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Saturday, August 23, 2025
Christian ttrpg and roleplaying games and christian guide by Telle Wild Rose
created learning/teaching/storytelling games for Christians.
Friday, August 22, 2025
least studies books of the bible: to do
Thursday, August 21, 2025
the demon is near, what goes bump in the night (look in the mirror) by telle wild rose
*images by chatgpt
scene 1:
i woke up in a fright,
from a dream of what goes bump in the night
and truly what a horrendous sight,
the grotesque creature lurking just out of sight.
Scene 2:
was it real or was I merely dreaming,
I try to keep my cool but inside I'm screaming.
the horrors untold,
my soul was its to hold.
scene 3:
I turn on the lights in my bathroom mirror,
I peer inside in anticipation, when suddenly in abject horror,
I see a monster looking back at me,
she's wearing a blue dress, so much blue is all I see.
scene 4:
was I summoned or did she summon me?
what is this strange creature of light staring back at me?
she looks at me as if I'm the beast, the night creature,
I stretch out my hand towards her.
scene 5:
I'm not sure what will happen when light meets darkness,
but I must know, must take the chance with this.
wake up! this thing is sinister,
wake up! your enemy is near, just look in the mirror!
The Demon is near, look in the mirror, by Telle Wild Rose.
If you ever felt like your own worst enemy, you are in good company, sometimes a trick of the mind is just that, a lie, don't listen to it.
great a many men have faced this same struggle, of the enemy of self, the struggle, the wrestling, the self hatred and even fear of what we may mess up next, The bible says this:
Romans 7:14-25
King James Version
14 For we know that the law is spiritual: but I am carnal, sold under sin.
15 For that which I do I allow not: for what I would, that do I not; but what I hate, that do I.
16 If then I do that which I would not, I consent unto the law that it is good.
17 Now then it is no more I that do it, but sin that dwelleth in me.
18 For I know that in me (that is, in my flesh,) dwelleth no good thing: for to will is present with me; but how to perform that which is good I find not.
19 For the good that I would I do not: but the evil which I would not, that I do.
20 Now if I do that I would not, it is no more I that do it, but sin that dwelleth in me.
21 I find then a law, that, when I would do good, evil is present with me.
22 For I delight in the law of God after the inward man:
23 But I see another law in my members, warring against the law of my mind, and bringing me into captivity to the law of sin which is in my members.
24 O wretched man that I am! who shall deliver me from the body of this death?
25 I thank God through Jesus Christ our Lord. So then with the mind I myself serve the law of God; but with the flesh the law of sin.
our hope is not found in ourselves, but in Jesus Christ our Savior, look up, our redeemer draws nigh!
All the flowers are dead
The fools journey, inspired by pilgrims progress by john bunyan, by telle wild rose
From the first breath of life i had a taste for wonder and adventure, I was tasked by my maker to discover the meaning of life for myself, and so began my journey alone along the road of life. My first encounter after a long walk, was of a man and woman,a father, a mother, a king and queen in their own rights. smiles a bit silly, and their funny little crowns were crooked. they were welcoming all the same, and I stayed and learned much after the how do you do's. from father, I learned my own creative prowess of the here and now, and structure and from mother, well, besides nurturing, I learned of unlocked potential that I must discover My first brush of impulses, pleasures in various forms I do chase, good food, laughter in my belly, and the thrill of a good time is all that's on my mind, but somewhere amid the time of play, my mind began to desire more knowledge, not just fun. And so began my second task, of my journey. so on the marrow, I bid them ado and began my travels anew. i come to a school of long held thoughts and beliefs, from my innocent upbringing I am now thrust into this bold new world. i read somewhere, that faith of a mustard seed could move mountains, what more can I accomplish by increasing the knowledge given to me?, first from my creator, then mother, then father. i stay for a while, and then awhile longer after that. my mind has expanded beyond what I thought possible, growing in the knowledge and faith and all grace passed down to me, I sit and ponder, all the knowledge of the world, and with whom should I share it with? thus the start of my thrid destination, love, in all its forms, is a thing of beauty. friendship perhaps, but I yearn something deeper, romance? no its greater than even this, something transcendent. so far I have walked this journey alone, but what of connection? so I stop into a holy temple, one of worship, and deep sense of unity. this, its so close now, relationship, community and belonging. i spend a fortnight here, among the praise and worship and I feel I am almost home, just around the bend. once, when I was a child, I gave in to every whim, every thought and every desire, but now that I've become a man, I've put away childish