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Truth God Blues
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PLformalyknownasPpaul
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Monday, 21st November 2005 @ 10:46:29 AM in AEST
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Standing, my back up against a bank on Peckham high street
Listening to a preacher man on fire in the heat
Every word laced with fierce joy
This man sounds like hes on the right track but hey no ones listening,
Oh boy
I walk up to this preacher man and inquire does a gay man have any place in heaven?
He turns and booms turn for your wicked ways and watch for the seven
I retort would God really create a damned soul?
He starts quoting Leviticus at me and on he steam rolls
Well Im searching for the truth
Yes Im searching for the truth
Oh Im searching for the truth
Havent found it yet
But Im searching for the truth
A paraplegic with rotten teeth interrupts our conversation
He wants some money but preacher man ignores his lamentation
I say hey man have you read the Bible code?
He snaps the Bible is the infallible word of God it dont need no God dammed code
I get up on my toes and ask can you read ancient Greek?
He looks me straight in the eye and says boy listen close to the words that I speak
I been touched by the hand of the Lord
I can speak in tongues
Ive had visions and revelations
I am among the chosen ones
The mysteries of the universe have been laid plain for me to see
I say hey thats great man so you so you can help
He swallows puts his on my shoulders and says boy you got to find it out for your self
Well Im searching for the truth
Yes Im searching for the truth
Oh Im searching for the truth
Havent found it yet
But Im searching for the truth
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Re: Truth God Blues
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by Minus_Blindfold on
Monday, 21st November 2005 @ 11:52:33 AM AEST
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"this is based on a real conversation...except that all the words have been changed"
What does that mean??
It is a good poem/convo/verbal exchange of syllabols or however you spell it. Sry I just wasted your time!!
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Re: Truth God Blues
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by enigma on
Monday, 21st November 2005 @ 06:28:00 PM AEST
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...golly, jee, wow-weeeeeee!
...absolutely solid rock no doubt about it on the money awesome song...why, oh, why, oh, why are we unable to put sound on these here posts...
...what a path...what a path...you are on the most narrowest, most satisfyingest, most one of a kind-eee-ist, most spir-it-chu-ul-eee-ist path that was ever devised to scare the beejeebers out of a human heart...keep it up...keep it up...keep it up...
...oh, by the way...I ABSOLUTELY LOVED IT!
ron...enigma |
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Re: Truth God Blues
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by Former_Member on
Friday, 25th November 2005 @ 03:39:07 PM AEST
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With feet or no feet, we do not have to search far. God instilled wisdom in each of us, it is we who need to open up our eyes, our hearts.. minds.. to know that in each of us lies the truth. Sad to say even the most incredible person who knows the complete bible, word for word sometimes does not understand the true meaning of faith, of love, of understanding, of simple things, pure and simple written signs upon our hearts that we were created with. We are only lost when we ignore those signs.
From my little Book, Apples of Gold, by C.R. Gibson:
Dare to be wise; begin! He who postpones the hour of living rightly is like the rustic who waits for the river to run out before he crosses it.
Here is my quote for my life:
When my eye lids shut, my heart still sees, for I never close its door, by Raquel Leah :D |
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