When we come closer to the truth, every man meets his own deed, every sin meets its own fire, and every moment of laughter rises toward its own heaven.
We are given life only to know truth — anything else is illusion, and even on the other side it will not follow us.
Let us be friends, not enemies. For when we spread rumors or lies about another person, it only proves we never truly knew them. And if we did know them, why would we lie? Why stand near someone you claim to dislike? Why surround yourself with people you do not honor?
We must begin by being true to ourselves. To hate someone you do not know is to accept that same shadow inside yourself. No one can send out hatred and expect only love to return — that is a false promise, a false positive. Truth recognizes truth; falsehood has never known you, never understood you, never even heard your name.
Everything in nature speaks truth. Everything spoken, everything lived, everything included in your life is part of that truth. And if your life cannot understand responsibility, possibility, or equal measure, then again — we must return to being true to ourselves.
Equal rights do not belong to the hypocritical. If you do not understand the truth within yourself, then the fire will open your eyes. In the fire, you will learn trust. In the fire, no one is complete — only honest.
If you do not know the devil, do not speak lies about him. Do not arouse anger by speaking names you do not understand. Do not make others furious with stories you invented. To stir anger in a church is a sin; to stir anger in any place meant for good is the same. And stop spreading lies about the devil — he is not here to harm you. You do not know him; he likely does not know you.
Where in life do we lose the path between ourselves and the light? Light returns memory, but we make ourselves suffer for things that were never real.
Fire reveals all things. It can burn bridges or open gates. It can release the beasts of the deep or silence them. Once everything is seen, the heart and mind burn together, making a new beginning from depths long covered.
We once believed another god had come and gone, exposing good people to their own hands. We believed we could mend begotten realms and all the places where we were left behind. We were the same in color, skin, and heart. We were left to die.
We are the ones. Forgive us, Addodom. Give us a day to remember who we are — not a time lost to suffering, not a moment unseen by those worse off than the next.
Nobody wants to be hated because of Lies nobody wants to even be spoken about if it's only bad things that come out of people's mouth who are we to make this difficult time worse if you are not trusted then don't speak to the about that person you're not trusted by that person and if you do know that person I'm sure that talking bad is still not the answer and it's a lie that makes us look bad spiritually let's be truthful to ourselves and then look out of the eyes of the living and not from the eyes of the Dead
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