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Something Different. . .
The Bible is Not Understood or Believed as Written by This World of Believers; So Says God Through His Words Not Believed.
It's only when a person can leave themselves while also disassociating themselves from this world and its humans ways that they can begin to see reality as it truly is.
Ronnie and Liam are two teenagers who truly love each others but cant be together like anybody else . i was inspired by a true story so it's kind of real
This is a story about an alcoholic man named Jake, who, while in the midst of another drinking bout, is mistakenly kidnapped as the thief of an illegal drug ring's "Product".
By Zak Magick
Even in the post-apocalyptic world, man is still man's greatest enemy.
Short Story | Updated Aug 25, 2014 | Reads: 20 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Finding someones imperfections perfect
When you lose someone you admired so much it kills you!
A poem about the black galleys from the moon-beasts in the Dreamlands.
The title alone speaks a truth this world chooses not to hear, like or believe just as this world of religions don't believe what God speaks against false shepherds worldwide and how they all have become religious hypocrites.
By Maverick Jones
A short story about something that could actually happen.
What all on this earth need to know has been written in the Bible; however God is not pleased with any earth dwellers being of this world because their worldly ways make them blind and separated from God for the worst timesoftrouble coming upon this entire human race in the years...
A memoirs of struggles betrayals & trust issues
Please can you give me your oppionioms of this so far, is it good bad what needs improvement is it worth reading ect. appreciated thank you
Book | Updated Aug 4, 2014 | Reads: 35 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Ted Gerard
This is Unfinished...I found it while cleaning it was on a piece of scrap paper...I tend to write or start ideas and I forget half the things I write... I think it was about a man being chased by himself...idk I'll start writing it again and it'll come to me...lol...my mind
We always said this could never happen. But here we are about to cross that line
By Frankie Frost
Dirt weighs heavy upon my breath,
Sweet oblivion, I welcome death.