#Lord Akuna

[paquerette-san]

Time traveler Cal Kestis

Il love time travel (especially fix-it time travel, with a pinch of crack involved)

And I love angst-filled caracters being flung through time for more angst.

And Star Wars has the potential for time travel and other shit. And I've been reading Cal Kestis time travel fics so...

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Imagine post-Survivor Cal travelling on the Mantis with his rag-tag family, desperate to find a young adult Kata.

Kata, who's fallen to the dark side. Kata, who struggled with her memories, with her father's legacy and sins, with Cal's guilt. She understood why Cal had no choice and has forgiven him. He's her surrogate dad, he and Merrin did their best. But at the same time, he's the one who's killed her father. In her desperation and sadness she travels through the galaxy. She visits a lot of planets. She crosses Cal's path many times and he tries to guide her back to the light but he fails. Sometimes, she immerges herself in the darkness so much that she's barely able to see the light. Sometimes she serenely meditates in the light for hours. But she never reaches the answers she seeks.

She's touched by the dark, her emotions twisted, her feelings raw, but she's not lost. And Cal never gave up on her.

So she chooses to return to her family, to the ones that helped her to mourn and to heal, the ones that did their best to help her.

She waits for them near a temple on a planet where the force is strong. She knows when they comme planetside, her bond with Cal and Merrin muted but still strong. They come to her, silent but not judging and she welcomes them.

It takes some time for everyone but they manage to balance things. They repair what can be fixed and adapt to the changes. Cal and Kata meditate together to repel the darkness and to help Kata.

It's during one of these session that a ripple in the force occurs.

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They were exploring the ruins of a temple and found a wide room with running water that has a nice ring to it. The sat crosslegged in front of each others, knees touching and breath relaxing while they immerged themselves in the force. They let time slip through their fingers and their mind settle. Overall it's a nice meditation that leave them both content.

But when they wake up, they have a strange feeling, like the world tilted to the side and didn't right itself after.

They wander in the temple and find it changed : it's old but it looks less desolate. The force around them is lighter ; stronger and alive. It's even more weird outside : there's no Mantis or Merrin to greet them, only the wilderness.

They find their answer later, when they get ahold of a ship and start to travel to the places they know and find them changed.

They traveled through time while they were meditating.

The revelation send them reeling. (They already have lost so much, why did they have to suffer more ?) they don't handle it particularly well and Kata almost falls back to the sark side in her despair.

They choose to travel again in the wide galaxy, trying to help but sticking to the shadows. They fight dark users of the force and sabotage some Separatist bases to help the Republic, without disclosing their identities. That make them wanted by both sides but they don't care.

During those times, they end up finding a strange solar system. The various planets hold temples : some are jedi, some are sith and some are neutral in the force. With Cal psychometry, and his habit of exploring ruins, they discover a very ancient culture with a peculiar relation to the force and kyber.

The temples are connected and through the force and the ancient culture, it allows a force sensitive to connect with a kyber crystal.

Cal et Kata, who traveled and fought for a long time, are entranced by the possibilities. They see a way to heal and to help so they decide to try it.

They start they pilgrimmage, with the rituals and the meditation with the objective to balance themselves and to go back to the light. They bring with them the bleeding kyber of the dark users they defeated.

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They get spotted by a clone scout that report to the jedis (there is no activity near the temples that are abandonned, but those two shapes just entered a sith temple). The jedis send an explorer who spies on them and sees their strange ritual (meditation in the middle of a sith temple, music and danse while doing katas...).

After that report, the council chooses to send a party with a jedi master and a jedi knight to make contact with the duo.

They send Anakin and Obi-Wan, as they are near the solar system and are due some down-time from the front-line. Obi-Wan is curious about the report, Anakin is annoyed at the lack of challenge.

They meet with the clone scout and let themselves be guided to the position of the two figures. They follow and observe them from a safe distance, hiding as much as possible. They see them entering temples on the various planets of the solar system, indifferent to the influence in the force (jedi, sith or other). They watch with mild fascination as they dance and play music, around bled kybers that start to show signs of purification.

They see a young girl with golden eyes that seems at peace and feel lighter and lighter in the force and an older man with flamboyant hair that guides her when she relapses to the dark. They see her blood red saber that become lighter and lighter as time passes on.

