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Jump, Jump, Jump! Do you hear the Music?

Jump! What is stopping you?
Many times in life you will come to a cliff. Do you have faith? I guess that depends if you are certain of the path you are on and the creator of your path. Faith is never tested on the solid path... the steady predictable road.

You can only "Jump" with joy if you know the one asking you to take the leap.

Who is leading you to the edge? Listen to the music.... do you hear the music?

violence, violations, victim .... fear, fighting, fury.... harm, alarm, forever storm....

questions... interrogation... irrational.  Listen for the music, do you hear the music?

brutal, bloody, boxed...

touched, taken, terror...

Are you running? Where are you running? Are you scared?

Does it matter? Do you care? Will it hurt you? Is what you hear the music?

Sick, sick, sick.... in the brain, brain, brain.... just insane, sane sane.... Everywhere I run, everywhere I run..... I keep crashing into a closing pane.... I am trapped.... in pain...

Do you feel it? No more? What's in store? Is there more? Can you hear the music? Is there any music?

Pain, pain, pain.... Why am I ashame, shame, shame....

Who is insane, sane, sane? Everyday it the same, same, same?

What will change the world? What can change my world? It is spinning.... I am spinning... we are spinning....

Run, Run, Run.... You want fun, fun, fun, ... In the sun, sun, sun.....  dance, dance, dance.... In the sun, sun, sun.

It is just a lie, tears pour out your eye, What is it to die? Floating in the sky.... get away... any way... every day... start today... one note... one chord... one tone... one song......

Live, die

Know, lie

Cry, fly

Chaos spins around, blasting all away, no one hears what you say....



Unwanted, unknown, unheard... It's a melody... in harmony... there is a melody, listen for the harmony.

Crash, burn, violent, stain, break down, loud sounds make it numb.... more cuts makes blood run... long for breaths undone.... the song is still sung

Running any way, never have a day, nothing I can say, drifting .... drifting... numbing... silence

CRASH! Shatter..... yell, scream, punch, slap.... hurt, cry, long to die.... IS THERE AN END?!

Where will life begin? Is there ever an end? Does anything speak? Does anyone know? Make sense! Nonsense! Mindless, mumbles... babbling, puddles.... who has the right? Who has the say? Who knows the way?

In.... the .... beginning.... what?????  In ... the.... beginning.... Who? In .... the .... beginning....

TRUTH can be known. Beginning happen! He can be known! You can be known. You had a beginning.... you can know truth.... you can know Him.... life has a purpose... He holds your purpose... He began you... He began life... You have a purpose for life.... you have a reason to live... Run, to Him! Know Him! When you know Him you know truth, when you know truth, you have a core, a purpose, a reason for living, a reason to die, you have a cause, when you know the truth, JUMP! He WILL catch you. Jump to the path He tells you.....

Life is real. Life is true... You are real.... there is reason. Jump, jump, jump..... freefall into Truth, run from nothing, empty, void.... the dark deep abyss.... the never ending fall.... the too far to reach black hole....

You can never fall too far.... the bottom is never too low.... Reach up. Jump!
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