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The pleasure seeking body blindes me. All I leave is death and slavery behind me. In pride my unbelieving faith is founded, my previously living vessel is now grounded. The trumpets sounded and I was left profounded, how could I be left so I wondered… Then again I am reminded, the lies that I told my heart of how I was so spiritually enlightened. True repentance is what I told myself I always so desperately wanted, seeds of pride were planted until evil was the only thing my heart wanted. I forgot about god & his ways and now what was about to be implanted? Purity was the last thing I ever wanted my ticket to hell was granted. 

But what was I rejecting for this to be? The blood of Jesus christ you see... How I scoffed and mocked at every preacher, now I shall be forever with every demonic creature...





A very dark but true poem written by Axel Sprängare. I am an orthodox christian and I want you to know if you're a christian or not there is much salvific wisdom in the orthodox books of the saints who were persecuted and killed in the Ottoman empire and the Soviet union. Return to the original church that Jesus & the apostles founded so long ago...

I hope you all have a good & blessed day.

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