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"Home Where We Belong" When the perishable puts on the imperishable, and the mortal puts on immortality, then shall come to pass the saying that is written: "Death is swallowed up in victory. O death, where is your victory? O death, where is your sting?" The sting of death is sin, and the power of sin is the Law. But thanks be to God, who gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ. 1 Corinthians 15:54-57 Occasionally, I have run into a Christian who is afraid of dying. To assist them I have shared these stories. Years ago, a young boy was dying, and he also was afraid. To calm his fears, his mother explained: "Dear, do you remember when you were a little boy how you used to play so hard that when night came you would fall asleep on the couch, or on the floor, or on the back seat of the car?" Yes, he remembered that. Mother continued, "Those places were not your bed. They were not where you belonged. In the morning, much to your surprise, you would wake up and... (more)

.: LifeHasBegun:.
Berhari hujan di hari ahad ini
Misi untuk masak mee kari has to be done tonigt! Harap- harap berjaya. Hujan masih lagi renyai-renyai. Barang-barang banyak yang belum ada. Huhu. Semangat la plak. Chayok laila!!

sands of time
blind, i let you lead me, not worried by the fall. deep, inside you read me, better than them all. pain, is where you free me, and time has left the stall. pushing forward, getting through, there is never enough time spent with you. losing quickly, learning truth, knowing the sands of time have payment due. run, your strings that guide me, finding strength in song. gone, the days that tried me and still your love lives on. pain, is where you free me, less you, night won't be dawn. (02-20-2009)

kwentong pusa

Asan ka. Sinong kasama mo. Gising ka na ba. Kasama ba ako sa panaginip mo.

social incapabilit

even if its just a murmur you could easily pretend you didnt hear and just leave me alone biting my tongue and paranoid I feel that fucking hollowness again. that sense of failure again.

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