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Trapped inside this endless game
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Endless Game (Haiku)

Contributed by ArloDisarray on Thursday, 15th August 2013 @ 08:45:05 PM in AEST
Topic: Haiku



We're all just players
Trapped inside this endless game
We can't ever win




Copyright © ArloDisarray ... [ 2013-08-15 20:45:05]
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Re: Endless Game (Haiku) (User Rating: 1 )
by MarkMark on Friday, 16th August 2013 @ 09:10:39 PM AEST
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It doesn't take many words to convey a deep message like this if they are used just right. We can't win in this world . Some would not agree with me but then again they are the same people who believe that our short lives and the struggle we all face trying to live them are the best it gets and there is some reward for trying to struggle harder than everyone else. It is like trying to bail out the Titanic with some buckets. It might have seemed possible at first but as more and more time passed it would become evident that they probably should have spent their remaining energy and time thinking about what they should do once they are forced to jump in the water instead of trying to accomplish the impossible with hard work and human understanding. Our efforts are doomed how ever noble they might be . Unless we can learn to trust something we can't touch or see and put our faith in God to help us leave this sinking ship.Then we too will perish along with this cursed world. We are not supposed to die or be in this plain of existence .We come from a higher place. We are here because of the sin of our ancestors . There is hope and not everyone will perish. No one will truly understand this until after we die though. The devil has caused us to be held in the flesh. Our flesh is a veil that blinds our eyes and our understanding from seeing God and His Glory Our flesh makes it impossible to have a relationship with Him unless He grants us the gift of being able to believe He is real .Man was created in a spirit form and a spirit body is our true form. Our spirits are trapped within our flesh with little or no power or understanding to resist evil. Man had perfect knowledge and understanding in the garden of Eden before he was deceived. We will die spiritually unless we can believe in God who created us and Who blesses everyone , even those who don't believe He is real . He blesses everyone with things we need to live and survive .He sends the life giving rains down upon both the evil and the good. He hasn't changed or rejected us we are the ones who changed by thinking we know everything and rejecting Him and His Awesome Wisdom and Perfect Glory. We have traded the truth for a lie and we all suffer for it even today.The instant our flesh dies all of this truth will be understood and for many who would not believe, that will be the instant it will be too late to ask for forgiveness .It only works in this life . This is what the Bible says I didn't make it up and I am only telling you what I believe . You don't have to agree and I won't judge anyone . It is just that unless we hear the truth we won't be able to believe .I believe this is the truth . I like your poem . Good job.




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