The Battlefield of the Mind

My Struggle with Mental Tornment

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I sat and brainstormed on Big Momma’s couch. With suspicion, my thoughts had gone wild, clustered imaginations in a confused web. My emotions were altered and fickled all around. I pranced around in distress, I won’t compromise despite my double mind. Hydra the mean beast has oppressed me. All day long he tempted me I had a blonde moment in big momma’s seat. As I wrestled with the lies of the enemy, as a man thinketh so is he. That’s what the enemy said to me. Who said talk is cheap? Speak life not defeat. Get yourself a covering, and sit under a priest. Get out of big momma’s seat, don’t touch, and agree with the lies of the enemy. Cast down his web and put the beast back where it is supposed to be. The lord of the host has far greater power than Hercules. If you know what I mean. I leave you with this, use the word of God as your security, surely the devil will flee, because he can’t stand the heat.~Thank you for taking the time to read my article…

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