What Even Is This Jun 10, 2019 There are times when life doesn’t quite make any sense. There are other times when life really doesn’t make any sense. Here we are inbetween those times and life really doesn’t make any sense. I suppose that will just have to do for now.
Sat Apr 28 09:42:30 MDT 2018
I had a dream last night. The location of it is unimportant. But there was a man there who was boasting of a new prophet which he believed in. I told him it was false. he turned to me and said, how do you know your church is true?
The thought came to me. If the church is true, why need I fear? If the prophet is a good man and holds up good works and deeds, why need I fear? For such the church I belong to was truer than this prophet of which he claimed to be true because I knew.
I’m not sure what to think about said dream, for it is a dream… is it not? My mind has been weighed down for a while now about such matters. If it is just my mind trying to figure things out? I don’t [know] what to say.
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