tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13196755.post5178618556669879225..comments2008-06-28T20:53:31.846-05:00LTC Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06423057539370247167noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13196755.post-67264553619527166412008-06-28T20:53:00.000-05:002008-06-28T20:53:00.000-05:00Heh. I might use that idea myself....RTO Trainerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16282158516128336245noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13196755.post-53183959762420225422008-06-27T11:21:00.000-05:002008-06-27T11:21:00.000-05:00Truth Escapes Satans Grip<BR/><BR/>I had a dream. <BR/>I saw satan swimming slowly, languorously, smiling, <BR/>wafting down a river of blood.<BR/>More and more as he spread his blood drenched arms<BR/>across each bank, people murdered themselves<BR/>and murdered their neighbors. <BR/>Their blood poured out filling the river deeper and deeper,<BR/>and satan patiently, willfully, joyfully <BR/>screeched a hideous cry of encouragement. <BR/>The unwitting souls on the riverbank, stood <BR/>with their eyes firmly fixed on the heavens<BR/>spoke the name of God, <BR/>then committed self-murder, <BR/>and satans fingers, dripping blood, dragged their souls<BR/>into his hell bound torrent. <BR/>Occasionally a bright beam of truth <BR/>would shine upon one of the souls on the riverbank <BR/>and they would simply walk away. <BR/>And satan thrashed and screamed each time <BR/>as another soul escaped his grip.<BR/><BR/>Through Grace PeaceThrough Grace Peacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06436671475373387937noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13196755.post-73494951250058293232008-06-26T15:11:00.000-05:002008-06-26T15:11:00.000-05:00Gotta love the Brits!lelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13612218674667870635noreply@blogger.com