mother said I was born wicked-page 46: Mother said I was born wicked, Life in a rhyme, Page 46
Christmas morning was now upon us
And outside was white with snow,
Santa Claus had long been gone
At least who she was, we know.
Everything seemed so joyful and still
As I watched the Christmas lights flash,
holding on tightly to my silver gun
Wearing a plastic cowboy moustache.
My brother had the smallest gun
And was jealous so we started to fight,
The big one’s mine I said to him
Mummy put it on my bed last night.
Well the chocolates kept him quiet
As he filled up his tipper truck,
With bounty’s, mars bars and toffees
Why does God allow bad things to happen to good people?: This is one of the most difficult questions in all of theology. God is eternal, infinite, omniscient, omnipresent, and omnipotent. Why should human beings (not eternal, infinite, omniscient, omnipresent, or omnipotent) expect to be able to fully understand God’s ways? The book of Job deals with this issue. God had allowed Satan to do everything he wanted to Job except kill him. What was Job’s reaction? “Though he slay me, yet will I hope in him” (Job 13:15). “The LORD gave and the LORD has taken away; may the name of the LORD be praised” (Job 1:21). Job did not understand why God had allowed t...
Web of tentacles: Well I'm back, folks. It's been a while since the old Noise Gestapo has been active on this site. I am currently working on a spoken word album for Tenticular Genocide and a spoken word project called Stranger Fly. Stranger Fly is meant to be understood without the layers of noise and background that TG tracks containing poetry contain. Be sure to check back frequently for new tunes.