Adultery is a good road to death. Beware! We are all warned:
“The lips of another man’s wife may be as sweet as honey and her kisses as smooth as olive oil, but when it is all over, she leaves you nothing but bitterness and pain. She will take you down to the world of the dead; the road she walks is the road to death. She does not stay on the road to life; but wanders off, and does not realize what is happening.”
A heart to forgive;
Pure grace from God;
When deeply hurt,
It’s hard to forgive;
All the same, we must;
For so divine it is to forgive;
Be not too bitter;
And and lose that grace;
That will darken your heart
And hurt you more than
Forgive and forget;
And let life move on.
God, in his wisdom, will
Those who hurt you, forgive;
May those you wrong
Also forgive you!
Have you changed your heart
Should I not wait for you
Any more for our wedding,
As we planned?
Your heart overflowed with love for me;
And you told me I was your oxygen; your air;
That you breathed me;
Tell me if you have changed your heart;
I see that your heart does not beat
For me any more as it did before;
What went wrong?
Each time you see me now,
You look away;
You are as cold as ice;
That freezes me;
That is frustrating;
That can kill;
Shall we not walk to the altar again?
Shall I no longer be your sunshine for ever?
Has the love that burnt in your heart for me died?
And is there no way to revive it?
Tell me what it takes!
I don’t want our love to die;
It is still burning in my heart.
It is still eating me up;
I will die;
Don’t take my words lightly;
Let’s do something;
Let’s relight the fire of our love;
That it may become even hotter
Than ever before;
Or I may turn into a monster
You will not recognize.
I will devour you;
I will not spare you;
Don’t do this to me.
I found, in an old newspaper, an letter titled “A woman’s advice to women” by Alicia Farray. It stunned me. I tremble to publish it. Alicia writes:
Dear fellow women,
I got stung by a serpent called a man and I cannot sit by and see other women suffer the same fate. Let me say it straight. Men are devils in human skin. Don’t ask me to qualify this statement for I will not. The one I thought was an angel is worse than Lucifer. I hate him.
Take time to believe those hypocrites called men who come telling you they will die for you. You cannot be sure they love you. Many of them only need you to satisfy their beastly sexual drive, They are out to use you and dump you.
Move with your eyes open. See beyond the surface. Hear beyond the flowery words. They are the tools of shameless, unscrupulous, greedy men. Their dirty strategy is to flatter you and get you cheap.
95% of men are greedy, mean and shameless liars not to be trusted. I say shame to them.
Be both a dove and a serpent when you treat with men.
Love them with all your heart but be ready to sting if need be; and drive your venom right to their hearts.
Let no man make you his sex machine to be exploited to satisfy his base instincts.
If a man gives you one punch, give him three: one for his head; one for his heart; one for his mind. Never compromise with a man; and never say you forgive a man.
If he cheats on you with one woman, cheat on him with three, four men.
Assert yourself; and don’t be a cry baby. If you make yourself a cry baby, you are finished. Let fire meet with fire. Fire for fire is my motto. Make it yours and no man will take you for a ride.
I finally took the bold decision to publish this. I do not know how men will take it and how many women buy the ideas here. This letters shows the bitterness in the hearts of some women about the way men have treated them. I know you may ask but what of men? Some men have found it hard too. But why?
Are you for Alicia or for the men Alicia is virtually sentencing to death.
Do you know these people who are always ready for a fight?
They growl for everything that happens, good or bad;
If you greet them, they growl;
If you don’t greet them, they growl;
If you approach them, they growl;
If you distance yourself from them, they growl;
If you knock the door before you come in, they growl;
If you bomb in without knocking the door, they growl;
If you smile to them, they growl;
If yo don’t smile to them, they growl;
They growl to their wives;
They growl to their husbands;
They growl to their parents;
They growl to their children;
They growl to their friends;
They growl to their enemies;
They growl to strangers;
They growl to people they know very well;
If happiness is a stranger to them;
Anger, bitterness, frowning are their bedfellows;
If anything makes them happy, it is growling;
If they are not quarreling, they are not happy;
If you are not of their skin color, you are their enemy;
If you are not of their religion, you are their enemy;
If you do not come from their own land, you are their enemy;
If things do not go as they want, they are furious;
If they get up and feel like,
Innocent people suffer.
Do you know such people?
Tell me what you think about them.
Dear Mr. Whosoever,
I hear you call yourself Joseph. Who gave you such a lovely name? What a waste! You don’t reflect that name. Joseph in the Old Testament was a gentleman not a filthy man like you. Joseph in the New Testament was a man of many virtues; a role-model, not an evil man.
Why have you broken my heart, dirty fellow? Why have you shattered my life?
Why have you destroyed the one I adore the most in this world? She was the only one I loved; the only one who kept me happy. You wickedly snatched her away from me, taking away my only source of happiness, leaving me shattered. Are you happy you’ve done this? But why?
Aren’t you a hypocrite? You swore heaven and earth that you loved her. Why don’t you love her now as you claimed? I saw all the false letters you wrote to her. You deceived her. You told her you would adore her all your life; every single day of your life; that you would love her as no other man had ever done before or would ever do. Where is that love today? Answer me. Where is that love today? I know she still loves me. I know she cannot love an unworthy man like you.
She is not capable of loving a heart-breaker like you. After breaking my heart, you are now breaking hers. Why are you destroying two lives at the same time? Who will believe you if you said you were not wicked?
Your devilish dream was to take her away from me; and you have done so; leaving me shattered. Then why not keep her happy? Why torture her? Why are you destroying her? Answer me!
Thank your stars that I can’t find you. Pray that we never cross each other’s path. If we ever meet, either you give my body to the birds or I do so with yours.
Stupid, filthy fellow that you are.