Zivry

In the Kalahari, the bush man as he hunts . Shoots the antelope with a pine infused a sedative. The antelope runs far off a journey ahead of its stalker, He has escaped his predictor" He thinks but the chemicals now plague his body. It brings him down into a raging sleep. The bush hunter then comes and apologises to the unconscious prey for the wrong treatment he says he's sorry but needs its flesh to feed it's family. "Once you get stuck in his trap, the hunter could even play the sweet words game but in the end your flesh is his meal."

There's the white door again, another scolding ahead. The green grass seems taller. I've been standing here for maybe 5 or 10 minutes I guess, hoping Jesse doesn't come out to call again. What would I say. For sure, it's going to be another excuse as usual. It just seems to get harder but I can't flick. I can't just give in or ebb, demand is on my heel to race. I know it's my responsibility. I know I've got no option. I know I'm gonna slither down the muddy loamy puddles just right ahead and go through that white door. It's just going to be another reminder of my failure, have I gotten so used to failure. Or am I tired of responsibilities, No!  That's like being tired of life. There's the cool breeze that just whi ff pass, it seems to carry away my troubles. But shortly after it reminds me it's still rainy season. I've got to get in. Okay, I'm ready to take anything. I can't risk getting wet. Now there's an improvem

"He that loves discipline loves knowledge, and he that hates reproof is a fool..." P roverbs 12:1. The fool, that dude that hates reproof. That dude that just keeps on what he wants, has no standards or more precisely has his principles set on no standards just his feelings and his head. "The way of a fool is right in his own eyes, but a wise man listens to advice." Prov 12:15. His ways are all right in his eyes, he's never wrong. He never reasons out corrections, because they're all attacks. Proverbs  26:2-3 "As the bird by wandering, as the swallow by flying, so the curse causeless shall not come.  A whip for the horse, a bridle for the ass, and a rod for the fool's back." That's what's perfect for him, a rod for his back. Kids are folly cause they're naive. But when you see an adult folly, that one is headed down the low life into destruction. He should be canned to revert his direction. That's a fool, he's wisdom hig