Then they watch them enter a few temples, perform different dances and see the girl saber gain color again. It glows slowly, a light violet, then it gains strength and end up a beautiful indigo color. Her eyes return to brown, with a few specs of gold in them, and she stands proud, but humble.

Obi-Wan thinks that now that the girl is back from the dark side, they will abandon this pilgrimmage but he is mistaken. To their surprise, they don't. They keep traveling to purify the other kyber crystal they brought.

They keep observing them in the hope of seeing the ginger's saber (is he a sith ? or not ?) but it doesn't happen.

In the end, the kyber crystal are purified and the duo disappear in a blinding light. But the crystals remain and the force sings where they passed by. If a force sensitive is to go in those temples, they will feel the shadow of their dance and the song of their will.

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At last, during another meditation, Cal and Kata manage to go back to their time and to rejoin their family.

Kata is at peace again and Cal is more assured in his role.

[doridraws]

heavilyyyy referenced bode akuna studies bc LORD is this man hard to draw

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[multi-fandom-imagine]

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE BODE AKUNA FIC!! You are our lord and savior. Would love to see more Bode content cuz ur writing is absolutely perfect! May the force be with you <3

YOURE SO SWEET! And you’re very welcome 🥰.

I am 10000% going to write more for Bode because I just love his character.

So you will see more of him 😏.

May the force be with you 🥰

[deathofakuna]

Cancel Culture

[lordakuna]

Lord Akuna - Gray Fox (Prod. KG Vore)

[twoheartsoneclara]

name a song for each letter of your username

tagged by @molinareggie thank you so much queen <3 (also i can finally do a new letter system since i finally changed my url lmao)

prayer - the scarlet pimpernel

across the stars - star wars: attack of the clones soundtrack

down in new orleans (finale) - anika noni rose (princess and the frog)

maria - west side story

ever ever after - carrie underwood (enchanted)

slow it down - the goo goo dolls

cosmic love - florence and the machine

hakuna matata - the lion king

i‘m not in love - 10cc

labyrinth - the grinning man

don’t lose ur head - six

rain must fall - queen

everybody wants to rule the world - lorde

never been in love - will jay

did everyone see how i only put one sw song on this is everyone proud of me for holding myself back

tagging: @cruelsummerdotmp3 @agentmmayy @sailors-moon @shadowsweavers @jenifergoines @phupha @gwil-lee @daxromana @marthaskane but no pressure lovelies!!!!

[ao3feed-snape]

A Simple Wedding

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by Mersheeple

Severus and Hermione wanted a simple wedding with no fuss. Why then did they take up Luna Lovegood's offer to plan their wedding? And who in Merlin's name are Lord and Lady Akuna?

Words: 964, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 7 of Hearts&Cauldrons Prompts

Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Severus Snape, Hermione Granger, Luna Lovegood

Relationships: Hermione Granger/Severus Snape

Additional Tags: Weddings, Wedding Planning, Humor

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2NSWVB9

[ao3feed-snamione]

A Simple Wedding

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2NSWVB9

by Mersheeple

Severus and Hermione wanted a simple wedding with no fuss. Why then did they take up Luna Lovegood's offer to plan their wedding? And who in Merlin's name are Lord and Lady Akuna?

Words: 964, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 7 of Hearts&Cauldrons Prompts

Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Severus Snape, Hermione Granger, Luna Lovegood

Relationships: Hermione Granger/Severus Snape

Additional Tags: Weddings, Wedding Planning, Humor

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[hiddenweaponsexplosivethunder]

Haretsu's face went pale at the mention of meeting with the head of the division who was his father and also the current head of the Akuma clan. There was just one problem: his father was currently away on official business for the Hokage. Either there was a miscommunication error or someone absolutely flaked. Haretsu fidgeted in place nervously. "Well, Gaara, I mean...Lord Kazekage..." Haretsu quickly corrected himself. It still caught him off guard every single time that this young shinobi who was about the same age as him was the Kage of the Sand Village. Haretsu took a deep breath to calm himself and exhaled. "First of all, Lord Kazekage, I apologise on behalf of the Research & Development and the Akuna clan. I regret to inform you that my father is not here. He is currently on business for the Hokage so I apologize for the inconvenience and confusion." Haretsu explained as he bowed very deeply. "But my father is preparing me to one day head the division so perhaps I can help you and give you a tour?" Haretsu offered.

hiddenweaponsexplosivethunder:

“@sandshielded is now following you. Woot!”

