11/6/08 10:56 pm - so maybe i'll take up livejournal ing...
i'm going to use thiz for poetry.
yeah.
Complex Relationships with God
Can you hear the protons and electrons breaking?
Can you feel the atoms forming?
It supposedly was an eruption of these that created us.
No God, no Adam and Eve.
We, the human race, were created as a molecular fluke, a mistake in nature's master plan.
There is no mother nature.
No Jesus, Zeus, Abraham or Moses.
There was an explosion.
Is it possible?
Is it possible that billions of years ago science created what would grow into something so complex?
There has to be something bigger that did this.
But, if it wasn't a higher power then who?
Who would create something as twisted as a human being?
Who would purposefully form a world populated with walking mistakes?
Who would purposefully form a world full of eruptions?
Eruptions of emotion, or passion.
Eruptions that have nothing to do with the scientific process of anything.
Who are we if not reflections of our creator?
Who are we if we are void of all beliefs, morals, and religion?
Who's name do we utter in times of extreme emotion?
Who's name is it that comes to mind before death?
To save us in times when we no longer can save ourselves?
God, forgive me, for ignoring your presence.
Forgive me, for not believing in your power.
Forgive me, for not saving myself.
For not keeping you close to my heart.
For my sins.
Forgive me.
Forgive me.
yeah.
Complex Relationships with God
Can you hear the protons and electrons breaking?
Can you feel the atoms forming?
It supposedly was an eruption of these that created us.
No God, no Adam and Eve.
We, the human race, were created as a molecular fluke, a mistake in nature's master plan.
There is no mother nature.
No Jesus, Zeus, Abraham or Moses.
There was an explosion.
Is it possible?
Is it possible that billions of years ago science created what would grow into something so complex?
There has to be something bigger that did this.
But, if it wasn't a higher power then who?
Who would create something as twisted as a human being?
Who would purposefully form a world populated with walking mistakes?
Who would purposefully form a world full of eruptions?
Eruptions of emotion, or passion.
Eruptions that have nothing to do with the scientific process of anything.
Who are we if not reflections of our creator?
Who are we if we are void of all beliefs, morals, and religion?
Who's name do we utter in times of extreme emotion?
Who's name is it that comes to mind before death?
To save us in times when we no longer can save ourselves?
God, forgive me, for ignoring your presence.
Forgive me, for not believing in your power.
Forgive me, for not saving myself.
For not keeping you close to my heart.
For my sins.
Forgive me.
Forgive me.
