Pornography: A Word of Caution … a Terrifying Anger



I grow, bloom, wilt … terrified


One Day

Grow Bloom Wilt

Terrified Tryst


I was in a hospital bed surrounded by doctors and nurses.

Losing consciousness, I felt myself dying.

I had a terrifying tryst.

In my mind’s ear, I heard God ask me to give an account for my life.

In my heart, I felt his anger.  I had to purify my life.

I pleaded to live. I came back to the doctors and nurses.

Peace Fills,



Psalms 90: 7 – 9 (King James Version)

For we are consumed by thine anger, and by thy wrath are we troubled.

Thou hast set our iniquities before thee, our secret sins in the light of thy countenance.

For all our days are passed away in thy wrath: we spend our years as a tale that is told.


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