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Calm After the Storm...
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For me it was realizing how much I 'pray'. How much I rely my perceived 'God' both inside and outside myself.
And how when my prayers are seemingly 'answered' there is some type of...consequence.
The whole be careful what you wish for.
Why I asked last night if God was Sadist...
I was upset with you for causing me to recall Sandy Hook. And my statement after... To only find it play out again while I slept.
In horrific fashion.
Quoting: Seer777 I've stated before something to the effect of each of us being Gods in a sadistic form. 'Incarnation'. Lately I've been so angry with myself and so angry with 'God' I've thrown together a metaphysical war machine in the name of making all of 'his creation' take another look. I feel like a pathetic joke in the same breath as I realize 'no-one's laughing'. Electricity is meaningless without life, and life it is fatal to. Inexorably, even if we must turn to metaphor to see it. That said my mind is very close to breaking. I hope. I wish, actually. Maybe I'd even pray. .... I exited the shower today wondering how one disposes completely of a solid foundation and mythological belief in the 'Abrahamic God'. While at the same time understanding how much 'energy' I have given it. How much I rely on it. .... the 'thing' I claim to speak on behalf of thought She had a notion on how one might do that, alas sooner or later I always catch Her running back home Maybe She's just going to collect more twigs  Maybe She really does hate all Her old 'boyfriends' Maybe that's why I was supposed to see this  Hmmmm
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