Oh God Christ blossom my pen into a flower of fame. God is the ideal of all governments. Lord let me taste the luck of fortune. Beauty thy form is God and content, the word becoming flesh. I value God Christ, far more than the muses for my creative thoughts. Oh Lord Christ let me body be not cast into the net of temptation. The blossomed flower, the chanting of the brook, the seasons of change, (God I long to see them) are hymns of nature—a poetry for the soul. Don’t make your soul a shallow stream. The WORD of God is honey for the soul. Addiction is the habit of a demon. Don’t be a beast that harbors grudge. I have stopped living in the land of adultery. Patience is the seed, passion the tree and victory is the fruit. God is there to walk with me when I am having storms. Communism is a dead idol that lives in the land of Kerala. God is the pillar of forgiveness and love. Don’t knock on the doors of a harlot. Eroticism is God’s gift and lust is the devil’s temptation. Victory—I am patience waiting for you to happen. My God Christ is a living God, a God of Love, Truth and Grace. Grip the images of pornography and hurl them out of your mind. The brook murmured sweetly. In every desert of disappointment there’s an oasis of hope. Meditate the tune of nature and she will give you a song to sing. Rhythms and Melodies are the epiphanies of God. Don’t live to make others smile. Your greatest friend is the one who shows you your shortcomings. Pride has the vanity of a fang. Celebrate nature: she is a beautiful song. Emulate God rather than celebrities and you will find that life is good. Good company is melody for the soul. Lord thank you for forgiving my transgressions in you I sin no more. A blessing from God is better than large sums of Money. The clouds were bearing the veils of happiness. Oh Lord Christ, give me the grace to see grandchildren. Hope is the song of the heard. When you are tempted: turn to God. Anger, covetousness and envy all are hell’s damned offerings: partake not in them. Oh God Christ: master architect of the Universe, you are symphony so divine. Teach me OH LORD CHRIST to have FAITH as SMALL AS A MUSTARD SEED: Apply the same in my daily life. Make music out of life. A walk with nature is like Guitar whose strings are being plucked. Wear the clothes of goodness. Let peace be your soulful friend. Learn from life: remember the past: anchor the present and hope the future. Let not the witches of despair cloud your life. The Parables of Jesus abound in Wisdom. Lord Christ do not make me wait in vain. Lord Christ: I am asking in hope and I hope what I ask shall be received. Hell is a monster and Heaven a God.
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I am a Hellenic Philistine driven by the mad pursuit of aestheticism, an existential nihilist and post modern deconstructionist. I am also a Christian Apologist. View all posts by Anand Bose