No Hell, Than More Hell !
Hell gone good in grace, and Hell that holds no hope at all! Which Hell do you so bring to the table best? Hello to tomorrow, where Hell itself can say good-bye to some of it’s so called Hell.
Let Hell do for itself, and just leave it alone? Power not seen as fire in plain view of Earth alone? Higher heated and much more beautiful flames?
Where the dying of so called once isn’t even enough? Hell changing to meet the worst of our more than day to day standards of it? Why help Hell, one way or the other, until you can come to know it best, but of spirit to avoid the heat of the flame.
No aim needed when pain is of more torment than the worst of fire alone can afford. Steven King, dreams stories and speaks out perhaps in his dreams. Do you have the guts to speak back to a “Hellish Nightmare” best when sleeping, or awake, or both? How much Hell, do we have to pay, until we can offer a great movie, or do something great, Hell or not? Can you rise above the Hell, and come to life best? Can you prevent suicide with the “Hell message of grace” or do you come to let them kill themselves for you?
Hell isn’t what grace is all about, it was said. Love shares grace freely to all. Pay me some free grace, oh my love of love, and laughter best. Your not going anywhere yet are you Hell? Hello!
Stay if you want to, and his name was Hell. Hello Hell, my friend. Why did your parents come to name you Hell? The boy named Sue, wasn’t bad enough, to make a man out of me, so it seemed to be for more than just my dad, but mom too. Johnny Cash, would be proud to have met me even as Sue, I would hope. Maybe enjoy my company more than “Willie of Nelson” at times some!
Who haven’t we met? You better think again some! Grace is calling, and you want to shut the doors and come to offer it best yourself, on your own now . There are always more to meet, maybe like never before. Faith and than the gift, and you have had enough, and walk off like a song in limbo.
Yes, “We have had trip of lets”, and named them, “Helen”, “Fire”, and “Grace”, for the both way you will mix. Two separate bowls, and two separate Hells or more. There’s always room for more, it was said!
Some love to use Hell made right, and have came to raise the best of babies, much as the boy named Sue or Hell may have come or will come to be. It will be Hell, not being able to have babies in Heaven”, “I gather it was said”. Is this to true to think on, and Hell made wrong for you?
What will it take beyond the bad dream for Hell to be made wrong for you? Sue or the Hell name even in your boy of so called hood, never has came to bother you yet? Please oh please, write a song, or movie!
Some poets write drunk and don’t ever come to drive and drink this way not best, but with more than Hell’s graces! I love these imperfect workers, of Poe, and Hemming of way! They will come to kill themselves before they drive you to with their words. Greater love hath no man, “Than he would die for his brother, “For The Glory” of love and love alone”. Many may come to offer themselves with not the first Hell of name best, least Sue.
The Devil is a “Copy-Cat”, and wants all the credit without the song to go with the name Sue or Hell or Billy-Bob. Johnny of Cash, beat you Devil to the glory of love, with grace of heart to do the imperfect song best. People love a real to life so called Hell song, that offers them grace to hope for more love yet still.
You give them Hell, and they’ll still come to make some love out of it. We need some true Hell, and some not so true mix, to equalize our human heart of spirit best. Fire alone doesn’t make Hell best!
New Hells are in your mist, and you have came to hurt and not know why. Someone comes along to offer you a part in their next movie latter ! Can God use Hell made right best ? Don’t believe in but you of you, and you will still come to be maybe not brought, but will somehow know more, beyond your hand. Are you beyond your hand yet? Have you grown enough to take embarrassment with your fellow man or of lady of Billy Bob, least boy of Sue or Hell?
Enough of the love message, it was said. Hell comes to greet me in love yet still ! I was once a coward of Hell, and wasn’t strong enough in loves spirit to understand faith. To understand Hell or Heaven all together at so called best, can’t leave me in limbo. Once I could be held in so called limbo, but I don’t want my human side of spirit’s character best to end up in Heaven, without facing and knowing some true Hell beyond words. These gas prices come close though !
If we all weren’t beyond are own words, than faith wouldn’t be real as even Hell is said to be.
