My conversations with god and Jesus other spiritual essays for Russell
My Essays about The Hippie within Me
Essay 2. The Lone wanderer within Me
I feel attached to the hippie that the Truest form of Myself is and Who i Believe i was in a past Life that Has Left me with the forever lasting God given senstive and Raw Heart in the layers of my chest is a lone Wanderer who deeply craves to be free too explore this Great earth. The Lone Wanderer within Me draws Me too the idea of the freedom of not being Attached To One Place and waking up In the morning with No plans. And finding Out where Pure yearning of Needing To Know what Is Next soo many world Landmarks that me and the Lone Wanderer Have not seen Yet. The Lone wanderer Would Want in the treasure Chest of Memories of Her Life when the Body no Longer holds The physical power for the travels That the Lone Wanderer makes Up as she goes the Lone wanderer does Prefer to Travel Alone. But her only friend Has four Legs not Two. But That doesnt mean that the lone Wanderer is not feeling the Emotions That all human beings Feel such as Loneliness and the Urge to run away from her family Cause she feels missunderstood by them. And the raw Heart God Gave Her Yearns for Sooo much Greater sights and Far away lands that the Lone Wanderer Has Not stepped Foot on Yet. The Lone Wanderer also Feels a sense Melancholy about Leaving her family Behind on a quest For something unknown the Lone Wanderer only Trusting the lords Directions and the stars to Guide her way. I Remember in my Past living at my Grandads and my Grandma's house i waa Out at night Being a Rock for my Friends that was Mentally struggling i was a Lone Wanderer With a Dead Phone and i used The spritual guidance of Lost family members and the stars to find the way home I Was the Lone Wanderer that I was Then felt Fear Because she was a woman Walking the streets at night. And The Lone Wanderer has watched too many tv Crimes shows. But Also The Lone wanderer In me does Miss the Sacredness of using The stars and with a sacred Request to My Grandpa and a auty that have called Heaven home since 2018 For directions when the path for the lone Wanderer within Me but I do Pray that i can Be the Lone Wanderer Within Me again
Trying to scream Logic in a Storm of Far Left
Insanity In Australia
In today's Episode of Australia downfall
The wounded Australian Writer
Essay 3. Aussie Veterans on X are asking if they Should return their Horror Earnt Medals in the Aftermath Of the Well Respected War Veteran Ben Roberts Smith Being arrested By Our government for Crimes on the Battlefield that Our government Sent him too.
In today's Episode of Australia downfall. the darkest day In Australia Recent history Happened the Far Left Spineless void Of a Backbone Aussie government And Low IQ corrupt Aussie Prime Minster Albo And the Australia hating Polications along with the Hateful Lefty Side of The country For Years conducted A Corrupt witch-hunt against the Well Respected And Brave War Veteran Ben Roberts Smith And Today the Aussie Government Arrested Ben Roberts Smith Cor war Crimes In the Middle East War That the Coward Aussie government sent him to. if the Government Doesn't want Any ...
My book of poetry
My Ehile diaries
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Poem 1. The Profound Shock that My Bestie can Throw The History of us In the trash due to Me having The Commonly known Not allowed thoughts above our country.
On the Day of a commonly globally Know. day for humour and the Dawn of a New Month That Contains The holy Month of the Lord And saviour of the Broken humans
Suffers physical Slashings And Lashings To his Temple And He faces a Person In his Inner Circle Betraying Him Judas. A Digital and Verbal Lashing to my Heart was sent to my Bestie After the Day I was. Emotionally Broken I was Inwardly Feeling the Blue River Of grief On the Day That Marks Eight Years since My Grandpa Was Called To the Sacred Home In the Sky. My Bestie Knew this. I was Under The Mental Illusion. I was Inwardly Put together but that Illusion Fell apart When I heard our drivers Forgein Tounge And my vocal Annoyance came To Light to Be heard By my Bestie. My Ehile Diaires. To my Heart Break my Bestie ...
My book Of Essays for Russell
My Church Diaries
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Poem 5. I Do Wonder On holy Monday would The Son of The Father of Creation Of Earth and Humans Would have Turned Tables
Sub Title. for Lent I gave Up My Church
For Lent I gave up My church because After over Time I learnt how to Become Devoted To the home Of my Faith I walked In as a Wounded Raw hearted Past abused song Bird looking for A Sacred Home To do Sacred home To do Some Inner Heart scared Surgery in the Hallowed Gothic Halls with My Lord And Saviour on The Cross and By opening up my soul and exposing the earth Dad wounds in the Gothic Halls so the grateful golden spirit can flow into bring some relief too these open wounds in me. My church Diaries. I do pray that it will remain to be a forever lasting tattoo in the Sphere Of my mind the soul to soul sunlight hours chat with the faithful church Staff member. After the phone mail sent him and to the Gothic Hallowed halls about the most ...