things, and look forward now to the road ahead. said some wise man once long ago. i think he had the right of it, in my opinion anyway. I've come a long way from first breath, to meeting mother,father, and having fun. I've made friends along the way and grown in not only stature but knowledge too. from here I know what I shall do, I must test my strength, to see how I have grown. and then my first, but certainly not my last challenge, finds its way to me. mother and father have fallen ill! oh! how I wish it were me instead! their pain and suffering, cut me to the heart! and soon I'm hearing of their passing. the sorrow takes ahold. i now ask myself why? I've gone from friend to friend, searching for answers but none can satisfy. then a voice...coming deep from within, beyond blood and bone and flesh, its soul deep, Spirit to spirit. "“What sorrow awaits those who argue with their Creator. Does a clay pot argue with its maker? Does the clay dispute with the one who shapes it, saying, ‘Stop, you’re doing it wrong!’ Does the pot exclaim, ‘How clumsy can you be?’" white hot knuckled gripping conviction takes over me in an instant. i cry out in this manner, words long buried in my memory spill forth and I said: “Naked I came from my mother’s womb, and naked I will depart. The Lord gave and the Lord has taken away; may the name of the Lord be praised.” In all this, Job did not sin by charging God with wrongdoing." and more words spilled from my lips still: "I have heard of thee by the hearing of the ear: but now mine eye seeth thee. Wherefore I abhor myself, and repent in dust and ashes." I fall to my knees in worship once done speaking, for I have seen and now know things too great for me! woe is me, I am undone! my old man has died to self, I must leave him behind, to grasp at the thing ahead! for He from above says this to those in sorrow: " The hand of the Lord was upon me, and carried me out in the spirit of the Lord, and set me down in the midst of the valley which was full of bones, And caused me to pass by them round about: and, behold, there were very many in the open valley; and, lo, they were very dry. And he said unto me, Son of man, can these bones live? And I answered, O Lord God, thou knowest. Again he said unto me, Prophesy upon these bones, and say unto them, O ye dry bones, hear the word of the Lord. Thus saith the Lord God unto these bones; Behold, I will cause breath to enter into you, and ye shall live:" but alas I see another war within my members, threatening to undo all I have learned, who shall deliver me from this body of death?! i hear a small still whisper like a sirens luring song, only this leads not to death but to life, "And thine ears shall hear a word behind thee, saying, This is the way, walk ye in it, when ye turn to the right hand, and when ye turn to the left." and suddenly all my fears are undone, my maker has made a way for me in this wilderness! aha! i cry, for finally I found what my soul was searching for all along. the deliverer, Jesus Christ, shall save me not only from myself, my flesh, but that old serpant, the devil who tried to temp me back to my yester younger years of material pleasures. but what to do with this greater knowledge and understanding? surely I am not the only one He has called and tasked with such a journey, who shall go and tell the people? i hear a commanding voice say: Also I heard the voice of the Lord, saying, Whom shall I send, and who will go for us?, Then said I, Here am I; send me! oh me even me o Lord!" and thus his final word and glorious burden to me is this: "and Jesus came and spake unto them, saying, All power is given unto me in heaven and in earth. Go ye therefore, and teach all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost: Teaching them to observe all things whatsoever I have commanded you: and, lo, I am with you alway, even unto the end of the world. Amen." and so the fools journey came full circle, from first breath of life, to the taste of death and life again, and at one with His creator forever and ever. The end. |
Wednesday, August 20, 2025
The Fool's Journey meets the pilgrims progress a short story, by Telle Wild Rose
*image from valentin Salja from unsplash: From the first breath of life i had a taste for wonder and adventure, I was tasked by my maker to discover the meaning of life for myself, and so began my journey alone along the road of life. My first encounter after a long walk, was of a man and woman,a father, a mother, a king and queen in their own rights. smiles a bit silly, and their funny little crowns were crooked. they were welcoming all the same, and I stayed and learned much after the how do you do's. from father, I learned my own creative prowess of the here and now, and structure and from mother, well, besides nurturing, I learned of unlocked potential that I must discover My first brush of impulses, pleasures in various forms I do chase, good food, laughter in my belly, and the thrill of a good time is all that's on my mind, but somewhere amid the time of play, my mind began to desire more knowledge, not just fun. And so began my second task, of my journey. so on the marrow, I bid them ado and began my travels anew. i come to a school of long held thoughts and beliefs, from my innocent upbringing