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" [speaking of slavery] I am aware that many object to the severity of my language; but is there not cause for severity? I will be as harsh as truth, and as uncompromising as justice. On this subject, I do not wish to think, or to speak, or write, with moderation. No! no! Tell a man whose house is on fire to give a moderate alarm; tell him to moderately rescue his wife from the hands of the ravisher; tell the mother to gradually extricate her babe from the fire into which it has fallen; – but urge me not to use moderation in a cause like the present. I am in earnest – I will not equivocate – I will not excuse – I will not retreat a single inch – AND I WILL BE HEARD. The apathy of the people is enough to make every statue leap from its pedestal, and to hasten the resurrection of the dead."

– William Lloyd Garrison, “To the Public,” from the Inaugural Editorial in the 1 January 1831 The Liberator

Tuesday, July 31, 2007

My Stuggle

You know when you have so much brewing in you you do not know where to start? Well that is about how I feel right now. Here is my struggle: I know there is something that I really need to think about and write about, but I know if I do that I am actually going to have to live my live according to the truth. It seems easier to live in the a lie than to face reality. It is easier to dismiss the idea that God will judge you at the end of you life than live in that reality now. For then I am my own God and thus I can do whatever I want, nonetheless I will have to face truth, whether now or later, I cannot escape it, nigh can anyone escape the truth, it comes to all, much like death (barring the Lord's return).
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Kevin said...

I think that it is cool that you are writing, regardless of whether or not it means that you might say something that you will have to live up to now. Writing builds your inner house in a valuable and visible way be it chapter by chapter or post by post. Sometime we need to remodel and rip down one of those walls, but it is that something tangible was built that oft becomes the solace from the rain and hail of indifference and apathy.

August 6, 2007 at 11:02 PM

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