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Name: Justin
Location: Roanoke, Virginia, United States
Birthday: 11/11/1986
Gender: Male
Interests: Reading, writing, playing keyboards.
Check me out on Myspace:Kindofaone
Expertise: Halo and Keyboards
Occupation: Artist
Industry: Entertainment
Message: message me
Website: visit my website
Member Since:
8/8/2005
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| I am back. Looking back through my old posts. I have changed alot. It looks like the one that really got deceived was me. I have to keep learning. | | |
| I've been ashamed for a long time...
Turning your back on what you believe in is incredibly hard to do...
My faith has always been strong, it is however my will that breaks me...
I know what is right, I know what is wrong...
It is the absence of actually performing acts of Christ that has been notably absent in my life .
I almost view myself as a weaker, more pathetic Constantine, believing in heaven, believing in hell.
Nothing more.
But it appalls me how I act oblivious to the signs and designs around me.
I hold on to perception, and deny reality.
My zealousness is gone, and I seek answers to repentance. Not ways to change.
Am I trapped, and without hope for the next world?
Perception in the moral sense, is nothing more than one's interpretation of morality.
Reality, is something that we all wish to escape and deny.
But we find out, in life or death, that it existed. It escaped us, and will haunt us eternally.
Unless you embrace the Reality of it all, it breaks you, entraps you.
Damns you...
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| Moving right along... I think that acceptance and day dreaming are all that occupy my mind these days. When so much changes so fast, and you feel that you never got a real chance at things, you day dream alot. Go fucking figure... | | |
| Time and time again, these sights take my breath away.
Perhaps they take away too much and leave to little.
The hope that resides in these sights, these names and feelings, makes me grow a little stronger and wiser everyday.
All the chances that I had I realize are gone. But I am not trapped, when one door closes, another opens.
This is where I really live. Where no one can find me and no one can find it.
It is so much better this way. Wandering back, entranced by melody, it leads me through heaven on earth.
Where everything is as unchanged and unscathed.
As it was when I first found it.
Now if you'll excuse me, I'm late...
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