E.G.O.
Posted on Jul 28th, 2006
by
jerry
This has been a way too full week for me. I've let the beast out of the basement. I had it starved down, and weak, so it wasn't a nuisance, and left the door unguarded, and BAM!, out it came. It won't let me alone. It's making me miserable. I've let it feed, and now it's powerful. More powerful than I. I'm going to try to sneak away. Maybe it won't notice I've gone. Maybe it won't follow me. I have to try to get to safety. I've been safe before, sometimes I remember how to get there. The best place I know to try to find safety, right now, is at the church. Doris, Connie, and Freddie, will be there, maybe. We read out of the book on thursday nite. It doesn't like it when I read out of the book. Sometimes just a sentence, or a word will send it back to the cellar. Sounds like a horror story, huh? Worse. Reality. It's a good thing I create my own reality, or it would really suck.

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You know…..the funny thing about conquering the beasts I have found for myself, is I only have to look them in the eye, tell them where I would like to send them, and then make it so.
These days I rather like them. :) They teach me all sorts of amazing lessons, and besides, once tamed they make interesting and entertaining pets. That is, once you get past how ugly some of them are before you see the light in their eyes.
I create my reality too. :)
Namaste my friend,
:)
Di
My difficulty is, I have to find a mirror before I can find the beast. Thanks for the strength Di.