I Choose to Forgive
His presence is what it took...
I met Him again. He stood there, silently, imposing me with his shadow, warning me of a dangerous consequence. His presence was enforcing. It slapped me for ignoring His anger. Like a sandstorm blinds the way, His voice blinded my sanity. The tone of His voice, murdered the serenity. Once more, the purple demons of hate were let loose. The center of my universe, Me, was in a tumultuous disturbance. His eyes pierced the hidden caves of hate and anger within me and resurfaced them, for no reason at all. His presence was all it took to sabotage, a fort of PERFECTION. But the choice is mine, and I choose forgiveness. Lesser mortals shall perish one day. But the men who choose the lesser God shall have worse, probably a life filled with forlorn longing of death.

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