The devil can inject thoughts into your mind. So if you ever struggle with thoughts that just come out of nowhere against God and you wondering where they came from it's the enemy not you. Of course you can have your own thoughts against God. I'm talking about the peculiar thoughts the thoughts that feel forced the thoughts that feel like some twitsted line of fate or code that shouldn't be apart of you seperating you from God. No matter how much you have thoughts against God. There's your thoughts then there's the ones the enemy planted. They want to interfere with the reality of your heart for God. They want to incriminate your mind with these thoughts. incriminated" describes someone who has been accused, implicated, or made to appear guilty. Your not guilty the enemy wants you to take credit for his doing he wants you to believe this darkness is coming from you. I said twisted line of fate because you can feel someone has there hand in it. Just know your not guilty if you ever experience those peculiar thoughts. Know your mind. Know what was forced upon you and what isn't.

Never has the expression, "Is nothing sacred?," been applicable. Tis true any day is cause enough for celebrating the life and death of Christ, however, woe to the ones who use Christ as a means to shill links to suspicious sites on a thread dedicated to Him! For it is a slippery slope down into the lake of fire for those whose geometry leads them astry. Best ye not play games with God's wrath, amen!

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Today we are going to visit HD 189733 b, a gas planet that is beautiful from the outside, but violently rains glass sideways. https://media.cnn.com/api/v1/images/stellar/prod/hd-189733b-draft-3.jpg For this image I wanted to put a ship right in the middle of it, shining a light into what's going on. Chat GPT painted a good image of what it would feel like on the ship: ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The first sensation would be not rain, but impact. The sideways “glass rain” would hit the ship like a continuous sandblaster made of microscopic knives. Not big fantasy shards at first — more like countless silicate particles and droplets screaming sideways at hypersonic wind speeds. Your flashlight beam would become a cone of glittering death: millions of tiny bright streaks flashing through the light, all moving sideways so fast they look like blue-white static. Then the ship itself starts screaming. Metal railings, windows, antennas, exposed instruments, paint, seals — all of it would be stripped and abraded. Anything exposed would get frosted, then pitted, then carved away. If there were glass windows, they would be destroyed almost immediately unless made from absurd sci-fi material. Normal ship lights would become useless because the air is full of reflective silicate particles and dense blue haze. Your visibility might be only a few feet to maybe a few yards. If you are standing on the deck, you die almost instantly. Not because one dramatic spear of glass impales you, but because your suit, skin, visor, lungs, and body are being attacked by several things at once: The wind would hit like a moving wall. You would not “stand” there. You would be ripped sideways, slammed into the railing, or launched off the deck if you were not anchored. It would be a captured instant of pure chaos and hell before everything goes dark.

USPS lost a package with an item I've been searching for for about 9 months. I've long since gotten a refund but a bit devastating really.