When I first thought about writing this post I had a lot of things I wanted to say and there was going to be very little filtering involved, but I've had a little time to calm down and to measure my words carefully. I may say some things you disagree with and if you stop reading that is fine. You have a right not to read what I have to say. I hope that you will consider what I say as my honest feelings and respect them for what they are. With that being said, I am going to mention some things I have seen posted by friends on facebook and elsewhere. I am not going to call those friends out and I respect their right to say what they believe, but I wanted to be upfront with what may seem hypocritical on the surface.
Now, if you are ready to continue, read on and leave whatever comments you would like. I only ask that you keep things respectful. Continue reading
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Isolating darkness had opened her mind to the madness that lurks hidden in the black places of the universe. Ancient beings of unimaginable power, hidden behind the thin protective layer of reality, had spoken to her in whispers that never reached her ears. They assured her that there was no God; that such a benevolent entity would have been consumed by his jealous peers long before the creation of man. No, in their experience the universe was a cruel place made to be ruled by those who had the will to get what they wanted. Anyone who thought differently was a fool born to be ruled by others.
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The noise grew louder and its source more discernible, so Margaret clawed her way across the floor, slowly dragging her body across the floor. She was too weak to stand and her bloodied fingertips and broken nails provided little purchase on the cold, reinforced steel floor. She had already resigned herself to death, and made peace with her own mortality. Her time within the room had stripped her of any notion of a benevolent God, and even as she prayed for someone to open the door and rescue her, it was not the God of her youth that her silent pleas beseeched for deliverance.
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