11/29/2024

This post is about jobs and work, and being productive as Christians.

(not that the date matters but 11/28/2024)

Contracts control a person and the law controls the contract . Loopholes are naturally found just like how people are not allowed to sign legal contracts when they are minors there are also laws that count the age of the person allowing them to predict when they are not minors anymore .

Karma just hit 20 at night about to sleep before someone decided to pouch him into a contract . Now plunged into a new world upon having the right age to sign some contract that originates from several higher figures . But contracts like this seem so familiar to him who is like a devil with a human face that can even make the devil think he is the real devil .

I confessed and repented of all of my sins. Be sure to spend time with God, and pray before reading this post!

I'm back

This story follows 4 people in the last days of the world. Yes, that is right, they are about to experience the fight between good and evil. They will have to make choices and be strong as things go from bad to worse. They will be tempted and have to fight for their survival.This story is based on the predictions that can be found in the Bible.

A giant, standing tall and straight up, a portion of Madagascar, legs spread all the way, stretch all across the U.S, and body laid out, cover a decent portion of Africa. This creature was a dominant form over the world during the old ages, or, as people 2000 years ago called it, "B.C." This creature had been kept under top notch surveillance  and captivity, with the giant just being the body of a human, almost a curse on a whole family tree. Man being forced to have more kids just so that this creature never leaves their family tree. This giant was created from god as a plague to destroy every corrupt, horrid, disgusting person in the world. Without it, what would the world turn into? And when it comes back, what amount of hell would it cause?

Love poem for Nyarlathotep.

Cthulhu Mythos poem.

God, thank You once again. I won't mess this up anymore... I repent!!

I confess all of my sins, Lord.... I'm very sorry!!!!!!!