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Genuine Affection

Be kindly affectioned one to another with brotherly love; in honour preferring one another; (KJV) (Romans 12:10

How sad it is to see Christians persecuting others for their religion. Of course, it’s important to share our faith, but we need to do it as a light to others through love. Desecrating other religions only ostracizes and angers its followers further from wanting to learn more about the love of Christ. Use your faith for good. Respect others and keep the golden rule in mind – love one another. 

Every so often, I get comments on my blog saying either that I should not post my religious content because I show nudity on my blog or that because I am gay, I cannot be a Christian. I think: “What Would Jesus Do?” First, I delete the comments because I don’t want the negative energy or hatefulness on my blog. Second, I think that Jesus would embrace gay people just as he did the Centurion and his lover. Faith and how we live our lives is what matters. Others opinions do not. There is only one Judge and that is the Lord, My God.

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Moment of Zen: AbsolutelyBlake

AbsolutelyBlake is a Canadian YouTuber who has become popular for his original comedy videos, challenges, Q&A’s and more. So far, his channel has earned more than 150,000 subscribers. His real name is Blake McPherson. Sadly, he’s straight, but loves to show his ass on Instagram. I find him extremely sexy and funny. Every time I watch one of his videos, I get addicted to watching them.


Pic of the Day


Pic of the Day


Pic of the Day


Pic of the Day

The king of the drag ball as mentioned in yesterday’s post.


The Mortal Lease

The Mortal Lease
byEdith Wharton

II.

Because our kiss is as the moon to draw
The mounting waters of that red-lit sea
That circles brain with sense, and bids us be
The playthings of an elemental law,
Shall we forego the deeper touch of awe
On love’s extremest pinnacle, where we,
Winging the vistas of infinity,
Gigantic on the mist our shadows saw?

Shall kinship with the dim first-moving clod
Not draw the folded pinion from the soul,
And shall we not, by spirals vision-trod,
Reach upward to some still-retreating goal,
As earth, escaping from the night’s control,
Drinks at the founts of morning like a god?