Faith should be lifted up enough to not let Hell come to bother you in love, but make more than just a man out of you of flesh alone. Hell goes beyond the blood, on empty, and gas on empty. Hell gives love the opportunity in us to show how great it is, and why it deserves all the glory. Hell is given many so called chances, but Hell offers up no real faith in love worth remembering without the best of love or some helping you beyond yourself alone. Look at beautiful out, and ugly oh so ugly in, and Hell still isn’t all there. Love knows perfect best with limitations, and more than good anti-spy-ware or pop-up blockers can ever afford best.
Love can stop the know it all spirit best. Hell may learn to know more Hell that would have a opportunity to bother it right in grace. Real Hell won’t let even “Johnny of Cash” live in body a thousand years, and offer billions of dollars freely, as the pride of life, “Is Hell’s main weapon, and love hates it”. Freedom must live with grace, and Hell must become known made right by faith in love. Do you know Hell as the spirit of love would have you know it ? Do you only know Hell as fear, with no grace or hope, and did this come from man or love itself ? Men will be men, even with Hell to try and bare alone. They won’t take hand-outs even if it could save the world from many pains, and less man made Hells.
What if you could write thousands of songs, and give them away for free, and feed the world ? Love can do this and is now with-in before it is even seen. Some know this seems, as good as can be done. They also know that even though they could do it, in many respects of I can do all things through the spirit of love, that this world needs to do it their way alone, even if the world suffers more than it should. They won’t take our money of love or Heaven. Some people want more than Heaven and Hell, and what can you do but have faith, love itself alone will find a way, and has already. Sure as you know you can do some things, and so you don’t for one reason or another. You come to do less as human, and love says, “I want you to do what they’ll let you”, and then let them come to carry the load with you.” He ain’t heavy, he’s my brother, named Hell, or Heaven, Sue, or what have you so called Hell in a Heavenly way of more human than not at all human. Devil isn’t human, but plain Hellish evil, and darker than dark temptations with no heart of beat. Alive is Hell without no heart !
Evil beats not with blood alone. Evil tries to force you to do more than you should alone. Evil gets you in the place where love looks more than a-far off. Evil is real Hell, and has more than faces like our own. Evil can come to help you draw the art of Hell. Love lets evil be as though it were in control, but faith walks ahead of it always in loves many graces. Evil men all in all, can’t be all-together able to create Hell as bad as good as it can be for only them. Evil never cares except to bait you, and be reeled in, by even more than one demon. Demons want you never to reach your goals made right best for the better life of all man-kind. Demons won’t even want you to know what Hell has been walk all over with so much life it’s deader than dead even now, under loves power of faith within us all as a whole body of loves spirit best powers.
The devil doesn’t have to be real to us, nor does Hell, as all we like sheep have lead everyone our own ways, at one time or another, knowingly so or not, or love knows we will, looking through all eternity beyond the darkness of the universe, and then more than some, has already walked that way, but different than us, to reveal a message for all eternity and for ever-lasting foot-steps worth best. That deer track is nice to see, and I’ll be ready for that special meal after the kill honey, he says on cell of phone, on toes of adrenalin feet. Your shoes have mud on them, and your dogs paws do as well. It’s a Great Dame, and moves like a child. The two sides of good feet.
Love has beat them all, and so get ready for more than a harvest of foot-steps best of stories. I’ll listen to your Hell story, and I’ll walk through it in my dreams best. I’m not to proud to love you back, right best for you. Why bother to try and out-do each-others so called Hell best ? Where the suit best with them all, and not alone. Pay the price of the same, and get the different color, far of best more graceful worth.
Wait a minute ! You went beyond the different color at once best ! You can play checkers on that suit. Who do you think you are, “Buddy Holly”, least the boy named “Hell”. You don’t need to say “Hello”, that suit says it all. I sound like Hell don’t I, and human is so real to me now. How much have I came to refuse in love ? I could be more different than I am made right. Embarrassment sneaks in like the pride of life in disguise. Let them be beyond Limbo, Hell, and maybe Heaven as you feel it should be now. It’s mixed up, and not one big mess for a change. Sweeter than sweet!
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