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Amazement

The world is full of chaos and turmoil. People look in amazement, as though this is something new. This is not the beginning, but rather the coming of the end. Those that pray and sutdy this, are those that are confusing to us all. Speaking of faith and prayer until this times comes. Always preaching, awaiting the arrival moving on to a place beyond imagine. The time has come, full circle, the time has arrived. Now they look as though they are astonsihed. This world we live in is nothing, only purgatory. The empitamy of nothingness. Void of life, blackness clouds the minds of many. Looking at the changing of the world as the end comes. Surprised are we, that this is actually happening. Are we not the ones that read of this day,  and it's passing? Are we not the ones that believed the words that were read to us? Yet, we look in amazement. We should look, but just to acknowledge that what is happening is real. Never be mistaken... we must always remember that this is very real. But it is going to happen, and all that is required is that we know the truth. The truth... we all want to go to that higher plain of existance. The truth... we all will not make it. Don't marvel, just know that it is meant to be, and it is coming together. When other situations transpire, acknowledge them. Always move to the next day, and know... that in you heart you believe and pray to go to that special place. And that is all you can do.

Copyright © November 2000 Paul E Jones


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