Back to Square…

WON

PRIDE

The nerve gas of deception, and the sting of held back truth burns through to the bone and leaving him abandoned with the taste of self constructed condemnation. It isn’t over. This is war. Within he musters his will to not let it happen to him again. The lie that he suffered by the hand of one he thought he could trust has now turned on a hinge of indirect psychological warfare.

Determined that he will succeed in this, for

I am the master of trickery and the bribe of bribes,” he declares.

Every piece of me creams with the words kill, steal, and destroy. There is literally nothing that I cannot break. Everything has its breaking point and I will do whatever it takes to find it. Of course, in a hidden, and secured way. Fastened with the element of time, destruction will be the reign of their inner most being, and terror will be on their quivering lips.

But this is all going back to square one. This is falling from grace. This is where he will find the misery of misery, crushed beneath the rock of the universe, and to walk in the path of revenge, hate, and anger he will have found himself a room beside the corpse of the devil himself.

It is almost inconceivable to believe that the devil is alone with him. In fact the devil is only one being. For the devil to spend time with him would mean that he is a threat to the devils temporary existence. He is the awaited symbol of the devils predestined destruction. The bribe of bribes, the trick of tricks, has decided to whisper lies into the pores of his skin and lick the sores of the wounds he inflicts. He then turns thinking to himself “what a mess I am…”

This is true.

I have become a mess for I have followed on a level the bread crumbs of disease.
For the crumbs I consume are the lies I believe.

In his debauchery he has cursed God to his face, rejecting every miracle he has made and forsook his word. Having turned from truth and been molded by the darkness, he injects into his heart, bruising and tearing from the inside out.


Humility

Cures

Worldliness


Submit to God. Resist the devil and he will flee from you.
Draw near to God and He will draw near to you.
Cleanse your hands, you sinners; and purify your hearts, you double-minded.
Lament and mourn and weep! Let your laughter be turned to mourning and your joy to gloom.
Humble yourselves in the sight of the Lord, and He will lift you up.

What force does the devil have outside manipulation? Truth conquers all. Truth reigns forever. Manipulation and every evil device cannot escape the climax of destruction. Every action taken against God has in itself tasted death as soon as it was conceived in the heart. And the heart, full of death, has tasted death many times, and finds no peace.

He must increase
And I
Must decrease.

Jesus, Reign Victoriously

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