I am now thrust into this bold new world. i read somewhere, that faith of a mustard seed could move mountains, what more can I accomplish by increasing the knowledge given to me?, first from my creator, then mother, then father. i stay for a while, and then awhile longer after that. my mind has expanded beyond what I thought possible, growing in the knowledge and faith and all grace passed down to me, I sit and ponder, all the knowledge of the world, and with whom should I share it with? thus the start of my thrid destination, love, in all its forms, is a thing of beauty. friendship perhaps, but I yearn something deeper, romance? no its greater than even this, something transcendent. so far I have walked this journey alone, but what of connection? so I stop into a holy temple, one of worship, and deep sense of unity. this, its so close now, relationship, community and belonging. i spend a fortnight here, among the praise and worship and I feel I am almost home, just around the bend. once, when I was a child, I gave in to every whim, every thought and every desire, but now that I've become a man, I've put away childish things, and look forward now to the road ahead. said some wise man once long ago. i think he had the right of it, in my opinion anyway. I've come a long way from first breath, to meeting mother,father, and having fun. I've made friends along the way and grown in not only stature but knowledge too. from here I know what I shall do, I must test my strength, to see how I have grown. and then my first, but certainly not my last challenge, finds its way to me. mother and father have fallen ill! oh! how I wish it were me instead! their pain and suffering, cut me to the heart! and soon I'm hearing of their passing. the sorrow takes ahold. i now ask myself why? I've gone from friend to friend, searching for answers but none can satisfy. then a voice...coming deep from within, beyond blood and bone and flesh, its soul deep, Spirit to spirit. "“What sorrow awaits those who argue with their Creator. Does a clay pot argue with its maker? Does the clay dispute with the one who shapes it, saying, ‘Stop, you’re doing it wrong!’ Does the pot exclaim, ‘How clumsy can you be?’" white hot knuckled gripping conviction takes over me in an instant. i cry out in this manner, words long buried in my memory spill forth and I said: “Naked I came from my mother’s womb, and naked I will depart. The Lord gave and the Lord has taken away; may the name of the Lord be praised.” In all this, Job did not sin by charging God with wrongdoing." and more words spilled from my lips still: "I have heard of thee by the hearing of the ear: but now mine eye seeth thee. Wherefore I abhor myself, and repent in dust and ashes." I fall to my knees in worship once done speaking, for I have seen and now know things too great for me! woe is me, I am undone! my old man has died to self, I must leave him behind, to grasp at the thing ahead! for He from above says this to those in sorrow: " The hand of the Lord was upon me, and carried me out in the spirit of the Lord, and set me down in the midst of the valley which was full of bones, And caused me to pass by them round about: and, behold, there were very many in the open valley; and, lo, they were very dry. And he said unto me, Son of man, can these bones live? And I answered, O Lord God, thou knowest. Again he said unto me, Prophesy upon these bones, and say unto them, O ye dry bones, hear the word of the Lord. Thus saith the Lord God unto these bones; Behold, I will cause breath to enter into you, and ye shall live:" but alas I see another war within my members, threatening to undo all I have learned, who shall deliver me from this body of death?! i hear a small still whisper like a sirens luring song, only this leads not to death but to life, "And thine ears shall hear a word behind thee, saying, This is the way, walk ye in it, when ye turn to the right hand, and when ye turn to the left." and suddenly all my fears are undone, my maker has made a way for me in this wilderness! aha! i cry, for finally I found what my soul was searching for all along. the deliverer, Jesus Christ, shall save me not only from myself, my flesh, but that old serpant, the devil who tried to temp me back to my yester younger years of material pleasures. but what to do with this greater knowledge and understanding? surely I am not the only one He has called and tasked with such a journey, who shall go and tell the people? i hear a commanding voice say: Also I heard the voice of the Lord, saying, Whom shall I send, and who will go for us?, Then said I, Here am I; send me! oh me even me o Lord!" and thus his final word and glorious burden to me is this: "and Jesus came and spake unto them, saying, All power is given unto me in heaven and in earth. Go ye therefore, and teach all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost: Teaching them to observe all things whatsoever I have commanded you: and, lo, I am with you alway, even unto the end of the world. Amen." and so the fools journey came full circle, from first breath of life, to the taste of death and life again, and at one with His creator forever and ever. The end. |
Tuesday, August 19, 2025
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