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I know not the Lord, neither have I heard his voice. I have not the knowledge of God, nor of the holy knowledge have I understanding. Surely I am but a brute. Even among men I am less than a son of man. What is his name? and what are his precepts? Who was his son? Tell me if you can for my soul languishes. And all knowledge departs from me now.

  When I was in my youth I sought to know these thing, To know Wisdom and Prudence, but in all that I had sought there was only sorrow and loneliness. I had looked unto the Ancients, the ones that went before me to see if there were some holy knowledge I did not understand, but alas all the founders of the earth have been laid low. Their treasures corrupted and stolen, their Monoliths were all but dust. All the wise men going down to the depths of Sheol before me.  The knowledge of the most high, was not there. I looked at all the religions of the earth. The Christians and the Muslims alike, Islam, Hinduism, Buddhism, and Judaism, but in the end they were the sons of men just like me, and they could only tell me I must have faith.

I looked to the ant's, and the conies, for wisdom, the way of an Eagle in the air, the way of a snake upon a rock, and yet the way of wisdom eluded me. And I thought, surly I am a fool, not worthy of Wisdom.

As I grew older, I realized that wisdom does not live with the elderly, and the older I got the more I became set in my ways. Churlish, and froward I have become.  

Oh that I had listened to my teachers, but I would none of their reproach. 

  Not following the path of the lord, I went the crooked path. The path that has many briers, and thorns. crooked and evil it is, homelessness and poverty, loneliness' and destitution. He had told me long ago, that I should repent, and love reproof, and rebuke. That I should keep his saying, and bind them to my heart. That he may put his path straight before my feet. 

And so at my end I realized that there was a Lord, for how else could all this evil come upon me. How could everything work against me? Then I realized that God is, and he is greatly to be feared.  For I have seen his wrath, and drank of his cup. I learned of the Lord by his punishment, and found the truth by the absence of lies.

Now I'm not saying my son, that you should go this way. For them who seek to be masters will have many a peril. But instead, listen to rebuke, turn the other cheek, while you can. Learn the words of the Lord, and do them. Try to stay as far away from the crooked path as you can. for a stone is heavy, and the sand is weighty, but a fools wrath is worse than them both. Why should you perish?

 Hey Chris, this is your future self, and Ive got a lot to get into here. But the thing is, is that we have to stick together. And in the lonliest times when we don't have anyone and are left destitute.. well I don't want to dwell on bad times, because it reminds me that one picture can equal a thousand words. But I like talking and I talk to myselft quit regularly. I consider what my heart says.....No complicated stories or horrific finds. Just the fact that I remembered how well I can type.  I did this whole page in a matter mminutes and a lot of it was spelled correctly too. I didn't know that I had such grammer, or that I had something to say, or even remembered how much I enjoyed the work.  that's what Im saying, Im saying the actuall typing of the written word.  We should get all these types of "saying' together, and we could call them Books. Books full of  {Drivel}. I'ts not like Im telling you the graetest story ever told.  But I like this typing stuff and I'm pretty fast at it, so I was wondering Chris If I could write about your life and where you come from.  Accorns.

This is Chris Two, chris seas this incredible rush of the written word, and it's power. Every jot and tittle. But I can bearlly believe that this was me from the future trying to talk to myself?  I mean Ive typed before, but this was like some outpouring of litrature, that I , I well it left me flabbergasted. I mean I have never talked to ME from the future,  before. Well there is something to be said for the written word also, I mean I could just be rambling a long not really saying anthing thing important, or it could be a mytery story. Or a love story, I don't really know what I would type about but It could just be random jargon about the world we live in.  I don't beleive that it diminishes my reputations by simple typing for pleasure just as taking pleasure at playing the guitar, or playing the saxaphone. So admidts all this jargon, and flood of many waters I slip in a few words that actually make sense, then your like , is he trying to write in some type of code.  An of course I would have to then come clean and tell them the truth, that I was just rambling on, but this time it was different, it was like someone else was talking , I was just doing the typing.

Somehow I enjoyed the written word, and was looking for some way to incorporate it into my video making. I'm trying to come up with some type of compelling animation that people would enjoy, but how could you put the written word into a video, well there are subtitles, and things like that