In college public bathroom, a munchkin thing walked through the shower wall. freaked me out! since i am a monkey, mischievous person, mischief-maker, i kept it to myself. put it in my diary. in the lobby, my x-roomie seeriously asked if anybody saw anything eerie lately. i told what i saw. they disbelieved me. i showed them my diary. they believed me. he, matt, who lived in r.e.m.'s drummers town, said the same thing happened to him in the closet! i am a full believer in spirits. in my tbi, i went to a room & talked to the Spirit about not dying as id been praying! then He awoke me in rehab! yall, His voice was 1000% LOVE!!! thats when i saw my past loves were just crushes. i also later read you cant love a dog bc it has no spirit. you get attached to it. my unserious gf in high school was wholly attached, affectionate, totally loving, entirely fond, wholly adoring, thoroughly devoted, fully caring, utterly doting for me. i charmed her too much. over & over & over Granny was amazed after my tbi bc without meds i was hateful. but she refused, refused, refused, refused meds but continuously debased me for my symptoms. i prayed for meds. Granny died. i moved to fl. got arrested. the police put me on meds. bc o' church's command, i said no. they said you'll be arrested if you dont take them. i took them. my anger disappeared. but im still emotional. a therapist said that's bc im gay. i am wholly disinterested, completely uninterested, totally dull, absolutely bored, entirely monotonous, fully drab, thoroughly dreary about women since my 228 rejecters. depression came. i realized it was for my minisstry. depression lifted. now my eternal jewels, sempiternal fortune is my focus. michael"DEE"house

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