There are still times, they come and go, when I half expect the world to turn inside out, reveal its hidden, horrible face. Then the unutterable truth would be revealed, and I would be shown to myself and the world in the light of all darkness: yes, even these days, I still half think that this might just happen, almost peeking out from behind the veil of ordinary life. I regain my senses, though, always, never letting myself believe it all the way — not even close to it, really — the feeling passes like a whim of the wind. There will always be perhaps things that reason will not penetrate, at least, not to their full depths, always a ghost somewhere in the machine, a bit of beast in the most civilized countenances. I imagine this little wildness in the plain face of the universe does me some good, somewhere. Maybe just as a reminder that things are not always as they seem, and that one’s whole life might turn on the thinnest dime.
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11:31pm friday, 22nd december
Stand, if you want to see the mystery, you have to be totally faithful,one slip up and you miss the whole thing.Its like walking a tightrope.I should warn you, once you see the mystery, you might not agree with it.I don't.
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7:11pm saturday, 23rd december
Evil Jesus is alot worse than Satan................
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7:32pm saturday, 23rd december
When the power of love is foresaken, it becomes evil...........put that in your notebook.
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