“Ah shit!…” Haretsu said as he rushed to scarf down his food at the sight of the Kazekage arriving so suddenly. He then started to choke on his food. Guess we should have actually chewed more before swallowing as he desperately pounded on his chest and jumping up and down in place. Anything to force the food down quickly. Eventually he finally managed to get his food down just in time. “Lord Kazekage…” Haretsu said in between gasps from catching his breath. “What brings you her to the Leaf Village so suddenly?”

While the rather frenzied display had done nothing to unsettle the Kazekage upon walking into the room (aside from a slight pause between one of his strides), Gaara had admittedly expected a more composed greeting when he’d entered Konoha’s Research Facility that afternoon. One that didn’t involve a dynamic show of asphyxiation, at least. He patiently waited for the man to force down whatever it was he had been choking on, gaze level and unaffected by the Leaf-nin’s gasps for air that followed.

“I’d sent a message to your Hokage requesting a meeting with the Head of your village’s Research Division. I received approval of that request three days ago… I had assumed you would have been notified of this.”

His tone is direct and holds no sign of agitation, though he would plan to speak with the Hokage at a later time to discuss intercommunication.

[blogofakuna]

Lord Akuna - H8 Everything (Lyric Video)

[torixus]

MY SECRET SIN.

That Friday night, I was supposed to be in the vigil leading the worship song but there I was in Fred's bed moaning in painful pleasure as he cuddled and caressed me.

