She told me she loved me -- I couldn't understand a word she was saying (Neither could she ) ••
She said: I HATE HIM FOR LEAVING ME BUT I'M GLAD HE'S GONE BUT I WISH HE'D COME BACK SO I CAN HURT HIM •• I smiled sagely and said YES YES I UNDERSTAND
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They don't have to force us onto The death trains
We now go voluntarily
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Everything is blurry except the fear
- The only thing making sense is your unflinching Obedience to senselessness
the devil's dominion!....what is that, really-----it is the watered down version----it is the simplistic version------the idea that what you want is "something there" (or "here")----------- something that you "can be given"--that you can help others "also receive" ----------------- escape! into the angelic night where raggedy children seek the fullest feeling of blessedness ---------------
love!--------(the depth of the meditative state)----false prophets teach that you can"skim the surface" and find grace in blind devotional group worship of master or guru or whatever the name is that is in vogue today--------don't go there!-----stay within the total dignity of the human race ----the dignity required if you'd find and create----peace --------------
the devil with the beguiling smile! the devil with the sham wisdom or KNOWLEDGE!....the devil who offers you a free pass thru the world unto a blighted and shameful "eternity!" -----------
small the child crying and calling hungry the abused mother and father wild the mystic warrior joyous in his pure intentions FREE! above all else.....free flee from the falsity the fakery the "easy way!" write your name soft and true tell your own story of MAN and be home again --- thank you
and the story-line do you care to know? and the child there? do you care to enter his tomorrow? ....... and the terror...storm do you care to show your heart to a stranger? are you still alive? ------- we are ......we . we were.........when? what do you remember of dignity? _ and the story-line do you care to know? and the child there? do you care to enter his tomorrow ...... and the terror....storm who still dares be born? who fears the stranger? who dares stand in dignity? .. we . dare stand in dignity . we