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MY PRAYER
NURTURING EVIL FOR GOOD
THE EVIL IN ME THAT YOU COULD ONLY LOVE OR HATE
MY PRAYER
Thank you, Lord, for you have blessed the one who’s good at making up stories to cover her misdeeds—thinking it will make her a SHERO. Thank you for you have made us see her TRUE COLOR. Too good, her true color didn’t stain us.
She called me a bitch, Lord. She thought it would affect me. She never thought she’s talking to a fearless one—never afraid of someone’s perception of me. But then she didn’t realize when she said, “ANN, YOU’RE A BITCH” she’s talking to her own mirror.
She thinks she can conquer me whatever she says. She didn’t know she’ll only feel two things with me: INTIMIDATED or CONTAMINATED. But then with the way she throws words at me, she indeed feels INTIMIDATED.
Feels good, Lord. Feels good to laugh at people’s ill-feeling. Forgive me, Lord, for I can only laugh at people trying to destroy me but NEVER EVER WILL.
Your prayer may sound like mine some days or maybe you didn’t bother being too honest with your feelings to the Lord. The thing is, He’s the only friend who I could tell much better about my silent triumphs. Triumphs only me and my God know.
NURTURING EVIL FOR GOOD
This is some kind of sensibility. In some situations you just have to forge personalities befitting the person who may have clouded or at worst invaded your personal life.
Odd as it may sound, but you have to be a little evil with the devil-like attitudes. Simply because the fact is, bad is always around. And bad persists for whatever reasons because some are not wisely good but COWARDS.
One cannot know what you can do. Leave them believe like they know the whole you. I mean, to the ones feigning kindness and trustworthiness. Whoever they are, they’re only up for one thing “THEY WANT TO DESTROY YOU.”
We’re born with natural control over our senses. We’re born with X-RAY visions. We can see the honest and we can see the liars. However, you may find it wise to stay good (or maybe you just don't find yourself courageous enough). But what’s more pathetic than being ignorant to allowing evil to intrude?
Maybe you could have gotten what yourself need most of all if you did much better with a prudent judgment of evil.
THE EVIL IN ME THAT YOU COULD ONLY LOVE OR HATE
It doesn’t matter how much friends I have. But I’ve always find wisdom and joy in the company of my real good friends.
For some girls playing nice and bitching around my world, I can also be nice in a way “ANN DOES WHAT’S ALWAYS BEST FOR ANN”. You see, niceness isn’t a tough thing to do, after all.