O city running with blood,
I too will make a great fire-pit.
Fill it with logs, light the fire;
make an end to meat,
pour out all the broth and the bones with it.
then set the pot empty on the coals
so that its copper may be heated red-hot,
and then the impurities in it may be melted
and its corrosion burnt off.
Try as you may,
the corrosion is so deep that it will not come off;
only fire will rid it of corrosion for you.
Even so, when i cleansed you in your filthy lewdness,
you did not come clean from it,
and therefore you shall never again be clean
until I have satisfied my anger against you.

I, the Lord, have spoken; the time is coming. I will act. I will not refrain nor pity nor relent; I will judge you for your conduct and for all that you have done. This is the very word of the Lord God.

A Letter from (Ti)mothy and Moth(u).

Your love created that most wonderful biblical sky I stood under at a needy time.
My faith no matter how strong will always be in awe of your love and understanding of the righteous.

Peace.

And with peace in mind.. Piece of advice.. feel deeply as opposed to think deeply.
Love over thought... love under will.