thebloodisbad.
if white is the absence of color,
and god is white,
then we cannot see him.
if black is the combination of all color,
and god is black,
we could see him.
since satan is black,
and god is white,
what do we see?
the blood is bad.
we lack perception
we lack a wide field of range
we can only see certain colors,
we can only hear certain noises,
same with all senses.
if we had a greater capacity,
we could see the color in white,
but that will never happen
cuz who can understand god?
the son and holy spirit.
we are red.
the blood is our channel.
always playing a side of the field
never out of bounds.
simply put, we cannot see what we have not been given eyes to see with.
relation to the core of all of christianity.....
faith.
you must have faith in a god who you cannot see.
who, only by the grace of god, can get a glimpse of a world unparallel.
prestoFriday, May 31, 2002
un amigo cree en dios, pero el no cree en malas cosas que hagamos. Por que no? voy con dios. estoy falso, no la verdad. La palabra de dios es la verdad. no es que yo quiero. La verdad es permenente. El sucre esta malo. Los ojos estan cierrando. El Libro es abierto. Es facil. Esta viviendo.
prestoFriday, May 31, 2002
may 24, 2002
eckomartyr for christ.
such a strange name.
but what does it mean??
well i will tell ya.
what is a martyr?
a martyr is someone who dies for a cause.
it is necessary to die for christ.
it is necessary to pick up the cross.
i would like to die a martyr,
however i dont think that i will.
but i can live like a martyr.
constantly repeating the same action.
constantly submitting.
constantly showing compassion.
like an ecco.
ecco.
so then why the k?
like the brand ecko,
i have a brand.
my brand, my label is christ.
i will die for you.
i die for you.
i have died for you.
prestoFriday, May 24, 2002
i look at my hand
realizing that i am in control of it.
i tell it what to do.
i obeys my orders.
i want to be a good boss.
i want my hand to be in good hands.
i look at my hand now,
it is dirty.
it has ink all over it.
it has cuts in it.
it has pain.
yet is still strong.
harsh chemicals collapse into it,
yet it is pure.
yet it functions in life.
my body is my job.
it is for my use.
i can do whatever i want with it.
REALIZATION!
i dont like pain.
yet some is necessary.
like the dirt on my hand.
like the ink all over it.
like the cuts in it.
prestoFriday, May 24, 2002
a prayer for dax,
to feel the slicing
of the iron axe.
a prayer for dax,
to notice your being cut in two
& take the pain to the max.
a prayer for dax,
do not diminish it
do not relax.
a prayer for dax,
realize part of you will die
put down the sacks.
a prayer for dax,
you cannot hear
take out the wax.
a prayer for dax,
your pain is real
these are the facts.
a prayer for dax,
do what is right for
you cannot pay god's tax.
a prayer for dax,
to flush out satan
with god's ex-lax.
prestoFriday, May 24, 2002
