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Array ( [sid] => 148418 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Who am I you may ask [time] => 2009-03-10 23:43:08 [hometext] => [bodytext] => The poem itself I think isn't that good. Nothing to do with the message but I just wanted to let off some steam this is generally along the lines of what I think however

I sit up here in my own space
Looking down on the human race
And as time goes by
I watch each one of them die

Why should I care
I'm just glad I'm not there
I'm up high
just passing time by

I could stop it all
but I'm up so high seems like to much of a fall
I have the power to stop them before anyone dies
but then how would I pass the time by

I sit here watching this movie I made called life go by
I get to see start to finish
the apocolpe is when they all die
then they think they get to come sit up high

no then I would just make another race
watch them as they evolve at their own pace
Then the movie starts all over again
I get to see it all over start to end

I have to power to change it all
who am I you may ask?
You may stand in awe
but I'm none other than your god

But Nothing ever changes
My power gone to waste
even though there are some who worship me in their race
I hope you all know nothing will rearrange
this is just life
Your god has never been gone
You may call what I think a sin
but simpily I think god has never been [comments] => 6 [counter] => 215 [topic] => 43 [informant] => Voice of the Silent [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )

Who am I you may ask

Contributed by Voice of the Silent on Tuesday, 10th March 2009 @ 11:43:08 PM in AEST
Topic: oops

The poem itself I think isn't that good. Nothing to do with the message but I just wanted to let off some steam this is generally along the lines of what I think however

I sit up here in my own space
Looking down on the human race
And as time goes by
I watch each one of them die

Why should I care
I'm just glad I'm not there
I'm up high
just passing time by

I could stop it all
but I'm up so high seems like to much of a fall
I have the power to stop them before anyone dies
but then how would I pass the time by

I sit here watching this movie I made called life go by
I get to see start to finish
the apocolpe is when they all die
then they think they get to come sit up high

no then I would just make another race
watch them as they evolve at their own pace
Then the movie starts all over again
I get to see it all over start to end

I have to power to change it all
who am I you may ask?
You may stand in awe
but I'm none other than your god

But Nothing ever changes
My power gone to waste
even though there are some who worship me in their race
I hope you all know nothing will rearrange
this is just life
Your god has never been gone
You may call what I think a sin
but simpily I think god has never been

Copyright © Voice of the Silent ... [ 2009-03-10 23:43:08]
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Re: Who am I you may ask (User Rating: 1 )
by Ess3nc3 on Wednesday, 11th March 2009 @ 12:19:30 AM AEST
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Any piece of literature that you can sit down and write straight from the mind or heart is a good piece of literature. Clearly this was your intention. I refuse to believe in God myself, not because I don't want to, but because there are so many inconsistencies I find in the whole concept of his existence. Surely, I would like to believe in a higher power, but based on logic and science, I find it unlikely for there to be a man so omnipotent and capable. Nevertheless, good work my friend.

Re: Who am I you may ask (User Rating: 1 )
by simsalabim on Wednesday, 11th March 2009 @ 12:50:53 AM AEST
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sad....i think. reminds me of the movie slacker... the guy wh o ran over his mother...

::twitches::

Re: Who am I you may ask (User Rating: 1 )
by simsalabim on Wednesday, 11th March 2009 @ 01:00:25 AM AEST
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BTW, is "the sims" the only videogame you play?

::spins into a ball::

Re: Who am I you may ask (User Rating: 1 )
by venkat on Wednesday, 11th March 2009 @ 03:56:41 AM AEST
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Good read. It is thought provoking..
Regarding the existence of God..
you have freedom to express your ideas...
.venkat

Re: Who am I you may ask (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Wednesday, 11th March 2009 @ 09:08:28 AM AEST
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the truth is, nobody really knows whether he, she or it exists or not. the point is the BELIEF in god. as a former christian myself i am often angered when people say 'religion is bad'. religion got me through my troubles because i believed that there was something up there, that could hear my cause. how depressing is it to think that we are alone? that nobody hears us when we cry? the existence of god is an irrelevant question, because we will never know one way or another. but the belief is integral. good, thought-provoking writing.

-phil

Re: Who am I you may ask (User Rating: 1 )
by simsalabim on Thursday, 12th March 2009 @ 01:15:01 AM AEST
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LOL!! !

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