 Being the choir mistress, I was the one to take the worship songs that night but I manoeuvred my way to his home. "Can we go another round?" Fred asked teasingly. "You don't get tired? Oliver Twist," I said staring at the wall clock. It was few minutes before 1 a.m. "I need to join them in the church," I said uncovering myself from the bedsheets and  hurriedly picked up my dress from the floor. "It's already late and dangerous out there. Just pass the night here again please." "Akuna! It's better late than never. Don't forget, I'm the one taking the worship." "Do you want to get raped out there? The one I gave you is not enough for you, right?" he asked mockingly as he sat upright on his bed placing a pillow on his laps to hide his erected stuff. "I won't get raped because we are going together. Dress up please." "Have you gone insane?" he giggled. "I just finished feasting with the devil and you expect me to go to the presence of God? Come on babe, I still have conscience." "What are you insinuating? Are you saying I don't have conscience? Thank you for reminding me that I'm Jezebel." I said trying to ease the guilt. I hurriedly picked my Bible and my scarf from the floor and dashed out of the room. "Onyeche, wait let me see you off," I heard his voice from a distance. That was not the first night I spent in his house in the name of vigil, neither was it the second nor third. You may think that was the worst thing I have done. No, I did worse than that. I aborted two babies for Fred, the assistant prayer band leader who was always leading the prayer section. My father who was a well thought of elder in the church was glad that her daughter was burning for God. I was not just deceiving my father, I was deceiving the members of the church, I was deceiving the pastor whose favourite I was.  Never had he ministered without me acting as the backup singer. He trusted and believed so much in me. And above all, I was deceiving myself as my self-worth was dwindling. When I got to the church, Agnes was still leading the praise section. It seemed she was stylishly waiting for my arrival to take the worship section as I was considered to be the most fire-branded member of the church. As the choir mistress, I was supposed to be seated at the front seat, but I sat behind so that my incoming would not be noticed. I glanced through the pulpit, the pastor's gaze was on me and I trembled within as he signaled an invitation. "Onyeche, what happened?" he asked affectionately. "Daddy I slept off," I lied kneeling beside him without any iota of the fear of God. "I wanted to rest before time but when I woke up, it was already very late. I told myself that it's better late than never." "I know you 'll come regardless what. Thank you," he said smiling and patting me on my shoulder. "Hope you are prepared." "I'm always prepared daddy." Right at the pulpit I was confidently lying to the man of God. Yet, unlike the days of Peter, there was no discernment, I would have fallen dead like Ananias and Sapphira but there, I was being praised. Like the pastor's praise was not enough, when I climbed the podium, I was welcomed with a standing ovation by the congregation. They yelled and shouted my name. Others jumped to their feet shouting and clapping. My head was becoming larger like I was sharing the glory of God with him, that's if I did not steal it all. Had they known that I just left Delilah's lap, or maybe I was even the Delilah. Had they known I just left the dungeon of sin, just like the lady of Magdalene, they would have picked up stone. I struck the mic with a finger and the sound was pleasant to my hearing. "Alleluuuuuuuia!" I shouted into the mic, stressing my word and the crowd yelled even louder. "Can we just compose ourselves as we worship the El shaddai, the Elohim, The King of kings, the Lord of lords, the I am that I am, mandalekatushaldaba," I burst into tongue. "The Bible says, God is a Spirit and they that must worship God must worship Him in spirit and in truth." As I was trying to elate the crowd, I saw Fred enter the church. Well built, muscular and light in complexion. Like the Biblical Joseph, very handsome and good to behold. I still doubt if I were the only one in the church he was having an affair with. Many of those young girls flopped around him calling him papa and M.O.G. He was also very much adored and loved in the church because of his activeness yet, my partner in sin. "Close your eyes and lift up your hands unto the Lord as we worship him." As I began to sing deeper, those emotional tears began to pour from my eyes. Some of the people were also singing and crying while others were blasting in tongues. I glanced at Fred, with hands akimbo, he was shaking and nodding his head in all direction as though he was translated to another realm. His voice was louder than every other person. It seemed he was trying to tell them that he prayed in tongue more than any of them as he seldom pray in the language of men. It may surprise you to know that Fred was not the only person I was sleeping with. I did those abominable acts outside the church too. I was scared that my evil deeds would one day be exposed if I involve other members. So, whenever those decent boys in my church asked my out, even for a serious relationship, I will politely turn them down preaching the gospel to them. Telling them how it's going to affect our relationship with God but there was never a no from me to the outsiders: the fallen brethren as they will never be in my church to see me pray or sing. You see eh! You would want to blame me for this hypocrisy of the highest order. Go ahead. Judge me, condemn me. Cast the first stone but remember, you didn't die for me. It is Christ that died. Yes, it is God that justifies. You may think I did not feel sad for myself. You may think I loved what I was doing.  