confessions of a white evangelical cis male
there's power in speaking something
it's real
heresy
my love
split between
flesh and spirit
I have friends
who are everywhere
at once
nowhere
and also sitting right there.
I bleed red
I bleed blue
I bleed white
and yes, for Heaven's sake
I bleed black
I have scars
from bearing
Evil Insanity
and when the time came
we cast it into the pit
it's real
heresy
God knows you can believe the Bible too much
I believed the fuck out of the Bible
And it destroyed me, remade me and destroyed me again
The Bible is a seed that God plants in your heart
And what comes up is a mirror that mostly tells you what you want to hear
Only the magic of the Spirit can make it show anything useful
it's real
heresy
The whole Trinity is on my Google Calendar
I don't want to forget any of them, but to be honest,
I often do.
it's real
heresy
is it heresy to love the gift more than the Creator
the curves of hips have always compelled categorically greater worship
than anything found in church
but somehow, I think God understands this
And made it that way on purpose
About the Creator
L.T. 'syreal' Jones
I'm a poet first, but I love to write prose to explore more the topics of spirituality, mysticism and fantasy. I want to usher readers into wonderful worlds that they can't imagine, only to be inspired to imagine more.


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