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Celestial intervention
When I grip my throbbing head and close my eyes, I see visions of a bright corridor filled with angels fluttering effortlessly among chubby cherubs playing spiritual music on small golden harps. I float along naked on a soft fluffy cloud, surrounded on all sides by brilliant plumes of golden light. A sense of calming graciousness fills my heart with warmth as I approach the glowing figure, both imposing and awe inspiring, who takes me by the hand and peers into my soul.
"This one has loved. This one is loved"
I struggle to respond, but cannot.
"It is His will that this one return to his mate, for He has judged them worthy of His blessing."
A powerfully intense light strikes fear in me, causing me to recoil in horror. I am cold as I feel the eyes of many touch my body. Suddenly it feels as though I am failing into a dark and cruel abyss. When I open my eyes, my lover is there, curled around me in a strange bed, surrounded by candles and flowers.
I close my eyes and say nothing, for I have been touched by His grace. I am in love.
"This one has loved. This one is loved"
I struggle to respond, but cannot.
"It is His will that this one return to his mate, for He has judged them worthy of His blessing."
A powerfully intense light strikes fear in me, causing me to recoil in horror. I am cold as I feel the eyes of many touch my body. Suddenly it feels as though I am failing into a dark and cruel abyss. When I open my eyes, my lover is there, curled around me in a strange bed, surrounded by candles and flowers.
I close my eyes and say nothing, for I have been touched by His grace. I am in love.
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11 years ago
I thought u was s'posed to be on Thunderbird 5?
mlant
11 years ago
That is truly beautiful Joel but the only thing I see when I grip my throbbing 'head' and close my eyes are naked men, many many naked men, and they speak to me!!!!
11 years ago
Stands back in amazement, as all those feathers land all around me, gradually picking them up and putting them in an envelop, to post.
Davey1965
11 years ago
Diff'rent Strokes for Diff'rent Folks haha
11 years ago
what you talkin bout willis?
11 years ago
There's no such thing as His Grace
11 years ago
Like to play the harp with you