By Dan of DUZIE
To whom it may concern:
Have you ever had poison ivy? Those little red spots that grow into big red spots, that itch so bad that you want to rip your skin off? Little red spots, that come from little green plants that you may have laid upon while playing a game in the woods? I have, and as I type this, my arms are covered with large red spots which are covered with white cream which does nothing except remind me of where I am not to itch!
For 12 days I have had one uncontrollable desire, and that is to ITCH. Everyone tells me “Don’t Itch,” but nothing feels better . . . for the moment.
“Poison Ivy” reminds me so much of Lust! You know, that stuff you got into your brain by playing a game. It may be “Lust of the Eye”, which is a desire to posses a skill, look or property of another, or “Lust of the Flesh”, which is a desire to posses a moment of personal pleasure.
It starts by lying upon a moment, being careless, exposing your skin to the poison of lust. The moment passes, and then a little red spot creates an itch that whispers, “I want”. The lust grows and begins shouting at you. You try to hide it, but your day begins to be one long fight to not itch. You finally talk to a close friend or go to the doctor. They give advice and perhaps a shot, but not one can take it away. You pray for your red spots to stop tormenting you, but nothing stops the poison.
A moment of time started the process and many moments of time will bring the itch to rest, so I’m told. I must now stay out of the woods, covered in white cream, getting support and advice from those who have been there and NO ITCHING! Oh they also say once I’ve been infected . . . I will always need to be careful in the woods!
So much like lust.
I think it’s easier to tell people not to itch their lust, rather than tell them to stay out of the woods where lust stings. We live surrounded by little “innocent” green plants. Perhaps this is why the first thing God said to man, in the first garden (Genesis 2:16-17) was, “YOU ARE FREE to eat from any tree . . . but YOU MUST NOT EAT” of one tree! For when you eat of it YOU WILL SURELY DIE!”
I am free to go into any woods and lay upon any little green leaf, I might find. But if I, or if you do, there is some kind of itch that leads to death that is birthed.
To whom it may concern:
Be wise, Be careful, Be ITCH-less and FREE!