Christ_empowered
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no, its not hallucinations. long story...i have a clean background check (I know this because I dropped a lil $$$ on a "national background check" that can be used for housing and employment), but...
could easily -not- be the case. eek. part personal sins and such, the way the world works, and...'this is what poor people go thru,' yet again. not surprisingly, it wasn't until THE LORD blessed me parents with more well to do status and us with reconciliation that the record was given a thorough...ahem...scrubbing. moving on...
i dunno. maybe its the passion flower extract talking (mild, non-toxic herb for simmering down...beats the prescription i have on hand, that's for sure...), but I think I can truly, for realsies pray for THE LORD's will for -me- and accept it.
i don't do drugs. haven't in...over 10 years now, actually. not even fun "psychiatric treatments" that are...drugs, covered by insurance. i don't even drink. and yet...
'he has warrants,' blah blah blah. who knows, honestly? some, more open and transparent states...you can find that out, easily. my state? either get a lawyer to call or wait and see. them's the choices.
'a couple years in prison would be -good for him- ' typical, 21st century American way of handling unwanted, low status people. used to be the state hospital, is my understanding. now, its the streets or prison. welcome to the New Normal. maybe its true of most developed, affluent nations, now? i dunno.
thing is...i rather enjoy -not- being in a sick place with damaged people and all that jazz. never been to prison or the state hospital--i was spared, then --- but jail was rough. had i not been so physically sick and fairly recently (less than 1 year) electroshocked to the stone age, it would have been rougher, still. oh, and the tranquilizers. everybody's 'mentally ill' in jail...tranqs are cheaper than humane conditions, supposedly more ethical than a thorough beating.
but i don't wanna go. i had enemies, anyway...7 years into my repentance, getting to Know Him...
i think I have more, maybe? not a really good grasp on all of this, honestly...
i just want to stay where i am, be healthy (His work) and more and more content (His work) and just...live, as I have been...
but i dunno. i dunno. less scared, more...i dunno.
thanks.
could easily -not- be the case. eek. part personal sins and such, the way the world works, and...'this is what poor people go thru,' yet again. not surprisingly, it wasn't until THE LORD blessed me parents with more well to do status and us with reconciliation that the record was given a thorough...ahem...scrubbing. moving on...
i dunno. maybe its the passion flower extract talking (mild, non-toxic herb for simmering down...beats the prescription i have on hand, that's for sure...), but I think I can truly, for realsies pray for THE LORD's will for -me- and accept it.
i don't do drugs. haven't in...over 10 years now, actually. not even fun "psychiatric treatments" that are...drugs, covered by insurance. i don't even drink. and yet...
'he has warrants,' blah blah blah. who knows, honestly? some, more open and transparent states...you can find that out, easily. my state? either get a lawyer to call or wait and see. them's the choices.
'a couple years in prison would be -good for him- ' typical, 21st century American way of handling unwanted, low status people. used to be the state hospital, is my understanding. now, its the streets or prison. welcome to the New Normal. maybe its true of most developed, affluent nations, now? i dunno.
thing is...i rather enjoy -not- being in a sick place with damaged people and all that jazz. never been to prison or the state hospital--i was spared, then --- but jail was rough. had i not been so physically sick and fairly recently (less than 1 year) electroshocked to the stone age, it would have been rougher, still. oh, and the tranquilizers. everybody's 'mentally ill' in jail...tranqs are cheaper than humane conditions, supposedly more ethical than a thorough beating.
but i don't wanna go. i had enemies, anyway...7 years into my repentance, getting to Know Him...
i think I have more, maybe? not a really good grasp on all of this, honestly...
i just want to stay where i am, be healthy (His work) and more and more content (His work) and just...live, as I have been...
but i dunno. i dunno. less scared, more...i dunno.
thanks.