The God, the judge, the prosecution

evenwheniLie

 

 

 

…..Seeing evil as mere sickness is a reduction, Satan’s inquiries serves as a function, not separate from god, even after Lucifer fell out of the sky, just another character or being god and or gods single handedly contrived, to draw lines and put up guard rails, is all of creations destined for peril, yes even that little girl, at a young age made sterile, to help unleash an uneasiness in the world, an equation that equaled strength, a reality brought on by Satan’s bench, if you notice God didn’t even flinch, didn’t give Job a heads up not even a little pinch; the prosecution and audience were translucent, because it was God’s light all the scribes in the room found themselves using.

  • Author: EvenwheniLie (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 9th, 2024 02:48
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