Novel & Cerita The Mind Of God

“I am but an instrument of God’s will. The whole of creation is merely God’s story. ‘In the beginning was the word . . . ’ and who was the word with? Why God. That’s because God is the ultimate story teller. We are all part of His story, but all stories are inevitably autobiographical and that is why God is trapped in His own story. We are all God, perceiving himself individually as the characters of His story. My story is the antidote.” “An antidote that can kill you.” “But of course, every antidote is a form of poison.” “So you made Melissa a character in your story so she could escape God’s story?” “That’s what it’s there for.” “She’s not the first then?” “She’s the one who’s come closest

Dianna said, “What I’m amazed by is that he made contact. Sure, he’s been less than subtle with other moves, but this is another level of . . . I don’t know, abandon. He’s so cavalier in his actions, and yes, arrogant to almost a psychotic degree. ‘My Ocason thread’. ‘My clever donor’. He wanted you to know, Barry, that your knowledge of his genetic search was worthless in the face of his might. Can we doubt that he genuinely believes in his right to his conceits? Hell, doesn’t he? He seems to be everywhere. Isn’t omnipresence one of philosophy’s three criteria for the Supreme Being our religions envision? Omniscience doesn’t seem too far-out either. It’s as though he can read minds. How, fo

She had received Darkous’ ability to reach into others minds, she had become telekinetic. Elika gasped suddenly, letting go of her father. The shock hitting her system like a knife to the gut, no, the thoughts weren’t her own at all. They were his, the one her people called the dark lord behind closed doors. She was in his mind, the mind of the immortal so feared that his name was only spoken in whispers. Darkous ... She was reading the mind of her uncle. Elika gasped again as her brothers rushed to her side, he was there. She could feel and now sense him, his blackened soul taunting at her mind. Daring her to scream.

''Zeze said, ''Yes they are similar to fallen gods.''Ezra said, ''That is the after mind the gods power are seal in to the book the book is giving to someone that don't have any powers. All the book have date on them that is when the gods wake up and are reborn again. ''Zeze said, '' When the Host die or The time run out the seal will be broken and will be reborn they call it the after mind because you won't remember anything after you enter it. ''Zeze said.

"Every question has an answer, it's either you don't ask it or you choose to ignore the response because it does not satisfy your desired thirst. That is why the mind has a wide range of responses, it gives you a choice to choose which voice or response best suits you. Heart of Mind. 7²-7⁴ I've spent most of my time in my head. Brainstorming on what I could do differently. Sometimes I wonder if it is this world I visit to escape from the world my mind creates. The ideas splash like a drop of the waterfall. Walking on a tightrope hoping that I don't fall. I spoke to the BIG man he said "You are not the messiah, But you are the mess I made. Heaven is way bigger than all the worship songs they'

My heartbeats grew rapid but I appeared to be unfazed by his stance. "What is this defiance? What the hell are they deceiving you with?!" His yell made me reflexively take a step backwards. "You're the one who's being deceived by your own mind that there is no God." I countered him, putting my son down as I faced him off. "There isn't any damn God anywhere!" Of course he was never going to listen

Like it was yesterday. “You told me that you did not buy the idea of religion. It is mental slavery, you said. I believe in the concept of God in a Christian whole, but not as a being to be feared, but a being to be loved and adored by those worshipping him. Your exact words.” “You remembered.” “He probably has hundreds of terabytes of memory. Of course, he would remember.” Milkos chipped. “I remembered because you made me change my idea about religion and after a lot of data collection, I realized that there is in fact, God. He exists.”

"Damn you, Annabelle." As I continued my solitary journey, the shadows cast by the towering trees became more menacing. Each twist and turn in the road seemed to reveal hidden horrors, imaginary figures lurking just beyond my peripheral vision. My overactive imagination conjured images of malevolent entities hiding behind the gnarled trunks, their eyes glinting with malicious intent. A shiver ran down my spine as I quickened my pace, desperate to escape the oppressive darkness that enveloped me.

“Princess? It's okay, everything is okay." I heard Alpha Rohan's voice keep saying that in my ear, as if he was guiding my soul, which was about to go astray. As he continued to whisper those words, I felt the warmth of his body carrying me into his arms. I cried my eyes out, closed to a wailing, on his chest. But… A person's mind is the most dangerous thing for every living creature endowed with reason, especially if it is on the lower threshold of conscience. Like a thought that suddenly entered my head right now,

The kids were staring at him. "They were in pain... Max...” "So God took care of them?" Max asked out of blue and Russell was cut short of words. Daniel and Carson looked at him. "When my grandma was sick, mom told God took care of her. You are saying mom and dad were in pain. So God took care of them. Right? They are no more in pain...” Max concluded and turned to hide himself in Russell's arms. Russell hugged him tightly. He was crying with Max. He didn’t know the boy was far more mature than his age