thepenofareadywriter
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I am going to try to make this as short as possible...when I was around 25 years old my wife left me, that sent me to a place that you do not want to be,[a state of mind] total depression I walk the streets maybe 6 months don't know for sure. One day someone gave me a bible and took me in. Back to normal going to work have my own place all the good things. Even going to church which didn't last long because I couldn't stand being around all the actors. time passed on...I woke up one morning and found I was sleeping in the alley, I had no idea what happened, but I was very scared. I remembered that bible helped me before, so I asked somebody if they could get me one. I spent the next 22 years on the streets of ca. az. and nv. reading, eating, and sleeping that book. fasting for weeks at a time more then once. conversation, visions in the present of perfection...so close to god that I began to question him. because his book says come let us reason together. time once again passed on...Present time I have a beautiful wife and daughter, own three houses have a good job and will be retiring in 3 years...what I found was there was no one name jesus.. the bible is full of truth... and lies. the tree of the knowledge of good and evil comes in many binders [binders as in book binders]. he is the alpha [A] the omega [Z] and every letter in between, I don't always call him god sometimes I say the power or even the essence of all. I don't claim to know it all, far from it. but I do know that he is the word and the word was with god and the word was god and all things were made by him. who were all these books of old written by...by men like me those that have had to search the very soul of their own minds. yes I made contact with the beginning, yes I get inspired by him and yes my pen is his tongue...just like the men of old what I hear that I write... Psa 45:1 To the chief Musician upon Shoshannim, for the sons of Korah, Maschil, A Song of loves. My heart is inditing a good matter: I speak of the things which I have made touching the king: my tongue is the pen of a ready writer.
