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Demons and Monsters

The moon is light for the night and the sun is for the day. Demons and Monsters lurk both times. It is never enough; human blood I mean, so they take, take, take till there's nothing left but a hollowness that can't be filled with anything but grace. These demons are the literal demons with horns and Monsters with sharp teeth they use to tear their victims asunder. But some demons and monsters are hidden in plain sight, you won't know till they've infiltrated you. And sometimes, even after they do, you still might not know. These demons and monsters are also the humans whom they've possessed to do their bidding here on earth. The 'humans' who pull down rather than build, who hurt rather than heal; it's not their fault mind you. Something else is at work within that we on the outside cannot perceive. But they must push it out. So, who is a demon or a monster?  It is someone who has discerned grace but has refused to embrace it. ©Oracle🌹
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When I take a pause and close my eyes, I'm engulfed in darkness.

I'm scared and it's hard to focus.

I feel a light touch against my skin.
Why does it feel so familiar...yet so alien?

As soft as a gentle breeze, a voice whispers in my ear, 

'I love you.'

I'm tempted to open my eyes.

My heart races as the heavenly words messes with my head.

'Open your eyes to behold the countenance of your admirer.' It continues.

I silence the eager voice.

'Only one thing can make me open my eyes.'

'What is that?' the voice says.

'I need to feel it.'

Immediately, I feel strong arms envelop me.
These ones feel different, different yet strangely familiar.

Their warmth seeps through the fabric of my clothes onto my cold skin.

I gasp at the overwhelming feeling, opening my eyes.

'Who are you?' I whisper slightly distressed, yet pleased.

There was no reply.

And I realise, they didn't need to as they tighten their arms around me, 

Filling my insides with glorious peace and bliss.

Instinctively, I turn around and wrap my arms around them.

'You made me open my eyes.' I say.
Their embrace melt my frozen heart more than any words ever could.

I feel it.

Even without words, I understand you.
Because my soul, already dead to the world, no longer dances to the tune of sweet words.

But you understand the language of my sou

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