"Once we realize that nothing good that comes from us is not personal, but everything good from us is, then, we can start living; we understand that the Devil is pitted against God, and that we are one with Him, means that we are also attacked, so self-committed offenses are actually a violation to the true personal nature of wanting to do good to others and to be treated the same.

What do you think of this statement?

My Life, as the title of this blog implies

It's been crazy so far. For the most part, I don't know what to say, since it's been so out-of-the-ordinary. Yes, in fact I do feel different. But I have to say that I did feel like a part of this world at one time. I felt like the world was bigger than me and the people around me I could connect to.
But now, it's hard to find the ground on which I can stand and meet other people. It's hard to be on the same page. It's hard to see that my thinking is the same others are thinking. In an attempt to save a life, I lose it. In an effort to keep it, I lose it. Indeed it is crazy, because we think going to church, going to fellowship, and thinking about God, or even acknowleding Him makes Him real, but He's not real until we realize that we don't actually know God, that we can't fully know Him at the most. We have an idea, we know some words that characterize Him, but it's all code.
It's all a way for us to be comfortable with feeling secure. Isn't it? Well, it's a hard thing to challenge your own beliefs, but you have to, otherwise, you might really wander into the darkness or fall into the pit of doom. Seriously, in the pit, there is just darkness, clear sights of evil, and doom.
What are people working for. It beheeves me to consider that they have no idea. That they just go with the system, the flow; they comform to what everyone else is doing, because it looks stable, it seems right. But that's just the opposite of how they feel sometimes. It feels like it's not right, it feels wrong. It feels like they are lost, that they have no sense of objective, that they are being pushed around, or judged for things they didn't want in the first place. Well, I may subconciously be saying these things out loud, as a reflection of self, but I mean it. Doesn't this world feel like a repetition of old things? Don't you observe the way people behave, or how they justify their actions? It feels like a movie, it feels like a universe of clashing clones.
Somehow, we just envelop each other, or we bounce off of each other with postive and negative energy - not thinking much.
Is this sanity to you? Or is this a melting pot we are swirling in?

Testimony - Written by Stephanie Har

Again, I cry to you to implore you to believe. Weep, please mourn. You have to repent.
The kingdom of God is glory-full. Milk and honey overflow.
Glory is God's.

This is not my story, but God's love in my life.
How I am like dust, like vapor, and like a fading flower.

Those are beautiful things.

God's breath of life in my body is a beautiful thing.
How there is only one truth, only ONE, is sad.

In it, we are lost.
In it, we seek out falsehood. We believe lies.
We give into false "truths."
We give in too easily, too fondly, too blindly, and too bad.

We can't possibly know unless God shows Himself. We're too accustomed to the dark.
The light is blinding.

Capture the Audience - written by Stephanie Har

Words are never enough,
Passion's always setting the world on fire,
Jealousy - a deep poisonous puddle,
What I cannot describe, I'll say it with my heart,
There's a love out there who is God himself

I want to be more than I am,
I want to kill, because I rage in my heart,
I want more than I can take,
It's gonna be what breaks me

Capture the audience,
Fill in the void,
Living is losing,
Cry out for my help (x2)

I'm always here, bleed for me,
Take my heart, and I will heal yours

Enduring the Fight - written by Stephanie Har

We are mighty warriors, we are we outside, we are with our light,

We are with out the might, we are without the sight of life.

We are with might, we are merely in flight, we are merely in life, we are merely in light,

we are mighty in fight, we are never in sight, we are lifters of light, we are lifters of night,

We are weavers of light, we are weavers of fight, we glisten with fight, we lighten with strength,

we strengthen with light,

We strengthen with sight, we might win this night,

We might win this fight,

We might see the light, we might see the sight, we might win the night.