Posted by broken on April 29, 2005, at 10:29:11
When I dumped the meds in the toilet, and flushed them all away, and the drinking had stopped and the smoking had stopped, and the ups and downs were on an even plane, and everything was right in my world, I felt reborn, and new, and I wrote about my Resurrection.
And now Brother Judas calls to me and takes me by the hand.
His thirty pieces of silver deep in his pocket.We walk together and talk and travel back down the old path. It's familiar, and it feels like home.
And he whispers to me, "Haven't you missed all of us? Don't you remember how good you can feel?"
His whisper is so comforting. And he is right. I missed them all. And I feel an incredible surge of energy flowing through me again. I'm full of life overflowing. I'm so high, so up, so talkative and friendly. And I am loving, so full of love that I want to share. If you were near me write now, you could feel the electricity that radiates outward. It's such an amazing feeling, most people will never experience it.
But it won't stay. It never does. It's like a star that burns brighter and brighter.
It makes a pretty picture, and burns even hotter, as it goes supernova, and then it's gone. It's a pitch black dark. A black hole that sucks all of the life around it down.
It's scary.
So many valleys and peaks...
poster:broken
thread:491420
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