The Unzipped Life of a Hermit.

Lost for Words

It seems there are many kinds of people in life that we encounter along the way. Some are nice, some are cruel and cut off. I try so hard to accept the demonic ways of certain people, certain groups of people. Today is another day just like all the others. Telepathics come and go. Voices ring loud, ring quiet. I have come to settle down with the masterplan of life, I laugh and show pitty towards high powered telepathics who just don't know what they are doing or what they have done. God is a salvation that I hold dear to me, it helps me see the light among the insanity. I write this in way that makes me seem perfect, so right and honorable. As I link with the Lord, following Him does make me perfect. The world of insanity, the world of normality, follow Him and you can do no wrong. Today I write this entry in the belief that all will be ok, all will be fine. In 1975 I lost a relative and the impact has never faded, never ceased. We have all suffered loss and we all know of the pain. Death itself is an act of insanity, a part of life we all do not understand why! Even in God's light, some people only want to see the dark. Today I am lost for words for the decision to declare war among telepathics. That higher power we talk of and seek is really nothing special because of certain people who think they know best. After reading this, you are welcome to swim in your own makings for not following God.