Thursday, March 17, 2011

without my hopes for the future

what have I got?

the present--

the only now--

the wreck of belief

the reward of trust

broken on the shore of everything

in which we were taught to believe--

belief is horseshit--

live and do what you will--

and stop waiting for God to bless you--

your earnest tries do not matter

pray all you want--

if God will have you wasted and destroyed

then that will be every whit of the price paid--

and that for no one's benefit but your own

but not here--not here--but in the sweet bye-and bye

that is the fulfillment of the Plan--

the loving--utterly heartless Plan


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