Sea creatures have been talked about by fishermen and scientists for centuries but which out these sea monsters is actually real; The Bloop, The Japanese Ningen, Cthulhu, El Gran Maja, The Kraken or Leviathan? Joe Kirby from Off the Kirb ministries explores all of the sightings and evidence and comes to the conclusion that one still exists today…
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"Mermaids"…..
Just another dim, blurry photo that proves nothing. The reason you never get a good picture of "unexplained phenomena" is that such a picture would immediately reveal what it is, and would be easily explained. If you really need such things to believe in the Bible, then you are taking its words too literally. It is allegorical, not Literal.
On the same page in Genesis, it mentioned all other animals that exist's, so why would he then go and throw a ficktional 1 in?
I think that shows how good of a job Lovecraft did his book. It must have been a really really good book
In the surreal landscape of my dream, I found myself thrust into a relentless onslaught of challenges, each more daunting than the last. With a defiant grin, I tackled them head-on, relishing the surge of adrenaline with each victory. But just when I thought I had conquered it all, fate threw me a curveball.
In a heartbeat, I stumbled and plummeted into the icy embrace of the ocean's depths. Panic ripped through me like a tsunami, my lungs burning as I fought against the suffocating weight of the water. Every fiber of my being screamed for escape as I clawed desperately towards the surface, the pounding of my heart drowning out the roar of the waves.
Gasping for air, I staggered onto the safety of the shore, only to be confronted by a monstrous figure emerging from the churning sea. Fear gripped me like a vice as I gazed upon its towering form, my mind reeling with the sheer impossibility of the situation. With a trembling voice, I cried out into the void, "Jesus, Jesus, I'm sorry, Jesus, please help!"
But even as my plea echoed into the abyss, I was plunged into another nightmare, this one more visceral than the last. The cacophony of my parents' voices filled my ears, each word dripping with venomous rage. Adrenaline surged through my veins as I struggled to make sense of the chaos, the very air crackling with the intensity of the conflict.
In a moment of desperate clarity, I whispered, "Jesus, I think…" before being violently ripped from that nightmarish scene.
As I gasped for breath, my heart pounding in my chest, I knew that this was no ordinary dream. It was a harrowing reminder of the fragility of life, and the raw power of faith in the face of insurmountable odds. With trembling hands, I reached for the solace of the Bible, seeking refuge in its timeless wisdom amidst the chaos of my subconscious mind.