the bad kind of home brew

another unlabeled journal entry:

from the time we first become aware of our own voice, we are enamored by it…and we haven’t stopped talking since. if we hear things from ourselves often enough, we start to believe it is true, and then the

& what we conceptualize becomes canon without being checked

real soul-danger starts. our self made deception, our home brew of lies, takes the pace of the God-honest truth. We dupe ourselves into believing our lies are true. our deceptive, ego enhancing, eye blinding, truth blocking ideas that do nothing but usher in more lies to make up for the lack of consistency in what we have already come up with…

we convince ourselves that our agendas are actually important, and that our ideas are well founded. but in reality, they are untested, unproven & there is no evidence to support them. but since we are so arrogant, we assume they must be true because we came up with them.

confronted with that God-honest truth, we get defensive because, how could we be wrong since we’ve already convinced ourselves of how right we are? any suggestions that point out our ignorance are like a declaration of war…so watch out world if you point out my faults. don’t tell me what’s true, because i have already discovered truth for myself, we’ll say.

molded by our own making

what arrogance! what a pile of intellectual dung! what a defecation of the heart and soul this is…we are wading in the filth of our minds. blinded by the stink in the septic tank of our own importance.

heaven forbid, we’ll ironically say, that we actually be wrong in our ideas we’ve come up with. we’ve rationalized and made everything relative to fit into our boxes of self deception.

Father God, turn on the light! take our blindfolds off! i want to see! i want to hear! pull me out of all this stifling stink & this putrid poison i have been steeping in! help me, O LORD! clean me from top to bottom! wipe me clean & clear of my lies, and open my eyes, heart, mind & soul to the real TRUTH that comes only from You.

anything else is just a second helping from septic tank…

the filth of our own creating accumulates

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