There's no more ink, awake from my beauty sleep, I don't see anything beyond repetitive blinks. Turn the keys and ignite the monstrous voice of a jeep, Except a little wider and additional armor, that's what we call the humvee. Darker days approaching my vision, all I smell is rotting flesh and see burning homes just like on television. No sense of hope in my direction, but a desperate plead for a search and rescue extraction. Lost in the avid dreams of my imagination. bargaining with the radio, my last source of communication. Praying for a green-light mission, to destroy all of the enemies operations. Even at home I can only feel the country's opposition; amidst in the rally of all the protester's demonstration.

I was once a kid that grew up as a mama's boy, but my mama always thought of me as a bundle of joy. In my youthful years, emotionally I felt like a girl, because of the over-sensitivity I have obtained ever since I came into this world. Psychologically, paranoia was my brink of reality, never really understood the concept of inner-security. The aggressive part of me? No need to worry, that's just frustration 'cause I can't get none when it comes to the month of febuary. Raised up in a family brought up in catholicism and christianity, I was soon influenced by the multitude of thoughts comtemplating ignorant ideology.

The deadliest weapon to give a writer is a pen; just as the bills pass from the signature by the president. I initially started writing back in the 2005, it all began with a immature state of mind. I thought maybe free-styling would be the perfect guide to show the world a new artist in due time. Writing excites me, because it brings the beautiful tone of a peaceful harmony. In unity, the melodic rhapsody awakens every hair on my body. But most all it satisfies me, that I can be a part of God's symphony.

Back in the day I was as innocent and naive a person can get. But couldn't help it; growing up in a traditional Korean family, I guess that's how my life was set. Once I turned 18, started chillin with the wrong crowd. Confirmed my walk with Christ fell too far down. Stopped caring about others, myself, and God; Used my time to do drugs and commit petty crimes. Used to observe girls with the most perverted look. Maintaining posture, stalking my prey just like a lifeless crook. Surrounding her, leaving her breathless, check-mate move by the rook. Not realizing how precious her purity was that I just took. The road I faced was a hypothetical situation, which changed instantly to a road of complete destruction.

Writing this testimony every week, taking my time and spending priceless moments at KAC. Re-arranging words, some of which I can't define, but to express what I really feel deep inside, to the community of Christians from the Asian side. This truth I profess affirming that we abide, the laws given from our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ. Entrusting in our belief that we have been sanctified, by the blood of the sovereign King who has been crucified. The only way for our lives to be stabilized, is for God the Father to be glorified. Searching for clues of evidence, to see any planted seed of allegiance. A fruit-bearing life, abundate of love from Jesus Christ. And abandoning my pride of treasuring all faces of disguise. To be continued....

Comments (2)

FoundConviction wrote on March 02, 2009

Title: ... wow ed. that was the most eloquently-written testimony I have ever read. All I can say is "damn..." Haha. Can't wait to read part dos. report abuse vote down vote up Votes: +0

susannaskwon wrote on March 03, 2009

Title: ... Edward!! OMGOSH!! THis is such a great testimony, as Veronica has said!! You are truly talented!! Keep up the great work! and post up some more of your work please!! report abuse vote down vote up Votes: +0