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I am doing alchemy.It’s harder than it has to be.I don’t know what to do with me.(The old one—He’s still there.) I wish that I could worry lessLike, not at all would be the best.Can’t measure myself ‘gainst the rest.That just wouldn’t be fair. I write because it dulls the pain.The pain I shouldn’t feel…
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It just occurred to me that no one can stop me from writing as many sonnets as I wish. Whene’er I feel myself begin to spiral, I must remind myself that I’m divine. And God is still in charge, and God is just. There’s fruit that’s yet to blossom on the vine. I have to…
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I’ve got to learn not to worry. The groceries will get paid for.Don’t be in such a hurry. God won’t let me starve.It’s hard to trust in things like this. Although it shouldn’t be.But I spent so many years In abject misery Thinking that my destiny Was written by a playwright With zero self-control:A wily…
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99% of what I post on here is stuff I have to be reminded of and I KNOW others can benefit from being reminded of or taught. You must find a way to be fulfilled in every moment.You can do this, Ben. I absolutely know it.Don’t even call it pain anymore.It’s not a disease!You’re perfectly…
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I’m God, y’all, having a vivid dream.None of this is real.Although it sure seemsThat the pain I experience every day isThe misery I can’t seem to escape is.But this is the playtime of God.How insane?This person I think I amWishes to abstain.Just give me a do-over.Make me a dove.Or end the pain for me, Lord.I…
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I’m trying to be sincere, I just wantGod to hold me near.Save me from this Hell I’m inI’m drowning here again.Please, Lord, give me your strength.I’m cracking up at length.I don’t know how to go on living.I dedicate my life to giving.Please just whisper in my heart.I know you’re there, God,That’s a start.And tell me…
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I’ve hated this world for so long,I’ve tried not to be in it.I stopped trying to live.I gave up trying.That’s no way to win the pennant.I feel so bad now and i just want to feel good.I don’t care what it takes, I will do it.Just show me the path, Lord! Why am I blind?I…
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Read this aloud, or in your head if you must, but with lots of emotion behind it, because that’s how it sounds to me in my head when I read it. Just in the voice of this absolutely insane person I happen to still think I am for some bizarre reason. God just put on…
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I no longer wish for an end to the pain.Simply for the means to endure it.Maybe being okay with the pain (and the rain…)Will eventually ensure it.It’s got to be worth trying.I’ve tried freaking out.That only made the pain worse.And perhaps accepting the state that I’m inSomehow will lead to anEnd to this curse.
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And this is helpful: that the people who are no longer in my life either through their choice or mine, because I once thought myself better than them, now think that they are better than me. They are sure of it. But I don’t think either of those things anymore. Everyone is God. We’re all…
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You have GOT to learn to trust God, Ben!No amount of worry will alter your future.You’ve got to learn to just let go.God will always provide for you a suture.Let your enemies hate you! Love them anyway.You cannot change the past, but that’s okay.None of us are perfect and no one’s irredeemable.We’re all God having…
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“Shakespeare was real and thus historic.”Then why the mystery around this person?We know that he was 33 when he purchased his first house.And that 33 is Masonic. Of that there is no doubt.And I’m not the only person questioning if this man was real.I suspect Shakespeare existedBut was illiterate. The dealIs someone else wrote all…
Musings of the Mad 