No, to me, it was also disgusting. It made me look so dirty like a pig. It made feel like I did not belong to the family of the true children of Jesus Christ. I have judged myself enough, so you don't have to judge me again. If there's anything to do, it's to pray for me because secretly, I was dying. Just like the church of Sardis, I had the reputation of being alive but I was dead. Yes, I had the reputation of being vibrant and burning for God but I was on my way to hell. You may think I was not born again. Well, I was genuinely born again. I spoke in the tongues of angels, I've received the gift of the Holy Spirit, yet, I was swimming in sin.  On Facebook and other social media, I was an apostle of holiness as I never ceased preaching and posting scriptures on my wall. My WhatsApp status was always preaching Christ but my lifestyle was contrary to the faith. Apostle Paul said that he's the worst of all sinners. I don't want to drag that position with Elder Paul but one thing is certain, nobody can drag the second slot with me. My situation became critical when I became addicted to sex. Sex became my driving force. I was always happy during weekly fellowship as it was the only opportunity to visit Fred before heading to church together. After fellowship, we'd return to his home for more fun before he would see me off. When I could not make it to Fred's home, I resorted to masturbation. There was no single day passed by without me masturbating as I began to find it more pleasurable than sex.  Even on Sunday morning, before service, I would masturbate at home before handling the microphone on the pulpit to lead the praise and worship. Don't think I ever felt comfortable at the pulpit.  I hated myself for what I was doing. I only needed a way out of my predicament. I was always kneeling at the front of the altar for every altar call. But that same evening, I would be in my room thrusting myself with cucumber. I have gone days without food and water in the name of fasting but to no avail. You see! Haven't I tried?  You that want to judge me, how many days have you gone fasting and praying for your own secret sin? Or do you want to tell me that you're not battling with any private sin? Man may not be watching you but God watches everything that happens even in the most secret place. So, please don't judge me. I understand hypocrisy already. Or have you not read that you should get rid of the log in your own eye; then you will see clearly to remove the speck from your brother's eye?  Oh young minister, put yourself right with God first and then we can sit down and talk judgment. There was this day I rounded off my seven days fasting and prayer. I made up my mind never to see Fred again, never to masturbate again and never to see any guy again. My determination worked perfectly well for weeks but after a month, I found myself in Fred's bed again. Pathetic, right? Very pathetic indeed. Fred shouted at me with rage and almost hit me for keeping him for a whole month without sex. He threatened to quit the relationship but I begged with tears. The only thing that calmed him down was when I promised to spend the night with him instead of going to the vigil. When it was dawn, I carried my Bible and went home. I did not just return to Fred, I returned to my old way of life. For years, I continued living such a wayward and bitter life until one particular night. After satisfying my inordinate desire, I picked up my Bible as usual and began to flip through its pages just to fulfill all righteousness and ease the guilt I was feeling. I read several pages randomly. The urge to study that night was stronger than the urge for masturbation, even stronger than the urge for sex. I continued reading carelessly until I came across Psalm 145:18-19.  I read it over and over, then over and over and over and over. For more than a dozen time, I was reading just these two verses.  I read it until it sank so deeply to my innermost being. As I continued reading, tears began to well up in my eyes. These were not the emotional tears I used to shed at the pulpit. These were tears I even tried to control but couldn't. When my Bible was getting soaked, I closed it and dropped it on my bed. The next thing that happened was mysterious. I found myself on the floor, rolling, crying and praying. "Lord, it's either now or never. I die here tonight. "Tonight, I bring into captivity every thought and fleshly pleasure to the obedience of Christ. "My strength, my ability, my will, my wisdom, everything has failed me. It's just you now oh Lord. "Lord, may I never see the rising of the sun again until I'm delivered from every devourer. "Lord Jesus, except you want me to die in my sin, you will deliver me tonight." I knew I was disturbing my parents and probably, neighbours but my problem was bigger than one sleepless night. I thought I was disturbing my parents, but it didn't take much time before I heard them blasting in tongues from their room. That night, I didn't sleep. Even when I wanted to sleep, I could not. I prayed till dawn then slept off. When I woke up, it was around 9 a.m. I switched on my phone and it was Fred's message that came in.      Gud mrning lov,     D tot of U cudn't allow       me sleep last 9t.     I mesmerized ova ur       beauty & ur magical        touch till dawn.     Wherever U ar is    exactly where I wnt 2 b     I've wasted too much          time already.      I dnt wnt 2 waste      anoda single day      without U & I'm ready 2        make it up 4 d lost          time.         Baby do U mind         comin ova later in d         day?       I no U wudnt mind.        I love U. Expecting U                 dear, kisses. I stared at my phone a bit confused if to reply or not. After a second thought, I pulled off my sim card and broke it into pieces.  "I'm starting afresh," I murmured. And as if pushed by an external force, I opened my drawer. I stared at the cucumbers and the toys I bought and shame overwhelmed me. Slowly, I began to break everything. "I'm done with you," I spoke to the toy as though it could hear. "I'm done with sin," I continued talking to myself. As I searched my room thoroughly for all the instruments of sin, a song came to my lips.      I'm no longer a slave      To sin (fear),      I am a child of God. I sang only the chorus for hours reminding myself who I've become. Days rolled into weeks and weeks into months, I did not go to Fred's home neither did I do anything stupid. I thought of Fred several times and the urge came powerfully sometimes. Of course, I'm human.  