible conclusion is that you are a surface or a species of time and if so that is good but if not it is bad.
So if you look at the ammonite it is pyrite but if we have it it is ammolite but not the purest of gem forms. Ammolite is like a gift of God to those who form the name from life. For if it is a good term then so is Korite and both of those are terms one might see in the Bible. Things which people can use freely until they try to copy it or take it. Then it becomes a man and a man who is free and a man who is real and a man who is pure.
If such a thing is possible then the thought is that such a man isn’t real or isn’t so real that his heart isn’t so ‘there’ as well.
So lets say that if I, one man, can live, then why can’t others? The answer is one which God has answered already, that I am not to blame for life. I am not to blame for existing. I am just a man and one man who does what is right and one day people will see it that way.
However, what does one do with the dream I have? For if I am a man who prays then prayer is meant to grow and if it is meant to grow then it is meant to have a repercussion no matter how slim it might seem. If it doesn’t then there is a problem which is either of the man or of the God. If God is God and He is then the way to life has to form upon the layer of things that came already. That means if I pray then those things have to grow and if they grow they have to live.
If ammonite came and went then why does it remain in so many of our forms upon our jewelry and in our world in the form of dreams? For I had a dream of ammonite and God said “It is sin” so if I have sin is it true name of sin?
If such a thing is possible could God be caught in a cross or in a fire? Of course it sounds crazy but what if God is in the Heart and the Heart is the horse caught in the sea and in the lee and in the plea of the horse upon the bee.
Now the sting would be the play upon the word and the WORD would be Christ upon the place of a heart in the sea of men. He would be the plea of a man to see it as a gift and to think it through for if the gay is the gift of men then who is the gift of gayety? For if gayety were the little gayety of the heart and people were gay in the sense of time who then would be home in the form of milk?
For if milk were chocolate would black men be offended? If chocolate were the sea of men who then would be cocoa and who would be pebbles upon the sea and shore of men?
Thus the way of the ammonite is caught into the sea of a time when men were bitten in the sea of men who were of afore and they are grit in the sea and grit in the plea of men to find an answer to the solution of time as to why the day of God doesn’t arrive.
For if God doesn’t speak to a man who is in prison then who is in prison that isn’t free to be in prison? For if a man gives his all and still doesn’t live then what is the give of time as the sea of men?
The point is people have to think about everything and the point of everything is the gift of a thought on purity. For if a man thinks it sin then it is even if it isn’t. Thus the sea of it would be plywood and chair and lifting skirts by the bile and not the Nile upon the wee of a heart crying “Here am I” and that is the lick of a dog for the sea of time caught into a way of life called season of men in the bay of a pig.
Finally it is the Lord who would see a way of time and it would be the plea of time for a gift of thought called time in the sea of time or the way it would work if sin were really caught in a cryp and the crypt became cryptic and the cryptical man became the sea of a thought called “life begins when men have time to think” and that is the gift of a night with life or life in the freedom of a mature thought.
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