The need for approval has constantly badgered me. This monster has always taken control of my insecurities and constantly shattered my confidence where ever and when ever I’ve been or doing.
With this in mind my desire to seek approval means my life is continually lead behind a mask.
When you walk into a room and you smell perfume there is no one there but you know someone has been there.
When you see how feet have worn a path before you have followed it.
When you feel the smoothness of a rock as people take their moment.
Hearing the echoes of voices in the distance.
I believe man’s spirit deserves to be celebrated.
We are told that if you do something wrong the consequences are bad, Hell. We therefore live in fear. If we do something good then nice things happen we go to heaven. We are happy with this. The biggest sinner in this world we are told is Satan the devil. Now should we ‘pray’ for this soul, as everyone had a chance of redemption. The problem is if the devil repents his sins and gets to heaven there is no more Hell. Nothing left to be frightene