Penny

This is the way it happened. This is exactly the way it happened. I sat in a public place and the little girl wanted to operate the machine that squeezes pennies and makes them look like flat pieces of copper that used to be money. Her parents gave her fifty cents to operate the machine and she put the two quarters and the penny in. Then she turned the handle and I said, “There’s going to be one less penny in the world.” And the woman said, “I know how it feels. My name is Penny. We don’t have pennies where we come from any more. The government too them all away. Everything is rounded either up or down.” “I’ve studied quite a bit about the man depicted on them,” I said and I said the name. “That’s something else we don’t have anymore,” Penny said, “Integrity and Character.” The […]

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Double Cross

It always meant pain. Either you hung me on it and I suffered to your glee or I pick it up from the other end and you run in fear. Let’s talk about it as it really is, but you sit there as if it will go away and leave you untouched. Remember, its your symbol. You started it. And it isn’t jewelry. ♠

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Human Sacrifice

Now that they have proven themselves idolaters, filled with graven images and willing to deny the truth and turn a blind eye to mercy and grace, now that they have denied righteousness and driven themselves mad with lust for power and prestige, preening themselves in elaborate costumes of grotesque exaggeration, I want to tell you I love you and demonstrate by offering myself there is more to belief than gold. ♥

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Dragons

They are here as they have always breathed flame, leathern wings beating, tail potent, able to impale, scales armor hard over a heart of hate, but now they are electric. They are here, as they have always terrified ignorant slaves to superstition and convention, servants to shadow, but now they lure with vanity and lethargy and entice fools with doom of virtual reality. They are here as they have killed before and driven hearts to madness and as before courage with a lance is best, swords tempered by the truth will fell the pet of hell. ♠

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Glory

Out of sleep, out of darkness, into a room half lit wherein I dream, more light beckons, more truth calls beyond a door I must now open. Blinded not at all, but made to see by radiance generously given, I speak aloud the word I have no will to keep. Glory unto me from thee, repeated until we unite in glory. ♥

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