The urge was there but the power and grace to overcome  was stronger. I would stare at the mirror and applaud myself for not going back to the way it used to be.  I would use my right hand to shake my left hand in jubilation congratulating myself. I still remember when I took myself out on a date. Funny, isn't it? That's what we called self-crush. You may think I over acted. I don't really mind. You will never know what it is like to be free until you have found freedom in Christ Jesus. I am sure you will celebrate more than I did. One of the mistakes the devil made was that he still allowed me to fellowship with the brethren even in my sin.  He still allowed me to pray and study even after committing those evil acts. If he was wise, he would have cut me off from the gathering of the brethren.  Had he known, he would have sealed my lips from praying to God who was actually waiting for me to call upon Him. And because he was not all knowing, he couldn't stop me from praying and he couldn't have ever stopped God from answering my prayer. After three months, I found myself in Fred's house again. I was surprised too because I thought I'd never go there again but it's like I was compelled.  No! It's not what you are thinking. Haba na! I did not go alone. I went with the Most High. I went to offer him Christ. I stood at the door feeling reluctant to knock. After a while, I did. He opened the door and was surprised to see me. He stood at the door confused whether to let me in or not. We stood in total silence staring at each other. After awhile, I broke the silence, "Fred, I'm...." "No! No! No!" he cut in. "You don't need to be sorry," he said emphatically. I should be the one apologising.  "Onyeche, I'm sorry, it's over between us." "Over?" I asked faking the surprise just to hear more. "Please forgive me Onyeche, you're now my past." "Fred, what happened? Did I do anything wrong?" The woman in me wouldn't tell him the reason I visited. I wanted to feed my curiosity. "No Onye, you didn't do anything wrong. It's just that I have found true love." "Fred will never change," I chuckled. "Is that why you couldn't even welcome me in? Is she inside?" "Nobody is in," he said paving the curtain to give me a better view of the room. "You mean your love for me was never true? Where did I get it wrong Fred?" I enquired just to hear his opinion because from onset, I knew we were into an illicit love affair that will lead to nowhere except hell. "Onyeche, I must confess, you were not my first love. I left my first love for you. I thought I could hold on to both of you at a time but it's never possible. I've decided to return and start all over again with my first love." "Hmm! Who could that be Fred? You told me you love me and promised never to let me go." "This love is different from what I felt for you then," he said confidently exuding great joy. "This love is genuine. This love is pure. This love doesn't fail. This love has covered my past and given a future. This love is shed abroad in my heart." He was nodding his head as he spoke with total peace. "Onyeche," he called placing his hands on my shoulders. "I HAVE FOUND TRUE LOVE IN CHRIST JESUS. I have returned to my first love. Onyeche, there is no better love than the love of Christ. There is no love outside Christ. What have we gained from the sin we called love? What has fornication added to our lives? Why not give this love a chance to find its expression in your life?" The joy I felt in my spirit knew no bounds  when I heard those words from Fred. "Fred, this love is what brought me here. This love found me some months back. I came here just to offer you this love but I'm overwhelmed with joy to know that this love has found you too. This is miraculous." "It is the Lord's doing," he said. "Do you mind coming in?" he added leading the way. "No, I don't mind," I replied as I followed from behind. This time around, I was not on his bed. We knelt beside his bed in prayer thanking God for His unfailing love, amazing grace and His undeserved mercy.  I was dead, and now alive again; I was lost, and found. I am Onyeche, I only exist in  #Adogasimagination. DEDICATION To all those in the church of God but still struggling with one sin or the other.  Don't just relax in that sin. Hold on to Christ for a little while.  He is more interested in helping you than you are interested in helpinghelping yourself. Just one more prayer and you will see the handiwork of God.  Remain blessed.                                       See a good follow up to that choir mistress story. Thank God that she repented, anyway. We can *speak in tongues* and miss heaven. We can *win souls* and miss heaven. We can *see vision* and miss heaven. We can *prophesy* and still miss heaven. We can *cast out devil* and miss heaven. We can *perform miracles* and still miss heaven. We can *read the whole Bible* and miss heaven. We can *attend all church services, fellowship activities and camp meetings* and miss heaven. We can have *anointing* and miss heaven. We can have all *spiritual gifts* and miss heaven. We can be *rich, prosperous and wealthy* and still miss heaven. We can *give and sow seeds* and still miss heaven. We can *wield power and be influential* and still miss heaven. We can have a *powerful voice to sing* and miss heaven. we can also have *fame and popularity* and miss heaven. *•••But we cannot LIVE A HOLY LIFE and miss heaven•••* *HOLINESS IS THE REAL DEAL!* Without holiness through salvation in Christ, one will not make heaven. Sharing this is *Evangelism.* Let us win a soul for Christ. (adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({}); via Blogger https://ift.tt/2rF3Gih

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Lord Akuna - Cast Off (Prod. By Ilad) Out now on all streaming platforms! #BanDzz (at Toronto, Ontario)

[deathofakuna]

U R DRUGZ (Official Audio)

[lordakuna]

Lil Zed - Bloxx Haunted Ft. Lord Akuna (Prod. By Yung Slav)

[poetryofakuna]

#ElTrapo

And I am not worried Not about the same things None of this, well none of it matters Not really Why would you worry? Let it be