For someone trying to disguise themselves under the hood, they sure are beaming from ear to ear. Like a floodlight showing up the entire place.
The addiction is knowing where to get it from. Having it on hand at ones own will for when it wants. This ease to have ends up playing inside the mind, beckoning, tempting, for more.
When the devil owns that soul it'll make that soul work to the bone before the Devil claims it.
Not everyday get to scrub up well, infact a little too much scrubbed up well. For what it's worth, they must think have lived in grime for a while if to look this good for once.
They come rolling in like thunder from dark clouds. Literally, the wheels floating on air, and an engine causing the clappers. Meeting a real Hells Angel. There's an option here, either forever chase heavenly horizons or the latter and grab that devil by its horns like many others.
In the forest; difference between with what needs fixing and what needs watching for errors, is which side of the screen to be looking on. An engineer is too busy with his knobs and levers, the real problem is out there where the work gives out. Will that engineer at a press of a button resolve the problem for all the masses. If all it takes is that button pressed, how did it mishap. Sometimes problems are not real problems, just an office desk letting off steam.
Nehemiah Ch.10:V.35 " - And to bring the firstfruits of our ground, and the firstfruits of all fruit of all trees, year by year, unto the house of the LORD:"
