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Post by creativesoul » March 19th, 2011, 2:36 pm

the obstacles were numerous, always had been.. but she wasnt going to quit, until she knew ... for sure- the lies always hurt, the denial was wrose..but she just kept going.. because with out this effort.. there was nothing..
the thinking, the having to scan and put healing energy in those glitches...while he spoke..later he would feel it, it took sometimes a couple days... he didnt like energy discussions, or native american conversations, he wanted to understand the world, that was a place she couldnt help him with, she always thought this world was temporary, and that earth changes were for real.she remembered crying and praying so many times for this kid, now he was a man, but the cracks in the soul sometimes take time to heal-- a very long time.. then the ones that she did herself...the ones he did, that she couldnt really talk about with him, because he was her son...
she could not believe that she had come this far to be beaten up and destroyed. the things that happened were over two years ago, but her son suffered so much over this, and most people that beat others, lie. so now she had to do what she had to do to make sure he was ok, for the second time. he almost died once of an overdose..now she wakes up and can feel things.. all sorts of things..sun dance had insured that..
reason is over rated, as is logic and common sense-i much prefer the passions of a crazy old woman, cats and dogs and jungle foliage- tropic rain-and a defined sense of who brings the stars up at night and the sun up in the morning---

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